[Verse 1 Rebel Dreamer] I left Minnesota with a chip on my shoulder Hoping Florida heals me as I get older But Im torn between the oranges and apples Seeing no differences and thats just a fact so Listen from the front to the back row Dead letter poets is here to help rap grow Beyond the lives youve learned to adapt to With a passion like this man we cant 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 damn maze People telling me where I should aim Screw originality you got to stay the same Or Youre going to end up on the wall of shame So were going to prove you wrong gain our fame And leave our footprints in the earths remains [Hook Deaf Rabbit] I gave my last hope now My life and all my soul I booked my lane Im 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 Im caught off up in the image Of living life as a thinker Pawning 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 Dont 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 Im 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, dont forget Remember this Act as acids corrode, grow, and manage Motives clear as glass Were here till time passes 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 thats just the game Youre on the B line and were on the A Train And be as it may The haters they call but I cant hear a ring You look at them no they got nothing to gain Theyre on the B line and were on the A Train Yea, Yeah Theyre on the B line and were on the A Train Yea, Yea, Yea Theyre on the B line and were on the A Train
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