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

All aboard, motherfucka, where you out there?
We the tunnel rats riding no care
We big as hell and we fast now cow a run front
Cause we push through the and we hitting shit blunt
We the night train traveling through the under
And we lotus, we in the dark without a prayer
And we out there, come holla, we'll be here
We aimed up and made 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 to these tunnel runners
We coming for you, and stunning, and rep for many others
Atilishiki taught us to stab
In my get your titties and ass a first grab
Hang on cause the train be hitting corners fast
Jump off, we move on and we your ass

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

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

All aboard.
If you think you can
For wicked shit, this is your
All
Ain't shit out the same
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 night train, status.
Must be this tall to ride, cause one of the fastest
Hold tight, fall, where'd you get that ticket?
The bitch bus left, and I you missed it
You know the drill, to the caboose
To shovel coal until you which path to choose
We never gonna stop, it's just too much fun
We got everything we need, nothing has to be
Boxcars of dreams, schemes and thoughts
Money making that were street smart taught
Look out the window, stare the eyes
Of all the people watching us right by
Get out the way, coming through, put your on the track
What you see is what you get, happy traveling rats

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