Prologue

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Tra1n

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Steady talking that slick trash
With they sick ass
Walk up on me
It’s all daps
Like they rooting for me
With all claps
But that’s all traps
Cuz they all rats
I see the snakes in the tall grass
Tilt the brim on my ball cap
Pour the Rem in my tall glass
And fall back
Cuz I’m all rap
Freight Train lay tracks
And he spit cold facts
Everybody know what the truth is
But don’t f*ck with me
Cuz like Eazy-E
I show up, show out, I’m ruthless
Show me where the booth is
Cuz I need to lay me a verse
Y’all 16s are some throw aways
Whole tapes be sounding like Nerf
And that’s soft ball
Cuz y’all amateurs
Question me and I’ll damage ya
Show me to your manager
Because maybe you should learn to hold a camera bruh
I don’t need to know where the throne is
Just put me where the dome is
They opening and I’m closing
Cuz they goin in
Til my show end
And now how I’m suppose to introduce myself
When I step on stage and they be like “who’s this”
Til they hear my voice, feel my flow
Catch my vibe and they be like he rips
RIP to all that mumble shit
Usually I’m on my humble tip
But I’m hungry
Feeling like a lion on the prowl
So I guess this your welcome to the jungle bitch
This here’s the story of a champion
Who’s acumen
Is backed by a knack to win
He packs a pen and pad
And really packs em in
And any competition
He be lapping them
Running the track like Usain
Cuz Winning be his true aim
Spitting plutonium and
Moving like he’s Bruce Wayne
Or more so Bane
With his 6’4 frame
Cuz Freight Train
Knocks lames into they own lane
Uh
I’m on a mission
Feeling like a politician
I make em listen
Cuz lyricism is what they missing
Don’t wanna miss him
Waiting on me like the last train
Like it was written
I’m the Thanos of the rap game
Don’t make me snap
Cuz once I do
Y’all really can’t come back
I’m here to G check rap
And I been on that
Hit on hats
And really kick on cats
Until I reclaim wax
Put my spin on that
Rather split my cap
Then give Hip-Hop back
And dawg that’s big facts
Can’t wait to see Tia Hill
Letty Martinez or Jacques Morel
Explaining my lyrics up on genius
I be deeper than the seas
When my pen bleeds
So over y’all heads
You need telescope to get me
Can still turn up so don't tempt me
Too easy these days
Making money by being empty
I can promise y’all that I am simply
The shit y’all been waiting on
Whether you’re with me or against me
This just the prologue
A fuckin intro
So you better believe
The album’s anything but simple
I’m the repo man
Y’all had the game too long
It’s just a rental
Take it and clench it up in my dentals
Hungry and vicious since they let me out the kennel
But you can try to take it from the sentinel
But it’s my turn
Imma let the whole world burn
If can’t change the music or the mental
No tats on my face
And no guns on my waist
I can promise y’all I’m something different
Ate crumbs for the taste
Sat and waited for plates
Now it’s time for y’all asses to listen
Uhh

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