[Rench]
Hear that train come rolling
And you know I'm bound to ride
Hear that train come rolling
Gotta move on down the line'

[R-SON]
My mind can make mount everest out of a mole hill
Fuck a brand name game my budget is low frills
The show skills are so ill, that after it's seen
Then the audience needs to be quarantined

Ronin's of rhyme- we follow the samurai code but we don't take orders from the shogun
Maintaining independence like a slave on the lam
I'm writing freedom songs for the sake of my fam'

No mistaking Ran' for the norm, I'm above that
This is the beginning the potential is untapped
I rhyme for heads wondering where is the love at
I rhyme to keep hip hop alive and you just rap

Cold as flakes of snow on arctic glaciers
Try to to copy my style like carbon paper
The sub zero nature of the words that I'm writing
Will leave you hypothermic from all the frost biting
[Rench]
Hear that train come rolling
[Dolio the Sleuth]
Soon as the beat drops hear them stomp to the floor
[Rench]
And you know I'm bound to ride
[Dolio the Sleuth]
When the bow hits the fiddle hear them give a little more
[Rench]
Hear that train come rolling
[Dolio the Sleuth]
Soon as the beat drops hear them stomp to the floor
[Rench]
Gotta move on down the line'
[Dolio the Sleuth]
They don't want war cause them boys hardcore

[Dolio the Sleuth]
Still on the bubble out the woods with the shiners
Open up the tap and pour some stout over your cider
I've got a heaping helping of some beef for you biters
Sharpen your incisors, allow me to oblige ya

Write a million pages trap and keep it in a binder
Then paint a vivid picture over pristine primer
Running with a shovel chasing rabbits out the briar
Double up your trouble pouring fuel on the fire
Your goose is cooked, hear the buzz on the timer?
Sunshine units clicking on your geiger
Sweet crude through the lyrical refiner
Canary in the shaft sending warnings to the miners

No sense in jumping in the pit with the tigers
Go and practice up and get your flows a little tighter
Tell me what defines it , the freedom or the fighter?
-Cry babies defecating in your diapers

[Rench]
Hear that train come rolling
[Dolio the Sleuth]
Soon as the beat drops hear them stomp to the floor
[Rench]
And you know I'm bound to ride
[Dolio the Sleuth]
When the bow hits the fiddle hear them give a little more
[Rench]
Hear that train come rolling
[Dolio the Sleuth]
Soon as the beat drops hear them stomp to the floor
[Rench]
Gotta move on down the line'
[Dolio the Sleuth]
They don't want war cause them boys hardcore