[Intro] Doors slide open, winter on the rail One coin in my pocket, one story to tell [Verse 1] I step where the tiled walls carry every footfall Notebook bent twice in the pocket of my work clothes Map lines cross like plans nobody finished I turn missed stops into a sentence with a rhythm Vendor counts change, conductor calls time Old man taps twice to the pulse of the line No stage, no velvet, just a bench and a pen I make a crowded car feel spacious again [Chorus] Boom bap rap, let the whole train rock Steel under the soles and the beat won’t stop Boom bap rap, from the tunnel to the block Write it on the ticket, let the real ones talk [Verse 2] Graffiti on the column, fresh paint over history Every generation leaves a different mystery I hear a kick drum hiding in the turnstile click Snare in the brake squeal, bass in the tunnel shift Short lines, sharp mind, no borrowed disguise Truth in the details, not a slogan in the sky When the doors open wide, I deliver my proof One breath, two bars, then I vanish with the groove [Chorus] Boom bap rap, let the whole train rock Steel under the soles and the beat won’t stop Boom bap rap, from the tunnel to the block Write it on the ticket, let the real ones talk [Bridge] Next stop, breathe in Last stop, begin No spotlight needed The city lets us in [Verse 3] I know the late shift faces, the students with the folders The mother with the stroller, the drummer on the corner Different destinations, same rattle in the frame Everybody carries something they refuse to name So I put it in the rhythm, make a little room to stand Turn a worn-out platform into someplace we can plan If the surface gets loud, we go lower, stay exact Meet me where the rails hum—boom bap on the track [Chorus] Boom bap rap, let the whole train rock Steel under the soles and the beat won’t stop Boom bap rap, from the tunnel to the block Write it on the ticket, let the real ones talk [Outro] Doors close, wheels turn, ink dries in the dark One more line riding home, one more little spark
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