Why You Take That 1 Train by Thibaut Narme Lyrics

Your hood’s on
Your try to cuddle with the ghetto, but–
No chilling in the harsh world narrative

They hammered the iron
But your mettle don’t bend
Out, burned, on the ground
You show up at every meeting with a battery
Attracted to Adversity, you always step in the arena
For a sense of identity
For a pass at intimacy

And you want to cut throats
Leave a proof
Mark your stance

The blood on your face
Your teeth at the jugular
The blade in their side

Here’s your belonging
And you fetched an understanding
That’s why you started with the one good line
Just to crash on everyone
As you hustled the ailment
And decoyed every feeling

Off energy, the wings vanished,
Your bubble popped,
But your bull sticks
You're in their face now

What did you expect would happen then?