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

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

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

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

All aboard.
If you you can hang
For wicked shit, is your train
All
Ain't shit out there the
For wicked shit, is your train

(Anybody Killa)
Ya heard my homie J, bitch.
right up, come on in
Let me see your begin.
Take a ride on this train, psycho status.
Must be this tall to ride, cause it's one of the
tight, don't fall, where'd you get that ticket?
The bus left, and I think you missed it
You know the drill, to the caboose
To shovel coal until you decide which path to
We ain't gonna stop, it's just too much fun
We got we need, nothing has to be brung
full of dreams, schemes and thoughts
Money making millionaires were street smart taught
Look out the window, stare into the
Of all the people watching us right by
Get out the way, coming through, put your penny on the
What you see is what you get, some happy rats

All aboard.
If you think you can
For wicked shit, this is your
(Hehehe, hey!)
All aboard.
Ain't shit out the same.
(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
For shit, this is your train.
(Bwoop Bwoop)
All aboard.
If you you can hang.
(From to outer 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!)