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The Underachievers

Ethereal

 

Ethereal

(альбом: Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium - 2014)


[Verse 1 Issa Gold:]
Came up nigga no elevators
Elevating haters with a pen and paper
Need to save up for some respirators
Cause these niggas hearts is filled up with hating
I'm the latest but they run from Satan
Fucking slaves to paper but they never wake up
Demon faces powdered up with makeup
Only want the cake and I'm supposed to take her
Represent for the new age message
Tryna give my generation some leverage
Been a member of the dark remember?
The fall of my soul, that's my November
Raise up into the light
It's only right that I lead the fight
I'm the sun up after the night
Giving insight to resurrect lives
Elixir sips, my nigga, take a hit
Your soul paper thin my soul extra thick
I'm on my ancient shit, you can't pay for this
No genie in a bottle but I get my wish, uh
Started from the bottom with no pot to piss
Now my generation love me and my conscious shit
Bull doze your prius, no stopping this
Weak niggas call it cocky but it's confidence

[Verse 2 AK:]
'Til the day I rest I'm a beast like the Loch Ness
The best low-key, that's me young profit
Spit bomb flows torpedo drop
If your needle drop better say I'm hot
How many mothafuckas want wanna be at the top
No effort no treasure nigga simple as that
Been through a lot so I fill a clip 'til stop
Tilt through the spot cause I been to Hell in a pot
Silly mother fuckers think they running shit killing New York
Talk you're all soft pawns because your stomachs split
In the heap of battle won't matter when soul platinum
Only thing that matters, your knowledge of war tactics
This is the Gaza real dread like Rasta
Execute a nigga talking shit in mi casa
Could of lost my life to the village monster
But my spirit just conquers everything I encounter
Mothafucka, hood is blown now each day
Now they burned out cause I earn from each race
Could of turned out on a jail route E-zay
But I stepped out the shade like a blunt watch me blaze
UA the great, get your sin washed away
Tip top shape give me zip locks of paint
If you don't bake nigga pour up a drink
Live and have fun nigga come to your dreams

[Verse 3 Issa:]
Roll up a proper spliff an sitting hot as shit
Dedicating every blunt to my prominence
Remain anonymous, unless it's commas to get
About a bottomless pit and now we floating in the mist
Make the mist turn into monsoons
Pay the price and now we all colossal
Paint Picasso with a pencil hostile
OG smoke engulfed in my nostrils
Make a toast so what we boast
We living lives it don't take to know
We designed our hope, bet inside it sold
That's a rob in the coast like we ridding a boat
Flatbush burning backwoods attack group
Bring a platoon to blast through you and your mans too
Bring it back up we masters better act cool
Turn the assholes and clap you and you damn fools

[Verse 4 AK:]
Escape to a place of peace when the the drills blow
Happiness and love be the key to the real goal
Master in a game of life with no cheat codes
Told her no teeth and see she went beast mode
Hit her over stones at night and find my deep soul
Hit the bong, a lobby, gone alifinito
Incognito, hitter better reload
Everything you learn let it burn in the weed smoke
Inner light shinning like a diamond, hard to stick around
Enter in the game perfect timing here to take you out
Here to make my momma proud, Livid when I knock em down
Spirit here to claim the crown AK be the golden child
Course they gon hate when they see you doing great
Better start with yourself if you want to see change
Wanna see fame but don't even know the game
Try to restrain but I can't be changed
I ain't got shit for a dumb grown nigga
I'm speaking to the kids that alone don't give up
Ahead of your Biz young Lord don't deliver by the stars
Every inch go hard you a winner
Don't get lost in the matrix, minimum wages
Forced to the dark and be a criminal daily
Mental scars will make a nigga go crazy
Trust your heart come join the Indigo Navy

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