Luyện nghe bài hát Stop That Train

It's a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr Ale
I've got nothing to lose so I'm on the third rail
Groggy eyed and fried I'm for the station
D-Train ride Island vacation

Dedicated to the boofers in the back of the 1
They'll be out windows high on cocaine
Jump the turnstyle I lost my token
Riding between the cars pissing

Also finger
Two bums fucking I seen rocking
Head for the last car fluorescent light
told my homeboy put that crack out

You know you light up when the go down
the New York, Post Fulton, St. Downtown
Same faces every day but you don't know names
Party people going on the D-Train

French trench wing tip going to work
Pulling a train like Kirk
pocket gangsters paying their debts
Caught a bullet in the lung from Bernie

and underpaid staring at the floor
Prostitutes spandex caught in the dong doors
Stuck between the it seems like an eternity
like sardines in a flophouse fraternity

$50.00 for disturbing the peace
The neck tortoise the Lee's
Hot cup of coffee and the are Dunkin
Friday night and Queens funkin

platform never gonna conform
Riding the diner where I always get my toast warm
Bust into the conductor's booth and out rhymes
Over the speaker about the hard times

Sat from a man readin' El Diario
the train down from El Barrio
Went from the straight to Orange Julius
Bought a hot dog from my man George