
Kane Train Machinedrum (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)
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[Intro]
Yuh, Kane train
Yeah, yeah
[?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Kane train, came out the trap
If I fall off, I could do the same thing
Rap game, face all over these magazines
I can't slang things
Insane, Bunny Rabbit gang
Throw it down for the set-set
VV when you see me, hold these double Gs
Got my neck wet
[Verse 1]
Anybody killer, hittin' all crews
Crack was movin' slow, I move the dog food
Nigga, fuck the law, I'm breaking all rules
Mix the Fetty Whopper with the dog food
Lost a couple ounces, that's a small move
Pull the 50s out, we bringin' all tools
Get a truck and fill it up with all goons
When the crack was slow, I moved the dog food, nigga
Bitch, it's young Corleone, Soprano baby Tony
Straight out that East Side, my breakfast was eggs and fried bologna
Can't politic if you neutral, I fuck with members only
I pulled up bare faced with choppas, bitch, I ain't send the homies
Fuck niggas gettin' sprayed down
Yellow tape and stretcher gettin' laid down
Come on niggas' block and get some K rounds
Y'all done been my niggas since the playground
Y'all done been my niggas since the sandbox
'Fore I run the turf and got the land locked
Put it in the park and make the gram fly
We was out here serving hand-to-hand rocks, nigga
Yuh, Kane train
Yeah, yeah
[?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Kane train, came out the trap
If I fall off, I could do the same thing
Rap game, face all over these magazines
I can't slang things
Insane, Bunny Rabbit gang
Throw it down for the set-set
VV when you see me, hold these double Gs
Got my neck wet
[Verse 1]
Anybody killer, hittin' all crews
Crack was movin' slow, I move the dog food
Nigga, fuck the law, I'm breaking all rules
Mix the Fetty Whopper with the dog food
Lost a couple ounces, that's a small move
Pull the 50s out, we bringin' all tools
Get a truck and fill it up with all goons
When the crack was slow, I moved the dog food, nigga
Bitch, it's young Corleone, Soprano baby Tony
Straight out that East Side, my breakfast was eggs and fried bologna
Can't politic if you neutral, I fuck with members only
I pulled up bare faced with choppas, bitch, I ain't send the homies
Fuck niggas gettin' sprayed down
Yellow tape and stretcher gettin' laid down
Come on niggas' block and get some K rounds
Y'all done been my niggas since the playground
Y'all done been my niggas since the sandbox
'Fore I run the turf and got the land locked
Put it in the park and make the gram fly
We was out here serving hand-to-hand rocks, nigga
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