Here comes the train
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Here comes the train!
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Here comes the train
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Here comes the train!
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All aboard, motherfucka, where you headed out there?
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We the tunnel rats riding without no care
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We big as hell and we fast now cow catch a run front
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Cause we push through the world and we hitting shit blunt
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We the night train traveling through the under layer
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And we lotus, we grow in the dark without a prayer
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And we out there, come holla, we'll be here tomorrow
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We aimed up and made noises in the dark like Amala
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I'm like (Eric!) send the cops over here double time
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I got a head inside a pillowcase I'm banging on a stop sign (Psh)
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Motherfucka, say hello to these tunnel runners
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We coming for you, gunning and stunning, and rep for many others
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Swario Atilishiki taught us to stab
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In my city get your titties and ass a first grab
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Hang on cause the train be hitting many corners fast
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Jump off, we move on and we forget your ass
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Take me through the underground
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Take me through the underground
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I don't want no sun.
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I don't want; I don't want sunlight no more
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Bury me deep underground.
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Bury me deep deep underground
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Let me tunnel run.
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Wanna be a tunnel runner, do ya wanna?
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We a train like a motherfucka long with no end
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They lead the witches everywhere, but leaving ain't my friend
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We see the train coming, richies running, locking they doors
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But they be tripping when the bullets clipping, ripping through the walls
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I gets' wicked like wonka, if you kill me I'll haunt ya
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And trap ya, wake Blaze up from the dead to bitch slap ya
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I lay in my bed, shoot Roman Candles at the ceiling
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I like the fire that rains, and I can't explain the feeling
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I know that I'm alone, but this train is packed
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With people just like me that don't know where the fuck we at
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But this the only format that we fitting, that's it
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Night train coming through with that wicked shit.
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I don't care about the dame that's tied up to the tracks.
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Or stalled out cars, we sawing all o' that in half.
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And don't miss it cause it ain't another train like this.
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So just ride, and don't waste the Whiz. (Shh)
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All aboard.
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If you think you can hang
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For wicked shit, this is your train
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All aboard
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Ain't shit out there the same
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For wicked shit, this is your train
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(Anybody Killa)
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Ya heard my homie Violent J, bitch.
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Step right up, come on in
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Let me see your life begin.
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Take a ride on this night train, psycho status.
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Must be this tall to ride, cause it's one of the fastest
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Hold tight, don't fall, where'd you get that ticket?
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The bitch bus left, and I think you missed it
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You know the drill, back to the caboose
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To shovel coal until you decide which path to choose
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We ain't never gonna stop, it's just too much fun
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We got everything we need, nothing has to be brung
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Boxcars full of dreams, schemes and thoughts
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Money making millionaires that were street smart taught
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Look out the window, stare into the eyes
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Of all the people watching us float right by
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Get out the way, coming through, put your penny on the track
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What you see is what you get, some happy traveling rats
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All aboard.
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If you think you can hang
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For wicked shit, this is your train
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(Hehehe, hey!)
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All aboard.
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Ain't shit out there the same.
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(Na Na Na Na Na Na Na)
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For wicked shit, this is your train.
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(Bwoop Bwoop Bwoop)
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All aboard.
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If you think you can hang.
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(From here to outer space)
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For wicked shit, this is your train.
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(Neptune, bitch!)
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All aboard.
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Ain't shit out there the same.
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(Chick, what!?)
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For wicked shit, this is your train.
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(Psychopathic, intergalactic!)
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The Train (featuring ABK)
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| ICP (Insane Clown Posse) |
