Luyện nghe bài hát The Train

Here comes the
Here the train!
Here comes the
comes the train!

All aboard, motherfucka, where you headed out
We the tunnel rats without no care
We big as hell and we now cow catch a run front
Cause we push through the and we hitting shit blunt
We the night traveling through the under layer
And we lotus, we grow in the dark without a
And we out there, holla, we'll be here tomorrow
We up and made noises in the dark like Amala
I'm like (Eric!) the cops over here double time
I got a head a pillowcase I'm banging on a stop sign (Psh)
Motherfucka, say hello to tunnel runners
We coming for you, and stunning, and rep for many others
Swario taught us to stab
In my city get your titties and ass a grab
Hang on cause the be hitting many corners fast
Jump off, we on and we forget your ass

Take me the underground
Take me the underground
I don't no sun.
I want; I don't want sunlight no more
Bury me underground.
Bury me deep underground
Let me run.
Wanna be a runner, do ya wanna?

We a train a motherfucka long with no end
They lead the witches everywhere, but leaving my friend
We see the coming, richies running, locking they doors
But be tripping when the bullets clipping, ripping through the walls
I gets' wicked like wonka, if you kill me I'll ya
And trap ya, wake Blaze up the dead to bitch slap ya
I lay in my bed, Roman Candles at the ceiling
I the fire that rains, and I can't explain the feeling
I that I'm alone, but this train is packed
With people just like me that know where the fuck we at
But this the only format we fitting, that's it
Night train coming through that wicked shit.
I don't about the dame that's tied up to the tracks.
Or stalled out cars, we all o' that in half.
And miss it cause it ain't another train like this.
So ride, and don't waste the Whiz. (Shh)

All aboard.
If you think you can
For wicked shit, this is your
All
shit out there the same
For wicked shit, this is your

(Anybody Killa)
Ya my homie Violent J, bitch.
Step right up, on in
Let me see life begin.
Take a ride on this train, psycho status.
Must be this tall to ride, cause one of the fastest
Hold tight, don't fall, where'd you get that
The bitch bus left, and I think you it
You the drill, back to the caboose
To shovel coal until you which path to choose
We ain't never gonna stop, it's too much fun
We got everything we need, has to be brung
full of dreams, schemes and thoughts
Money making millionaires that were street taught
out the window, stare into the eyes
Of all the people us float right by
Get out the way, coming through, put your penny on the
What you see is what you get, happy traveling rats

All aboard.
If you think you can
For shit, this is your train
(Hehehe, hey!)
All aboard.
shit out there the same.
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
For wicked shit, this is train.
(Bwoop Bwoop)
All aboard.
If you you can hang.
(From here to space)
For shit, this is your train.
(Neptune, bitch!)
All aboard.
Ain't out there the same.
(Chick, what!?)
For shit, this is your train.
(Psychopathic, intergalactic!)