1 Train

Yeah, Yeah

 

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.

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!)

 

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.

 

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

 

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.

 

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.

 

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

 

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.

 

 

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.