| Death to the radio nigga this is where that saga ends
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| About the line of David like comics___? |
| of king Solomon
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| Spitting that kukukakak and nigga we ain’t coppin' it
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| Words it like currency, all my fans here with it profited___?
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| Spit it it’s prosperous
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| UA no stoppin' this
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| Get in my way, my third eye aimed like I’m cocking it
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| Stay in your lane, the words I say move them continents
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| Issa the hot flame-molten lava shit
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| All these fucking rappers acting actors don’t know how to act
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| Pull they cards, they cards were blank, I’m acing all these royal tracks
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| Putting kings up on the map
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| I’m matching Queens with all my Jacks
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| Laughing___? |
| from a peasant to an empire aristocrat
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| Build the Metropolis call it indigo providence (x2)
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| Consciousness creation, a nigga had to come to a realization
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| Use to go to church til' I found my place
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| Been up in this world and it can create to unfurl
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| It’s human nature to pursue this paper
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| Gain all the knowledge but just hoping To make us
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| So i leave the impoverished
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| Cuz they struggle the hardest, and I came from the same place
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| Stuck in the darkness
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| Don’t fight the voices within
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| We all know right from wrong we ain’t kids
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| I’m rooting for the light and fighting til' the end
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| And my insight heighten minds like 8 strands___? |
| uh
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| Like to tell you you ain’t nothin' of value, try to compel you
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| From the wisdom inside you
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| Hit the rebel___? |
| and if you ever decide to
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| Wee wee mutha fucka let me guide you uh
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| Kill me with the flow, what’s the young indigo___?
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| We rush around the globe, love potion in your ___?
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| Blow dro til' overdose still focus on my goals
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| Promote and go to shows I’m chosen I suppose
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| Spit___? |
| straight facts to ___?
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| Home when I’m ___? |
| way back to this home of mine
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| Throne need ahold of me, couple eternity’s pass
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| When your memory back then I take what I own
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| Sent to twist___? |
| im making moves
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| Chasing the cool breaking the rules
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| Animals can’t bang with you I’m floatin' like an angel, fool
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| Sour tokes you lost that hope, I’ll make a fucking man of you
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| Your remote, control your zone that’s why you ain’t a fan of you
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| Took it, Loca, leave the show
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| Lieutenant to Indigo
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| Don’t fuck with no hoes she on the low you need to let it go
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| Tokeing all my smoke I’m blowing oh she choking-choking though
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| Gold up on my soul like my cologne
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| You know that’s medical
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| Praise to the
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| Bow down like the Peasant folks
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| The holy lead the truth like we in a moat___?
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| Floatin' I’m on your coast bout to go kill another show
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| Blowing that killer dro when the centerfold
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| Back on my shit again, sour spliff probably sippin' Hen
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| Can’t win just sittin' there homie get up and grow a pair uh
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| Came up from the gutter like I’m next to ___?
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| But still know that my soul worth more than gold
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| I smoke O’s til' my limit then I’m comatose but don’t test your
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| Nigga play your role uh
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| Living in a dream but this shit is what it seem,
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| my team rank supreme
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| We steam packs of green,
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| Juice got the dro with wax who got the lean
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| Stoned like Jerome
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| Killing this shit nigga follow my lead
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| dream free mother fucking nigga looked what
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| I reached, not peaked but I hover over nigga like
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| Like like I’m a legend my G |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Metropolis, artist - The Underachievers. Album song Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп