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letra de dead letter poets - a train ft. deaf rabbit - dead letter poets

[verse 1: rebel dreamer]
i left minnesota with a chip on my shoulder
hoping florida heals me as i get older
but
i’m torn between the oranges and apples
seeing no differences and that’s just a fact so
listen from the front to the back row
dead letter poets is here to help rap grow
beyond the lives you’ve learned to adapt to
with a p-ssion like this man we can’t lose
writing out my pain with blood stains
riding on this train trying to change the game
but, my brain waves is stuck in this d-mn maze
people telling me where i should aim
screw originality you got to stay the same
or
you’re going to end up on the wall of shame
so we’re going to prove you wrong gain our fame
and leave our footprints in the earth’s remains

[hook: deaf rabbit]
i gave my last hope now
my life and all my soul
i booked my lane
i’m on the a train
yea
improve and grow
owe
so low
i float
i reach all of my goals
cause i am on the
a, a, a train

[verse 2: trem sol]
often i’m caught off up in the image
of living life as a thinker
p-wning off of my highness
mistaking me as foolish will make you lose it
my logic often confusing
i use it or triple try it
live like worms
firm on earth
but blind like sun hitting your iris
and still i eel
shocked, deep, current
constantly the prophecy moves further
and inclines like legs in recline
don’t say its break time
just halt the mic murder
earning a grasp of sensibilities
still we feeling a switch like utilities
now we on like pots to stoves
got beats to shape things and
flows to steam metals
dlp we meet and pop kettles
got to stay on track
a train!
sol!
get em!

(chorus)

[verse 3: rebel dreamer]
walk on water to see if i could tempt fate
saw the ocean ripple like beat breaks
filtered emotions
drown them till my bones ache
death reached his hand and offers an escape
in retrospect
i’m not scared of death
i want to reach heaven with no regrets
step through the light
with my last breath
looked god in the eyes and hear him say
respect

[verse 4: trem sol]
reflect on past dept
to stay fresh like
arm and hand
more to inch my wingspan
past the limits of skies into the galaxies core
now ablaze
psychological phase amazing
blazing my thoughts
hazing my lose
raise above, don’t forget
remember this
act as acids corrode, grow, and manage
motives clear as gl-ss
we’re here till time p-sses

(chorus)

[outro: deaf rabbit]
now
shawdy keep it lock down
times are getting tough now
everybody out is going to try to take advantage now
yea, yea
but that’s just the game
you’re on the b line and we’re on the a train
and be as it may
the haters they call but i can’t hear a ring
you look at them no they got nothing to gain
they’re on the b line and we’re on the a train
yea, yeah
they’re on the b line and we’re on the a train
yea, yea, yea
they’re on the b line and we’re on the a train

- dead letter poets

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