A$AP Rocky, Kendrick Lamar, Joey Bada$$, Yelawolf, Danny Brown, Action Bronson, Big K. R. I. T. - 1Train(2012)

[00:13.10] Uh (Uh), feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary
[00:17.03] Tell my A$AP killers, get they pistols ready
[00:20.27] Send 'em to the cemetery with obituaries
[00:23.06] Don't be scared, nigga, is you ready?
[00:25.49] I've been thinkin' 'bout all the O's in my bank account (what?)
[00:28.32] Extra hoes in my bed is 'round the same amount (what?)
[00:31.28] Ever since this new star fame came about
[00:33.89] Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out, huh
[00:37.56] Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
[00:39.74] Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
[00:42.93] Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling
[00:45.54] (I know one thing) Anything is better than that 1 Train
[00:48.47] Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar
[00:51.15] Dee, probably sellin' D in your local courtyard
[00:54.19] Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
[00:57.28] Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws
[00:59.83] We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
[01:02.56] With a toe-tag, get broke off in the projects with a skateboard
[01:05.20] I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "Doo, doo," I hate y'all
[01:08.17] When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm, mmm!"
[01:10.49] Let's play ball in a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold
[01:13.01] I rhyme cold, my K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9's on
[01:16.77] That banana clip, straight from the rip
[01:19.50] I'll make that shirt say R.I.P. I'm on some shit
[01:22.35] If I'm not the hottest then Hell must have froze over
[01:25.14] You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
[01:28.25] I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
[01:30.87] Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
[01:33.87] Spine right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
[01:36.64] Darts at your posters, dark nights like this
[01:39.57] I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist
[01:42.37] Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff
[01:45.78] Barely even conscious, talkin' to my conscience
[01:48.43] Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches
[01:51.33] I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons
[01:54.58] Don't sell rocks, seen the spectrum through the prisms
[01:57.66] Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
[02:00.52] The violence and the killin', so given
[02:02.77] They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
[02:05.32] Unfortunately, I am not that type of niglet
[02:08.36] But pass the pot, let me skillet
[02:10.50] Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
[02:14.27] And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc
[02:16.63] But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks
[02:20.17] And I swear it hurt me soul
[02:22.16] I try to prevail, but when I preach, I only hurt their sales
[02:25.11] Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
[02:28.00] But you my nigga, wish you the best for real
[02:31.23] When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
[02:33.83] Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it, Painter
[02:36.97] Skater, musician, trailer park, dirt-ditch-diggin'
[02:39.62] Burger-flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein', you would be in
[02:42.83] Trouble to body-double or couple me to these others
[02:45.64] 'Cause comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
[02:48.53] That they put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's
[02:50.99] I huddle with Nubians, new beginnin' again
[02:53.89] You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's goin' gold
[02:57.09] And so? Great! Do I give a flying duck
[02:59.86] If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
[03:02.56] Alabama's climbin' up, wait! No, I don't give a
[03:05.63] Flying duck nothin' but a buckshot, ch-pow!
[03:08.54] Motherfuck your life, pussy blood-clot
[03:11.04] Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
[03:13.92] And thawed out for a spot date at a Coachella show—Yelawolf
[03:17.67] Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
[03:19.98] And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
[03:22.90] Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson, penny loafers
[03:25.44] Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
[03:28.50] Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
[03:30.47] Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
[03:33.26] Bitch, when I say this, I mean this: Ho, I'm the meanest
[03:36.87] Dick so big, it's like from Earth to Venus
[03:39.77] That molly got me nauseous, aw, shit, no off switch
[03:42.53] Lawless, obnoxious, on that "Suck my cock" shit
[03:45.40] That is my synopsis, ostrich's posh shit
[03:48.53] Hoes on some goth shit, stop it! You not this!
[03:51.70] Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward
[03:54.02] Cryin' tears of vodka, prima donna at the concert
[03:56.83] Adonis smokin' chronic, 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
[03:59.54] Just bein' honest, tell me, isn't that ironic?
[04:03.14] Swiftly, I shift the Bimmer 860
[04:05.31] A heavy smoker, so you know I brought the Blake with me
[04:08.56] The moon's reflection off the lake hit me
[04:11.18] You should have stayed with me
[04:12.36] Now many Asian bitches lay with me
[04:14.19] The face is silky like a tablecloth
[04:16.27] My shorty gallop in the mornin' on the beach like a Chilean horse
[04:19.85] Red roses dropped from boxes very often
[04:22.68] Confetti torchin', drinkin' Henny like I'm Kenny Lofton
[04:25.74] Outstandin'
[04:26.82] I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Gramblin'
[04:29.82] You see us scramblin', sellin' Susan Sarandon
[04:32.68] The cloud of smoke like the phantom
[04:34.67] Damn, this shit tastes like fantastic, uh
[04:37.14] You see me comin' through in each state
[04:39.76] Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake
[04:42.85] Cuffed to my wrist, I've got the briefcase
[04:45.14] The gavel slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham
[04:48.10] Big K.R.I.T., shawty
[04:49.06] Spit like my last breath: casket rap, six deep
[04:51.11] Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'lac with flats
[04:54.17] After that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
[04:56.73] Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
[04:59.38] All I had was rap, when all they had was wack
[05:01.21] All I wanted was love and all they had was dap
[05:03.45] Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes, a championship win is
[05:05.52] The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm, slap a bitch
[05:08.22] Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
[05:11.26] Chokin' niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with
[05:14.07] Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxin' if you want a hit
[05:17.06] Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here
[05:19.81] Been a killer, '86er nigga, that's my born year
[05:23.17] Get the fuck from 'round here, that's just my country ways
[05:25.62] Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
[05:28.29] Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
[05:31.13] Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass
[05:33.92] I put that on my soul, how could you ever doubt me?
[05:36.47] Most rappers hopin' the world end so they won't have to drop another album
[05:39.69] B.B. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
[05:42.80] In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
[05:45.51] (That wasn't no sample, nigga!)
[05:46.22] Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past
[05:48.32] Fuck your Louis flag, poppin' benji tags on your wifey's ass (On your wifey's ass)
[05:51.60] That's out of line, but in livin' color?
[05:53.39] I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers: a true artist
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