Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kiss the Sky, artist - The Underachievers. Album song Renaissance, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RPM MSC, The Underachievers
Song language: English
Kiss the Sky |
Currently in Hell where the demons don’t sleep |
The people livin' poor they resort to the streets |
But silence read the frequency a boost of esteem |
Raise up your guns we at war with the beast |
Niggas livin' wise then repeat cycles |
The light illuminate the god from head to toe |
Firespittin' killa, gonna feed my foes |
Relax, get back, it’s time to reach my zone |
No cataracts, my vision too ice cold |
The gang is in attack defenses low |
Started from the back, now we close to gold |
So a nigga chose to step the reefer smoke |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Can’t be elite, when we bang you retreat |
I deliver all the scripture that your brain really need |
Win inside the winners like the pain for the cheese |
I don’t even gotta pay when yo' boss know it’s me |
Seein' better days but yo' boy is still a beast |
Got a fuckin' bad temper when I get up on a beat |
Floatin' on nimbus, rest in peace to my niggas |
Spittin' ether tellin' 'till I’m no longer inhaling |
Gotta keep a strong spirit so deceased can they hear it |
Keep the strong lyrics when I speak they get image |
I proceed to the limits like a ribbon at the finish |
Put my heart all in it 'till the fat broad singin', uh |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
(Pay attention) |
I shit on track, techniques with nice flows |
Bet they feel the shit all the way in Cairo |
Lead the orchestra, I bow, the maestro |
We the real deal, these niggas is toys like Tyco |
Like a Navy seal these niggas be floatin' the hydro |
I’m the king in the vicinity bow to my toes |
See, you sick I got the remedy |
Stick to my cold |
Had you run like Bill Bellamy, now you’re too old |
Nigga feel lucky, my ducks in nice rows |
Never fuckin' with a pessimist seed with my soul |
I was born with livin' medicine reap what I sow |
See the world inside the pressure your weight is like coal |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Livin' in the Matrix hard to feel awakened |
Feelin' liberation travel through the wave lengths |
Had to find a way my route was pen and paper |
My hand full of aces not the one to play with |
Dancin' with Satan on some every day shit |
With the Trump at the head I’m fearful for the nation |
Pumped by a better case of infiltration |
Eyes blood red but still I can’t escape it |
A wise man said want virtue you need patience |
Keep few friends can’t trust them new faces |
Never break bread with niggas |
A time wastin' and it’s off with ya head if niggas is violatin' |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
(Pay attention) |
Know gods was missin' we was gone for a minute |
Had to get back in be more evolved in the business |
Now I’m re-strapped built to put the bomb in the building |
Niggas weak raps bout to get scorched like a kitchen |
We smacked we could off in a minute |
Nigga team strapped but we never harm little children |
Weak sack nigga dealin' dro was a kick in |
It’s a hidden back call a nigga phone bet he missin' |
Nigga fall in position |
Try the lord that’s repentin' |
Now feel the wrath of a livin' god for yo' sinnin' |
I remember back when a nigga song wasn’t hittin' |
Now we on the map went against the odds and we winnin' |
(Lawd) |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |
Kiss the sky, niggas gettin' high, all my hittas fly |