Train Trussle
U-God Lyrics

I'm the best ever, I'm the most brutal and vicious And most ruthless champion there's ever been There's no one can stop me, there's never been nobody who could - I'm Sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey, there's no one like me I'm from their cloth, there's no one who can match me Praise be to Allah!
Mike Tyson speaks about how he is the greatest boxer ever and no one has ever defeated him. He compares himself to Sonny Liston and Jack Dempsey, two legendary boxers, and claims that no one can match him or stop him. He credits Allah for his accomplishments.

Just jewels, no crew heavy, my inside pants lay Come packing like two machetes, one ratchet Two clubs and a mask, jumping out a green rover Niggas balling me down, that's when I reached over Figured they ain't got no matters, young boys round here They don't know my status See niggas looking for a full time jack move But they don't know, that these blades here crack dudes Give it to them quick, something like fast food Take a nigga gun like, you gon' blast who? Cinderella girl, fronting in them glass shoes Homo thug, bitch ass nigga, I smash you You mad, cause you rocking a shit bag, smelling like piss When it popped, ya click ran, you fucking with powerful men Come value your business, it ain't all gravy You pussy niggas, you'se the Avon lady, fuck you
Ghostface Killah raps about carrying weapons and encountering young boys who don't know who he is. He warns them that his blades are deadly and compares his attack on them to fast food. He threatens to take their guns and also insults those who try to front like they're something they're not. He calls out those who are jealous of him and calls them out for being weak. He tells them to value their business, and refers to them as the Avon lady, a derogatory word for people who sell cosmetics.

We scuffle, raps and cracks, it's a known hood hustle Through the bus stop, under the train trussle Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle Stay on your side, or get your life bubbled (We tussle, raps and cracks, it's a known hood hustle Through the bus stop, under the train trussle Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle Stay on your side, or get your wig knuckled)
U-God raps about the dangers of living in the hood and how scuffles, drug dealing, and violence are common occurrences. He describes a specific place where this type of activity is prevalent and warns people to stay on their side of the block or else face the consequences.

Yo, I hit 'em up with the snubs, puff the bigger buds So sinister, a John Dillinger, yeah, I've been a thug Fire all cylenders, swing with gritty love Smooth talk, watch a moonwalk up in the club I'm like Michael Jackson without the glitter glove Go get it for sure, that's right, a jitterbug A minister of death, came back to finish ya At the tip of the missile, a fish, you been a scud That's right, it's in my blood, damn, what's in them drugs They make you spit slugs, leave marks in the floor Yo, I stomp through the yard, I march through the hall Charles Bronson them hard, Jack Johnson your jaw If I sell out, yo, I'm copping some more Get the hell out, or I'm popping the four Shell pour out, big boxes of bullets Your snotbox is bust, when I cock to the fullest
U-God raps about his violent tendencies and how he is like infamous criminal John Dillinger. He talks about his ability to fire weapons and how he can talk smoothly while still maintaining a dangerous aura. He compares himself to Michael Jackson and does a moonwalk while in the club. He says that he is a minister of death, and if you're in his way, you'll end up like a fish being hit by a missile. He also boasts about his toughness, and if he sells out, he'll just get more guns. He warns people to get out of his way or face the consequences and describes his guns as big boxes of bullets.

Consider me pissed off, them swiners better throw in they whole chalk 'Fore I blast the hot shot of Smirnoff Rhymes contrast to an airplane crash I precede the aftermath of an acid bath Take a leap from the highest, and walk home bloody from a riot And still stay chubby on a diet Chicken in Michigan, get ya head crushed with a Michellen It's obvious, the God ain't settling Repetition and ego, buried in ghetto cathedrals Blow the rugers, brothers wanna through rubbles Rock fight avalanches and ambushing Contaminated bitches, dirty dishes and dope pushes I dreamt plus I get a rush from a toilet flush It wasn't us, it was Paul and his brother Uncle and four cousins, they had to die like the Dirty Dozen I guzzle punks like 22's, embezzle words and verbs, and interval avenus It's important to be caution, click of this magnitude is remorsing We eat the fucking cake without the frosting Contents contained, shatters his splattered brain Ever since Killah Priest was ordained I'm bringing back the revely, I had with Beverly And half of you corn niggas is greener than celery, fuck outta here
Scotty Wotty raps about being angry and warns people to stay out of his way. He boasts about his ability to walk home bloody from a riot and still stay chubby on a diet. He is not afraid to fight and gives examples of some violent confrontations. He talks about the people he has killed and compares them to the movie The Dirty Dozen. He also talks about how he can embezzle words and verbs and how it's important to be cautious around people like him. He refers to himself as a killer, but also talks about the good times he had with Beverly. He ends by insulting those who don't measure up to his standards.

My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable And I'm just ferocious, I want your heart Praise be to Allah!
Mike Tyson ends the song by talking about his boxing style, which is impetuous and defensive. He talks about his ferociousness and how he wants to win by any means necessary. He thanks Allah for his success.