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The Underachievers

Take Your Place

 

Take Your Place

(альбом: The Evermore Project - 2015)


[Intro:]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Lord... Lord

[Verse 1 AK the Savior:]
AK the illest, bring faith to your village
Pass me the cake and an eighth of that killer
Your brain is at stake, breakaway or be dinner plate
Smoking on broccoli, help her hyperventilate
Haters gon' hate, but the winners gon' finish race
Don't let me demonstrate, that's how your men get slayed
Floating on OG, can't replicate
Stay on the west so the Cause gotta regulate
Know we gon' elevate, fuck what the peasants say
Just let the resumé resonate heavily
Soon as I hop out, them chicks form assembly
Christ of the century, so they befriending me
Enemies hope for the end of this energy
Spreading that evil, the spirits can't enter me
Puffing on diesel, no ego the remedy
Holiest entity, fuck is you saying G?

[Verse 2 Issa Gold:]
S.O.A., I'm a rider
Trapped in your conscience my nigga you wilding
Sail cross the seven seas, nigga Poseidon
Spreading the truth with my shooter beside me
Wish he would front by the end of my blunt
We make sure he get jumped, ain't no more 1 on 1
Two shots to the lung bet he fall like a bum
That's drunk off the rum, hope his homies will come
Let's go, That's why I be talking bout peace man
Cause where I'm from these niggas'll blam you as soon as you reach fam
I'm stuck off this blunt, rolling up till it's stuffed, motherfucker that's three grams
To be fucking with the God, you must be out yo mind
Muthafuckers be tweaking
Two shots to your weak gang

[Hook:]
Wait, wait, wait
My niggas don't play, my niggas don't play
Them niggas is fake, fake, fake
Don't fuck with the snakes, don't fuck with the snakes
Ya'll niggas ain't safe, safe, safe
Get the fuck out my face, get the fuck out my face
Niggas life is a waste, waste, waste
Go find another nigga, come and take yo place

[Verse 3 Issa Gold:]
Shout out to all of this ganja
Blowing down trees like a new forest fire
Nigga not quitting, I thought of retiring
Till I done realize these niggas is tired
All I gotta do is dropping that fire
So I'm tying up my shoes, tell 'em try me
Got 'em singing blues, these niggas is choirs
I don't fuck with fools, a nigga stay silent
Sipping and puffing on green
Fuck with growers, watch them cut down the tree
Cut it, bag it, flip it, ship it to me
Got it on the arm, that's basically free
Paid to talk, nigga living the dream
Spend a hunnid dollars, four of the lean
Mary Jane, we married that faithfully
Do the drugs, the drugs, they never do me

[Hook:]
Wait, wait, wait
My niggas don't play, my niggas don't play
Them niggas is fake, fake, fake
Don't fuck with the snakes, don't fuck with the snakes
Ya'll niggas ain't safe, safe, safe
Get the fuck out my face, get the fuck out my face
Niggas life is a waste, waste, waste
Go find another nigga, come and take yo place

[Verse 4 AK the Savior:]
UA take over the atlas and draw with the AK, that's 4-7 balance
So vacate, don't challenge, got artistic talents
That's just what she said, then I made her my canvas
I came up from Flatbush, made it on my own
Now we established, smoke one to the dome
It's a new chapter, pages to my soul
Got to keep one eye open and stay on yo toes
My nigga play your role
My nigga play your role
My nigga play your role
Wheely pop up on a nigga blocka
If he think he harder cause a nigga conscious
Gotta keep the choppa, just to cease the nonsense
But we fight for peace, know that the kids are watching
Known to keep it G always, I'm Joseph Stalin wilding
Chased my dreams homie, now money piling highly
Hollering Hallelujah spit that bombin fluid
Taught her Karma Sutra, gave her body bruises
If you want it I got it, one quick maneuver
Try to diss the rulers, we got distant shooters
I'm the highest, blow chronic if there's a roof
Indigo army, we mobbing like where's the loot?
Got a problem, got no time you too minuscule
Fuck all yo questions, you know I hate interviews
In a few seconds could knock some sense into you
Bittersweet interlude, quickly bring end to you Imbeciles
Know you pretend and you lame
Couldn't enter in my circle, no way
All my niggas out here making some changes
As we sit at the top take a look where we came
Now the game ain't the same

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