Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trains and Planes, artist - Zion I. Album song Hit 'Em, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.10.2006
Record label: Om
Song language: English
Trains and Planes |
| Listen, hey yo, I’m lost on the road, then nowhere to go |
| Two thousand miles from home, my life is a show |
| On a plane, in a van, my click got contraband |
| Water or the land, Japan or Amsterdam |
| Hold tight, sonny, we gotta get that money |
| And bring it home soon, and cruise to Cancun |
| I miss my bed, marijuana and mushrooms |
| They treat me hella bad when I’m sittin' in customs |
| I woke up in a foreign land |
| You see, I had to leave this town in search of sound and explore the land |
| No court orders, just the ball in my court |
| Life’s callin', I’m all in, fall in left at the fort |
| My breath’s for breathin', like eyes are for seein' |
| I’m sort of more bein' alive, and if you’re dreamin' |
| That’s fine, I’m movin' on city to city and back |
| And that’s home, none is as pretty as that |
| We take Planes, Trains, automobiles |
| Ride around the world and collect more skrill |
| But when we get gone, I miss my home |
| Once we get gone… |
| We take Planes, Trains, automobiles |
| Ride around the world and collect more skrill |
| But when we get gone, I miss my home |
| Once we get gone… |
| Gazin' out the window of the 747 |
| Tryin' to keep grounded, braise, level-headed |
| Get phrase, because I know my people miss me |
| And I wanna return with that bacon crispy |
| I navigate the expedition because I’m a trooper |
| Come home with discoveries, exploring new truths |
| So lovely, we movin' free throughout time |
| Experience what is, and then appreciate mines |
| I’m on a jetliner flyin', race through the sky and |
| Give me some space, some water, please, when I’m rhymin' |
| Keep the rum and henny cause it doesn’t do me any |
| «I want some hardcore», I’m 'bout to give you plenty |
| Like the blunts and the brizzles, the flirtation sizzles |
| You know you shouldn’t touch her down deep in the middle |
| But you still wanna fiddle, though it’s way past fo' |
| You and her already know that she fittin' to go, for sho' |
| I grew up on fresh air with hippies |
| Now I suck smog around wanna be 50's |
| So far from the start, I just need a round trip |
| Me, I’m Heaven bound to this |
| (To the next city, a pity, twenty more shows |
| Twenty more days in stank and dirty clothes |
| A young brother get along when he out on the road |
| On this flow, I feel like headin' for home) |
| We take Planes, Trains, automobiles |
| Ride around the world and collect more skrill |
| But when we get gone, I miss my home |
| Once we get gone… |
| We take Planes, Trains, automobiles |
| Ride around the world and collect more skrill |
| But when we get gone, I miss my home |
| Once we get gone… |
| Get back, kick raps, forgettin' where we at |
| On the atlas, do a mapquest, roger that |
| Travel on one, even though I’m long, gone up, gone |
| Everything up under the sun, all on a drum, one |
| (Sunsets forever, that’s just my pleasure |
| Return to center, begin a new era |
| Must make the journey to bring it all with me |
| A daily commute as the world keeps turning) |
| We take Planes, Trains, automobiles |
| Ride around the world and collect more skrill |
| But when we get gone, I miss my home |
| Once we get gone… |
| We take Planes, Trains, automobiles |
| Ride around the world and collect more skrill |
| But when we get gone, I miss my home |
| Once we get gone… |