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letra de train station - kaelar

[intro]
[verse 1]
paper blunts, backwood scum
leave ‘em all confused and stunned
i got some joints rolled up
but for now i don’t need em
i’ll come up, i’ve got faith
new ideas, i’ve got 8
grams of weed, dinner plate
mumble rap is what i hate
soon i be feeling invincible
head of the school, i’m the principle
i beat you up with some syllables
after i finish my cereal
they still sleeping in my empire
same old rap game, yeah they’ve been tired
i’ll wake em up when i spit fire
dragon’s breath, but no cider
i’ll be out, drinking beer
then i do magic on ya, disappear
i’m a wizard, i’m in 9th gear
i drive ahead, they’re in the rear view mirror
i am no sinner, i’m getting rid of the label beginner
getting rid of these fidget spinners
i’m having trending b-tches for dinner
i be reshaping the earth with my flow
erosion, hold up, wow
explosion, vulcano
it’s not jupiter maximo
it’s maximus, get the right label
flow so strong got the mice wading
i’m beaming hot like a lightsaber
going to bed, goodnight, later

[verse 2]
i’m back, balling in belgium
it’s my birthday and i’m bored
i’m secretly sad, but still a savage
bought 21 sandwiches at the store
i’m wearily starting a war
apparently falling apart
but i’ll pick up the pieces after pinning the needle
viciously in the voodoo-doll’s heart
i don’t pick up my phone
i’m sick of not being alone
there’s only few people that don’t p-ss me off
you’ll find me chilling at home
or in the studio, we just built that
i’m sick of people i don’t feel bad
i’m still getting used to being back
but my bars are still bullets, i k!ll tracks
i just did a 6 hour drive
to get us some weed for tonight
i love working while high
i love spitting raps at the mic
and that’s why
i’ll go acapella next verse

[verse 3]
last verse, you got bad burned
‘cuz i spit fire on you mad nerds
what i did when i heard your track, errr
i compared it to my fat t-rd
i’ll get my name on the billboard
rhythm, i just have a feel for it
your simple raps are real boring
i am o’neal, i’m still scoring
i’ll sh-g your girl and then i’ll sn-tch your pearl
i could be on the top i just lack earls voice
your neck is diamond, mine is turquoise
you call that rapping? i just heard noise
fact-checking is my first choice
you’ll be mad it happened
but the back lash of your rap trash
won’t get no girls moist
that’s all your after, i rap automatic
i go denzel on you, this track’s traumatic
you was ready to leave, so get back to packing
if you’re still here tomorrow i’ll go rakatak on you wacks
acapella, i can’t make coach-lla
but trust me in real life i’d be your favorite fella
what’s overrated is an instrumental
i don’t need no beat, i’ll just pick the pen and i’ll write
but i gotta stop it
no more minutes left on my pocket watch
yeah i’ve been the best, i am topnotch
i just skipped the beat, like it’s hopscotch
don’t go offending me, i’ll dip you in bleach
they call me the leader, i call the shots
i’ll robotically put up the b and the c
and put myself at first, i’m the alpha-bot
i’m ranting, so let’s end it, stop
you call me the rap king
but i’m presenting a god

- kaelar

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