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1 Train
- Yeah, Yeah
- //opener
- i'm stacking up and hustling, drama just makes up the mothafucking gun
- slang, makes the fucking neck hang, makes the fuckin 'chain blang, best
- you stay back and stay the same, say goodbye to your remains.
- //JSA Verse 1
- Look, get a next level sucka', cause im tryna find another way to
- destruct ya, too bad bitch i already slugged ya, 45m and it already crushed
- ya, Y'know ,We already fucked ya, JSA, Spitter, We boutta show ya, where
- your supposed to be, you mothafucking mortal, just getting lethal i'm down
- for a sequel i could take a portal, smash it right into your skull and,
- you couldn't surpass me, just for show and, my wordplay always blasts
- to ya ho. Remember me i'm the microphone beater, your still struggling
- to buy a 2 seater, better call me the mothafuckin leader, gonna dig these
- graves like you never ever needed them, You ain't shit, aint got flow, ho
- ass bitches already know hotshitspittter, boutta gun sling, just one swing,
- got you shook, shouting something. (The 1 train!)
- //hook
- Look, the 1 train, get the gun game, with the
- young fame, what a dumb thing
- but a fun thing, can't wait to see you
- dumping, the 1 train, keep your heart
- pumping, thats just one thing, time to meet
- your ending, Yeah, thats the mothafucking 1 train.
- //lil dippy
- I got bitches riding on me, you'd think I was a train
- bitch, we like polo, gonna pop off like we're champagne
- in the rap game, Lil bitch I own this lane
- you know my bars are fire, don't let me near propane
- cuz I'll fuckin explode
- if you are really from the streets, then you know the code
- I was rapping since 6 years old, this ain't an episode
- we're off the rails, makin' tracks, not on the road
- you know that I am a 1 train
- if you're alive then bitch don't complain.
- this shit is in my blood, all the way to my vain
- bitch my lyrics are something I can't contain
- I'm already on a level, you never gonna obtain
- I don't really give a fuck, ill take a plain Jane
- If your with the opps, leave your shirt with a red stain
- rising to the top, I fucin own this lane
- you already know, I'm a mother fuckin' 1 train
- //Hotshitspitter
- I bust flames, put a lyrical slug in your dumb brain
- Your lungs ain't able to hold the air it takes to make
- A tough verse, I'm allergic to rappers that ain't skilled
- I alert you, I'll burst and you'll be popped like pain pills
- My brain will produce the best sound you ever heard
- You can only address me with a four letter word
- And by that I mean, G O A T
- These G's won't make me stop from making crazy
- Complicated tracks that will never be irrelevant
- I'll take yo pathetic ass down with metal fists
- If you try to hold me back from reaching the top
- In this rap game, this man is the cream of the crop
- Like I'm responsible for sauna, I'm keeping it hot
- You can't try to shoot at me, I'm piecing your Glock
- In a rap battle, your whole team gon' get popped
- I'll throw they bodies in a shredder, then leave from the spot
- Look, the 1 train, get the gun game, with the
- young fame, what a dumb thing
- but a fun thing, can't wait to see you
- dumping, the 1 train, keep your heart
- pumping, thats just one thing, time to meet
- your ending, thats the mothafucking 1 train.
- //JSA 2nd verse
- Let the guts hang, let the gun bang, and act insane, feeling magical like
- david blaine, you must be dead in the brain, to try to stop my reign, still
- pulling out, bitch you driving me the wrong way, better watch out
- where you lay, mothafuckers, know i don't play, bar strikes hard, tic tac toe
- knock down the pane, sticks and stones, break down the homes, must
- stay alone, you could call me by phone, Let the guts hang, let the gun bang,
- pull out in the range, and act the same.
- //EZ_Banz
- Hop on the train, better get on track
- Driftin in the rain, loaded with a mac
- Insane in the brain, like I was on crack
- From train to a plane, then go to Iraq
- Ain't playing this game, AR in the back
- Steel with no stain, bullet size of a grain
- Get shot in yo brain, blood flow to the drain
- If you wake up, shit, you might need a cane
- Rocking this beat like my name was Dwayne
- Poppin the feds like we poppin champagne
- From Puerto Rico and over to Spain
- 24K gold and diamond on chain
- //SmohkinOnHaze
- Im Smokin' On Haze, knock you out in a daze
- when you punch i won't faze, 1 train be shooting
- up in the range, i be rapping while you guys acting
- sane, i'm over here rapping like a sage, some y'all
- wannabes, and fakes, i shot up, piece of cake,
- betta' stay awake, ain't no takin' breaks,
- i will easily knock you out with drapes,
- wild what people can create, i could easily
- stuff you in a snake, drown you in a lake,
- best you stay in your lane cause hayze is the
- deadliest of the date, do you know whats at stake,
- i got your whole career in a choke hold, wait for this
- to unfold, my skills have been untold just waiting
- for the gun pull, im always spitting a pocketful,
- yet you acting like i haven't hit the goal,
- better beg for your parole, it seems you
- don't know, im like shallow water, the more you
- venture out, it always gets smaller, nothing to hide,
- i rap like a dealer, shits getting deeper and deeper,
- and you act like i don't need a feature, hustling
- that 1 train. gun games, with JSA, it ain't nothing
- y'all be out here fussing, im always gunnin', y'all
- screaming and running, lookin' like you need some,
- hot pockets.
- //JSA Last verse
- Knock the eye out ya socket, get knocked unconscious, forgot who did it,
- getting desperate, get it done in a minute, finally remembered that deck
- and who did it, thought you would forget, but you didn't, our skills are very
- distant, anyone who takes a hit, just wants to end it quickly, i hit very strictly
- you act like you could hit me, i'll easily drop your ass very swiftly, gun shot
- fire, i hit like a sniper don't need a scope already spitting fire, no need for a
- lighter, a dollar for a wire, choke you out, i won't expire, blacking out, cause
- I hit them too hard, he's mentally scarred, breath moving apart in the dark,
- ever seen someone die from a pistol whipping, while my knife sharp, got
- the counter and you sweatin', drenched your clothes, once again watch
- where you steppin', my words are like a weapon, vigilante, got the paper
- and im stampin', soon you'll ball up from the crampin'.
- the one train.
- Look, the 1 train, get the gun game, with the
- young fame, what a dumb thing
- but a fun thing, can't wait to see you
- dumping, the 1 train, keep your heart
- pumping, thats just one thing, time to meet
- your ending, thats the mothafucking 1 train.
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