Ear To The Track chords by E-Roc

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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Inspiration,
I breathe in red letter meditation,
and exhale words of life for respiration.
Lining up linguistics for lecture,
a never ending story
narratory like Dexter.
Where we create and elevate plans utopia,
and stay spinning words like
webs or acnophobia.
With works of art through the ink we spill
You thinking different
than you miseducated like Lauryn Hill
But still I keep the ill product
when I construct
Auditory pathway to the track,
remain stuck
Now duck from sun rays,
shot off by the ambassador
I take you back to the beginning
like flux capacitor
When there was skills and love for my art
I ask roots for first hand
on why things fall apart
And so I spark with my ear
to the source of the wax
And wait for MCs
to pass out like gospel tracks
Yeah, into the track,
this train is on it's way to hell
and ain't no coming back
Holding war chants,
we attack on horseback
Little Red Caboose on the train
is where he's at
Break the devil's back,
yeah, into the track
This train is on it's way to hell
and ain't no coming back
Holding war chants,
we attack on horseback
Little Red Caboose on the back
is where he's at
Yeah, into the track, I'm like Tonto
Into the track, I'm pronto
Signaling my text,
it's Frank Johancho
Platoon and E -Rock take the dough
and we walk the narrow path with it
Sharpen arrow shaft with it,
light the fire to kill the sin of men
Entering coaches,
getting louder with shots of gunpowder
But it's a one way ticket, it's wicked
They took the ride,
sold their souls to the devil
Before they stepped aside,
destination lake of fire
You pullin' on that wire,
ain't no stoppin'
You step on thuggin'
and your religious was proppin'
Now curse is droppin'
What's your options?
You was coppin' sixes
Checkin' into the antichrist's
doctrine
Shakin' hands, kissin' his ring
Beggin' for mercy, playin' possum
The one you made the deal with,
now you're coughing
I hear it from a mile away
with sharp scissors
Sitting at the foot of y 'all's
throne
with smart princes
Ear to the track
This train is on its way to hell
and ain't no coming back
Only war chants, we attack on horseback
Little Red Caboose on the train
is where he's at
You've been ear to the track,
ear to the track
This train is on its way to hell
and ain't no coming back
Only war chants, we attack on horseback
Little Red Caboose on the train
is where he's at
Bring the devils back
Quick draw McGraw shots
drop raw head
clutch to my claw flying kicks
martial law swing through saloon doors
Guns blazing black box in the hall.
I'm the legend of the fall demons
grab six shooters
show poker faces
showdown at high noon
We go for 20 paces
silver boots with fat laces
Kicking up dust some devils wear white
who you gonna trust the wild wild west
in the middle of the city
six shots from the enemy
none of them hitting me no fear
the optimist runs through metropolis
drop the barricade
cuz there's no way it's stopping us
skip the warning blast
one shot to the dome
last vision of death
with the shine of my chrome
the town is looking over here
searching over there and I be like yo that
kid just and come to practice.
Come to practice. to come to practice.
Ear to the track,
this train is on it's way to hell
and ain't no coming back
Holy war, Janus we intact on horseback
Little red caboose on the train is very sad
Ear to the track