Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sonido


Interfaz


Nivel de dificultad


Acento



lenguaje de interfaz

es

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Apoyo   |   FAQ
1
registro de inicio de sesión
Lyrkit

donar

5$

Lyrkit

donar

10$

Lyrkit

donar

20$

Lyrkit

Y/o apoyarme en las redes sociales. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
The Underachievers

Still Shining

 

Still Shining

(álbum: The Lords Of Flatbush - 2013)


[Verse 1 AK:]
All my niggas prophets so stop it with all the nonsense
I got this
I cop a 1/8th and clear the case like I was Cochran
Partner, the pot ablaze
Take the problems out my days
A 100k for the feature if we ain't on the same page
Break away from what they teach you
Society full of secrets
My diary the higher me
Let fire leak through your speakers
Entirely here to lead ya
The higher learning like Jesus
Fuck bitches from different regions
Have all of my brothers eating, nigga

[Verse 2 Issa Gold:]
Hold up nigga get your education
Enter in the game if you're trying to change it
Schooling these niggas, teach 'em all the basics
Like food in jail, niggas forced to take it
Nah, but I don't fuck with the blow
Spitting prophecy but disguised with the flow
Enlighten and hope
Christ at the show
Now I pipe in the dough, and I syphon the dro
I'm out here to win, poor niggas ya'll better make your moves
Team filled up with kings don't bang with court jesters, those is fools
Paying dues
Beast coast be them niggas out here making moves
Riding through
Sitting shotgun my Nefertiti's coupe

[Hook Issa Gold:]
All my niggas prophets
I ain't even gotta lie
Chillin in the solar, while y'all aiming for the sky
Doobie thick, you can't hit my shit
Pop a tab, get lit
Who you with, your girl with the shits
Let her roll my spliff
Now we blowing good smoke
UA you know we gon' blow
I said, I spit knowledge flows
And fuck it up at the shows
You know that golden soul the shit
No ice on my wrist still shining bitch
Golden soul the shit
No ice on my wrist still shining bitch

[Verse 3 Issa Gold:]
People talk a lot of shit but they don't know my heart
Spread love, do drugs, and say a prayer for those in the dark
Black skin, gold soul
I'm teaching niggas how to play they part
Can't pave the way, but I can show you where you need to start
Follow your dreams, create, your world it's a reality [?]
Uplift your shit, don't care if they question your sanity
So gone I'm bent
You know what I represent
I put it down for my set
That indigo medicine

[Verse 4 AK:]
As we cross these borders I pray that our conscience guard us
The God in the sky is father
They harboring for fore fathers
Crib, laid back, with the largest blunt
Next day over seas, tryna turn shit up
Ain't a thing a young king can't overcome on that potent skunk
Make ya hold your lungs
UA sabotage the game, recognize the name uh
Niggas stereotype, but deep inside we're all the same
But where are the ones to blame
Gain a little knowledge, grow your brain
Watch you rise to the top
To the promise land that Martin dreamed

[Hook Issa Gold:]
All my niggas prophets
I ain't even gotta lie
Chillin in the solar, while y'all aiming for the sky
Doobie thick, you can't hit my shit
Pop a tab get lit
Who you with, your girl with the shits
Let her roll my spliff
Now we blowing good smoke
UA you know we gon' blow
I said, I spit knowledge flows
And fuck it up at the shows
You know that golden soul the shit
No ice on my wrist still shining bitch
Golden soul the shit
No ice on my wrist still shining bitch

hecho

¿Agregaste todas las palabras desconocidas de esta canción?