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seuss - 1 train كلمات الأغنية

(musick)
just a hard-nosed brown beard viking
your girl’s c0ke mini-soda -ss ain’t exciting
a big joke, i don’t even yearn for the sighting
but green smoke, that’ll have me turn for a lighting
an urn for your micing, i’m never through wiping
whatever you plan to do with my new psyche
my shirt is two-striping, jacket one nike
the chance i make a p-ss upon your chick is none likely
i think of puns nightly, never phased
i got armor son, knightly, a sort of way
with the phrases i might be the lord and savior
to artists just like me, a white geek with tight beats
and bright leads of teflon, despite we get slept on
my type b won’t hype me but fight me and you’re dead, p-wn
who’s red dawn dims lightly until dead, gone
with no life, hold tight, a k!ller with my pen drawn

(papa slam)
been a minute since i hit it got my k!llers me
the dope crew rolling through with the trigger itchy
shots in the burner, i swear you’ve never heard her
when she claps y’all better hide cause she’s seeking out the
murderous rhyming the sick boys always staying on ice
we tipping slow on the candy paint got codeine in the sprite
drowned in a room full of pads, straight jacket because i’m mental
then the guys broke me out threw the beat, pad, and the pencil
now i’m dropping lines from left and right above the mediocrity
pandora’s box was opened ain’t no way somebody stopping me
astounded that the kid can spit, he’s white he’s got a polo shirt
but f-ck it i’mma peel my scalp to show you how my brains at work
i’ll snap your neck then cash the check the works up in the nap sack
we split the o’s and when i’m done i look to where the -ss at
we the team, get the green, money, dolla, cream
never sleep because when i’m awake i’m finna live the dream

(c-k!llah)
on one train, shoot through your brain like kurt cobain
our lyrics spraying like guns, probably need a gun range
wild i think we’re untamed, child you know i’m done playing
miles from my compet-tive flying away on one plane
hottest mcs on the spot
i’m taking lessons from rappers like biggie and pac
(can you feel me?!)
i know you here me, my voice is clear as crystal is
nicky, susi, greezy, k!llah now you’re hard as pistols is
i mastered the flow, i m-ssacre every track with an axel
it’s game / set / match in your -ss you ain’t ready to go
ready to blow every single verse is a show
every verse is a black he-rs- sent back to death row, k!lla
now tell me what you’re gonna do next
i’m grabbing the mic and then your girl and turn her into your ex
i finish a rap and i p-ss it to whoever is next
this is one verse, just wait until you hear the rest

(greezy)
i’m feeling blessed and i thank god cause i appreciate it
i stay plan b cause i’m f-ckin b-tches inebriated
i think it’s shady i’m the shadow that your chick is shading
just bring her to me dawg, especially if she’s misbehaving
now i digress, only f-ckin if she’s undressed
from her sundress it’s her guess if she wants to touch it be my guest
hey sus, i came in here jesus
like sick mus, i mean musick, sh-t i got some f-ckin screws loose
i got 5 rappers here, so you can keep your papoose
i’ll name them just because they’re gods like almighty bruce
greezy, nicky, c k!llah, and jeremy susi
we’re flowing like the c-mma coming out your b-tches coochi
let’s play it back because i thought i heard some white noise
papa slam is k!llin’ slattery slaughter you boys
these are my dudes and i’ll remind if you didn’t know
you f-ck with them you’ll be a bronco at the super bowl
we got the watches, got the polo, yeah we got fame
you’re looking like a bum riding on that one train

(nicky b)
off the rails on one train, got sick thoughts, that’s one brain
go cl!ck clack on this track like nick back to blow a quick stack
eat a quick snack, get a tic tac, i’m the best and that’s a quick fact
she follow me into my room and you’ll be lucky you get that b-tch back
like “oh sh-t,” i am back, one train that’s amtrak
one chain that’s so cold, one below, my gun go (blanks)
cause i don’t have one, train of thought: it’s a mad one
sane i’m not, need a pad room, get brain a lot like i’m brad pitt
like i’m mad rich with a bad b-tch, not average, do taxes
fl!ck ashes on axis like c-ssius skip my cl-sses
got other rappers hanging in a motha f-cking noose
i sit back and stuff a motha f-cking b-tch caboose
in the -ss then relax, take a swig of goose
who set this crazy train on the loose?

- seuss

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