Luyện nghe bài hát The Train

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

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

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

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

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

(Anybody Killa)
Ya heard my Violent J, bitch.
Step up, come on in
Let me see life begin.
Take a ride on this train, psycho status.
Must be this tall to ride, it's one of the fastest
Hold tight, don't fall, where'd you get that
The bitch bus left, and I think you it
You know the drill, to the caboose
To shovel until you decide which path to choose
We ain't never gonna stop, it's just too fun
We got we need, nothing has to be brung
Boxcars of dreams, schemes and thoughts
Money millionaires that were street smart taught
Look out the window, stare into the
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 you can hang
For wicked shit, is your train
(Hehehe, hey!)
All aboard.
Ain't out there 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 wicked shit, this is train.
(Neptune, bitch!)
All aboard.
shit out there the same.
(Chick, what!?)
For wicked shit, is your train.
(Psychopathic, intergalactic!)