Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ethereal, artist - The Underachievers. Album song Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RPMMSC, The Underachievers
Song language: English
Ethereal |
Came up nigga no elevators |
Elevatin' haters with a pen and paper |
Need to save up for some respirators |
Cause these niggas hearts is filled up with hatin' |
I’m the latest but they run from Satan |
Fuckin' 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 |
Givin' 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 stoppin' this |
Weak niggas call it cocky but it’s confidence |
'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 runnin' shit killin' 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 |
Roll up a proper spliff an sittin' hot as shit |
Dedicating every blunt to my prominence |
Remain anonymous, unless it’s commas to get |
About a bottomless pit and now we floatin' 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 riddin' a boat |
Flatbush burnin' 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 |
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 timin' 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 doin' 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 |