gettin hit straight wit da law, and hit hard, till ur sound is close-to-aweLeave you leakin out your neck from a dislocated jaw;
I'm front line like Rudolph the red-nosed Reindeer,
So you when you see the red light, beware, cuz Tramain's near;
No shame, fear, or panic, that's an action of disgrace,
The tear drop I wanna see will be tatted on your face;
Wait, wait wait, now, you gone have to come better than that Tramain.
Tramain's in the building! Everybody *Shush* be quiet,
Yeah, that's the one who made the church choir turn violent;
Silent but deadly, no hesitation for the crew to ride,
Do or die, make a king cobra committ suicide;
Now, who am I? The lyrical Godzilla down in Houston,
Cypher sicker than convicts in mental instituitions;
More amazing than the Titanic, I'm the king of the world,
Take the crown away from Kong and say I f*cked his girl;
Call my s**t guerilla nasty, it's like a stranger feces,
I'm the last of a dying breed like endangered species;
Okay, I'm almost there....But not there yet. I think I need to step up my game.
Foreplay like bullets profligate mutilating the flesh, a real slug fest,
The metaphorical miracle as unpredictable as a drug test;
My flow stands out from the rest, so I guess it's outstanding,
More demanding than a snot nosed kid yelling for candy;
The exposition's conspicious, my skillz is on Santa's wish list,
Kid vicious, cause a spirit to be too suspicious to be a witness;
Relentless vulgarity more destined than a minstrel date,
The same fate of two people having sex down on Crystal Lake.
Tramain Community Member 
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