Lyrics
Took a train to Cali, home of pretty girls and heady herb
Went to work on the latter, time passed, memories blur
Caught the train back, the same cat you remember, sure
Never learned, just my bags came back heavier
Debts occurred, spending sprees, never splurged
Write for my queen like Freddie Merc
Rep my turf, rest assured
Break that pad out, put that pen to work
Lay it flat out so I can spread the word
Take half out and only spend a third
This that feeling that you never heard. You between hearing and feeling this,
in a sense another sense emerged
Chase success as angel feathers burn on Second Earth
I’m dressed for church, convincing death to flirt
Got these bodies on my conscience, but they well deserved
Not scared of conflict, but don’t treat it like a quest for worth
That’s why they petty acting like they peddle work
When they really pretty as that red rose pedal purse, bet it
My home’s protected, enter, it’ll end up worse
Plead the 5th, probably practice that 2nd amendment first
But I’d rather not have to
This that shit that you glad I got back to
Oh, you was waiting on me?
Funny, I was waiting on you
A trivial pursuit
I’m trainspotting, yeah, trainspotting
Oh, you was waiting on me?
Funny, I was waiting on you
Fuck it, all aboard!
We trainspotting, yeah, trainspotting
I was 11 when I started rapping
13 hit the studio, 15 won my first battle
Hate it when they ask me how I’m doing though
Lie and say I’m good when it’s moving slow, I’m losing hope
But shit, who would know? A reclusive soul
On the other side of the curtain waiting on you to show
I share struggle with every person I meet
But if I let you in my bubble you have to burst it to leave
You heard me? You hurt me, I’m worried
Look in the mirror like, «Hurry! I’m failure, you deserve me.»
Hang the judge and jury
I still get nervous when I rock a show
But on the surface let nobody know
And I guess that’s how I always am
Don’t rap to rap no more, I rap to understand
Damn, I haven’t freestyled in a couple months
Too busy writing things down cause they fuck me up, like…
There must’ve been a mix-up
I think we was waiting for each other
But all that isn’t important
What’s important is we’re here now
Feels like… I’m trainspotting, yeah, trainspotting…
Keep hanging on… trainspotting…
Chase Moore, Illmac
My my, look at the time!
