Give me a ticket for an aeroplane. Ain’t got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone, I’m a going home, my Baby just wrote me a letter

Here out past the tracks where the drunks collapse
Old suckers can score on the indigent whores.
Way after the last laugh has swollen itself shut

Sitting here, me and chris's son
We've got a story to strike you down
About a girl with the light in her eyes
Black on the night, drive on the day
Let the wheels run dry

Now it is dawn and a new day is born
But with a trail of despair
The new day was shining but many had gone
Farmer ferdinand hudson had lost much more than he'd won

This for the soldiers (soldiers)
Stay strong my niggaz
(gangsters, players)
Stay up my niggaz (real niggaz)

Verse one: t-mo

Leavin the cut in a rage

Words and music: lou reed & john cale

Andy it's me, haven't seen you in a while
I wished i talked to you more when you were alive

(page/plant)

I was burned in the heat of the moment,
Though it couldn't have been the heat of the day
When i learned how my time had been wasted,

K-Dee talking:
Hey hey hey baby check it out. I'm K-Dee, &
that's my nigga Mack 10 over there. Now he gotta be cooler
than the nigga thatyou sittin' with, so pump yo' brakes

(Jamo)
You ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you want to fuck

(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo