Luyện nghe bài hát One Train

[Verse 1: Rocky]
Feeling like a or a missionary
my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the with obituaries
Don't be scared, nigga, is you
I've been thinking 'bout all the O's in my account
X the O's in my bed is the same amount
Ever since new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his hang
to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game the hustling
(I one thing) Anything is better than that 1 train
Bag of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Dee, selling D in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la go hard
Down to my inlaws, outlaws with no laws

[Verse 2: Lamar]
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got at
With a toe-tag, get off, in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all
When the beef cooked, I ate like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme
My K hot, your 9 cold, bark like K9 drone
That banana clip, from the rip
I'll make that shirt say RIP, I'm on some
If I'm not the hottest then must've froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot what the was
I carry traits of a soldier
Don't look in my face, I snap, I might choke ya
Spine out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at posters, dark nights like this
I metamorph like I'm ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and drop off cliff

3: Joey Bada$$]
Barely conscious, talking to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I prisons
Don't sell rocks the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the and the -isms
The violence and the killin', so
They seen my pigment and thought was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not type of niglet
But the pot let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with
And I'm 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still to the rocks
And I it hurt me soul
I try to prevail, but when I preach it only their sales
Like you're only gon' end up either or in jail
But you my nigga, you the best for real

[Verse 4:
When you mention my amongst other white rappers
Or for matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park ditch diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' bein', you would be in
to body double or couple me to these others
Cause speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
they put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's
I huddle with Nubians, new beginning
You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's gold
And so? GREAT. Do I a flying duck
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus us?
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I give a
duck, nothing but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood
never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show,

5: Danny Brown]
Weed a different color a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like and pans in pantries
Antsy cause I'm high Michael Jackson penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with on
Bitch pussy smell a penguin
hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
Bitch when I say I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, from Earth to Venus
molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock"
is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
Hoes on some God shit, it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, and awkward
Cryin' tears of vodka donna at the concert
smokin' chronic 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
Just bein honest, tell me, isn't ironic?

[Verse 6: Bronson]
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A heavy so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon's off the lake hit me
You should've stayed me
Now many Asian bitches lay me
The face is silky a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach a Chilean horse
Red roses drop on boxes very
Confetti torture, drinking like I'm Kenny Lofton

I the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, Susan Sarandon
The cloud of smoke like the
Damn this shit like fantastic
You see me comin' in each state
Just so the lord could put the inside the cheesecake
to my wrist I've got the briefcase
The slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham

7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT,
Spit like my last casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the is back, out come the 'Lac with flats
After that, I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all they had was
All I was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and them hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open slap a bitch
the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out with the that they anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you a hit
Clear, your career, bitch, I was born here
a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born year
Get the from 'round here, that's just my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was blade
grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you ever me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they have to drop another album
B.B. saw the king in me, so why can't you?
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up and Elvis, too
Muddy flow, Dixie rebel past
Fuck your Louis flag, benji tags on your wifey's ass
out of line, but in living color?
I'm more like Miya on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist