King Henry - 1 Train lyrics

[Verse 1: King Henry] Wicked, yeah, you know that is my flow I gotta hit these people up with something they don't know They say my flow is legendary but I already know You see R.G.O.D. is making money but we keep making more I'm repping Royalty 'til the day I die You would think I was L.B.A. the way I shine Each time I'm on the track, I k** it each and every time We up next, yeah, we the next in line The way I spit my lyrics, everybody wanna hear it But I got a lot of haters and all they do is fear it I inherited this talent and this is just the beginning I'm the king, yes, I know, and I am always winning Royal City, yeah, we stay on top Z-Mane and Armyboy, yeah, the flow don't stop R.G.O.D. 'til the day I go, f** these hoes I'm King Henry and that's for sure, I'm gone! [Verse 2: Armyboy] I go hard and my flow hard, can't take that, then stay back Cause I slay tracks like A$AP, long live he, I, Army Make you bleed, I blast thee like (BLAH! BLAH!), that's nasty They gon' be like don't eat, but (MM-MMH!), I ate y'all Full appetite and my rapping right, I take them down then claim the crown I get around, this my place, ain't no winning in my race See my face, I'm cereal, no Fruit Loops and Cheerio's But here we go, geronimo, just like bu*ter, I'm on a roll I'm having a blast so do not get run over They tell me to freeze, but wait, I am much colder Y'all ain't moving me like a 15 ton boulder I'm crazy, I'm loco while you are el pollo And I do it grande while you are just poco You hear my vocals, I'm telling no joke So if you play this, you cannot bear it like oso You k** me? Ho-ho! Boy, that's a no-no! [Verse 3: MC Khronic aka K.T.] All aboard on the 1 train (CHOO-CHOO!) I'm the conductor and I'm insane (heh heh heh heh!) So sit your a** down and f**ing listen Cause the MC is on the mic and he's bout to be spittin' I'm the tiger in this jungle All these lame muthaf**as talkin' sh**.. gettin' crumbled f** with the pride and get attacked by the numbers Got the blitzkrieg tactics when I come for you Hit me up, triple 6, that's my number Got the homie Satan, what makes you think I'm a run from you I'm pretty ignorant but ask me if I give a f** Screaming "f** everyone", grab my AK, and shoot em up I make rhymes insane from the membrane Get your a** hanged from your collar, chilling on the big crane 187 to the pigs in blue Get comfortable when you feel the knife coming for you (b*tch!) [Verse 4: Tone] Ugh, T.O.N.E., n***a! Ugh! Even legends have their own weakness What's Michael Jordan to Iverson? Got this thing for smashing and then leaving I know the reaper got me when time is spent So why repent if I'm a lie again? Why sin if Jesus died again? But with all these hoes in my reaches Maybe I'm meant to have no remorse on these b**hes Am I supposed to care to their hearts? But how I do that? I ain't a f**ing doctor, n***a Am I supposed to lie to them all? I got a good example from my f**ing father, n***a Don't ever talk about me because it's all about us And when I say D's, they know it's all D's nuts My circle stay small cause n***a's hard to trust So don't f** with us, my n***a's quick to bust! [Verse 5: Z-Mane] Huh, Z-Maannne Look, spit like a cobra that ain't sober, n***a, drink your pain Close your eyes, make a wish, ask for light, or pray for reign Ain't no shame in the game of a playa havin' thangs Why you n***as hating? Y'all should be ashamed All I know is I stay on my grind, never wasting time Ain't nobody seeing me, you n***as blind, open up your eyes sometime Watch me shine, light bright on you s**as like my homie Daley Rollin' like I'm Caspa and sipping red Kool-Aid cause that's my favorite Ain't worried bout you new n***as, y'all soft like jello pudding Coming through with something heavy, doin' things you n***as couldn't Haha, you just visiting, I was born here k**in' it since 96, uh, n***a, that's my born year Yeah, I live that city life, but I'm back to my country ways Grubbin', smashin', slappin' n***as, paper stacking up like Lays Gettin' payed, slamming Caddy doors, this was everyday Miss me with that nonsense if you can't say it to my face My n***as know wha**up, I'll always hold them down Reppin' my team since I was 8, you'll never see me taking off my crown And Trotman City know I got 'em, too, that's how we do You thought Royal City was bangin? Just wait 'til The Boy in Blue (T Double B!) And that War Games? Naw, that ain't for lames I'm true times two, guess I better put on 4 chainz That's on the real, but to keep it realer? I'm just like Bun Beeda on you n***as, keep it triller It's Royal City [Outro: Z-Mane] Yeah.... Royal City... Z-Mane, Armyboy... 1 Train....we out!