Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Incandescent, 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
Incandescent |
Cellar door here gone bang em, bang em |
Gone bang em, bang em |
UA bringing higher shit with the bangers |
Drop it for my fans, motherfuck going platinum |
Elevating brains leaving niggas in my set and |
I ain’t worried 'bout the niggas in the rain, you can have 'em |
Stuck up in the game, better change, that is tragic |
Run up on his place, speak my name just like magic |
Save a local lame that’s a pain, give him taxes |
Let the rest go down the drain, leave him layin' out in traffic |
Speaking prophecy, lace the proper beats |
Tell him «drop to your knees», for the majesty |
'Less you came with peace, raise up properly |
Come and walk with me, join the infantry |
But keep it funky if you rolling with a G |
I can’t fuck with motherfuckers that be lying through their teeth |
You are with a lord, nothing higher than me |
When I come and spread like butter, leaving fire in the streets |
UA winning we blowin' up |
Beast Coast banging, no foldin' up |
Say they want war? |
Gone load 'em up |
Take it to the front yard, they ain’t showin' up |
This my team, I throw it up |
Always blowing potent, gon' roll it up |
Rep my city every time that you see me |
Blow a pound, you ain’t with me |
Where my crown? |
Need to king me |
Pull up, the gods on the scene, watch 'em moshpit |
Pop, it’s getting higher than ever, might burn the house shit |
I’m just getting treasures from conscious rap |
Better? |
That’s nonsense, our flows atomic top rhymin' |
Cop a Ocho, the finest get demolished |
Kill a couple shows and blow the dro, rocket |
Young pharaoh travel the globe, just spreading knowledge |
Corporate trying to catch’a my soul, they seeking profit |
Ain’t another rap nigga spraying straight facts to ya |
Staying humble on the ave, giving love back to ya |
Hit the pack, relax and let your spirit react |
We built the pyramids nigga, where your memory at? |
Oh lawd, conscious sicker fall now we at the floor |
Boy guard the doors, we want war |
Living in the heart, clear the evil |
Light up the diesel, never thought I’d take it this far |
UA winning we blowin' up |
Beast Coast banging, no foldin' up |
Say they want war? |
Gone load 'em up |
Take it to the front yard, they ain’t showin' up |
This my team, I throw it up |
Always blowing potent, gon' roll it up |
Rep my city every time that you see me |
Blow a pound, you ain’t with me |
Where my crown? |
Need to king me |