Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song T.A.D.E.D, artist - The Underachievers. Album song Indigoism, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RPM MSC
Song language: English
T.A.D.E.D |
| Family of Light, nigga hand me the mic |
| And I swiftly enlighten your third eye sight |
| Finna' blow; |
| dynamite, watch 'em go and take flight |
| Indigo’s blowin' O’s, that’s supernatural heights |
| We famous overnight, fuck fame this is a heist |
| Here to free souls. |
| Beastcoast the living christ, Bow Down |
| The motherfuckin' gods are down for life |
| 23 tryin' to fadeaway from J’s like Mike |
| My nigga hold up, you don’t do drugs |
| I smoke motherfucker, I lean dawg |
| 5 hits little nigga yeah, I trip hard |
| Beastcoast out here, nigga raise the bar |
| On the block, rollin' up with the tints low |
| Breakin' up another pound of the indo |
| Rollin motherfuckin swishers, so we hit slow |
| If you ain’t with the light, my nigga get low |
| My nigga get low, peep the signs grind, nigga get mo' |
| But it’s our time, get in line or just hit the door |
| Gold Soul protect a nigga like a pistol |
| Been a brainfeeder way before this shit official |
| You know the weed smoke, Sour diesel |
| Keep a nigga elevated like seagulls bruh |
| Psychedelic motherfucka, no evil cuz |
| Got a nigga out here tryin' to spread the love |
| I’m trippy motherfucker, everyday, everyway |
| And I keep a blunt rolled of that fuckin' bomb haze |
| Elevate, clear the space, see me comin' through your way |
| On some 3rd eye shit, motherfucker this UA |
| Beast Coast nigga, scream it loud when we around |
| Nigga, scream it loud when we around |
| Beast Coast nigga, scream it loud when we around |
| Nigga, scream it loud when we around |
| Beast Coast with us |
| Finito |
| Your weak flows, niggas I eat souls |
| Don’t be the first nigga I defeat |
| Skeet, skeet on your bitch, debrief |
| You’ll be trashed, don’t forget the acid, I feet sweep on her ass |
| Me and my niggas we deep |
| Flatbush standpoint, UA be the clan boy |
| Pro Era, we gon' rule this whole era |
| Zombies, New New York you need to step up |
| Faith could seem a real make believe |
| I co-create my dreams into reality |
| Nigga tryin' to be me, with a parody |
| Apparently, these lames have no self esteem |
| Uh, Uh |
| Get yourself redeemed, if it’s eternity burn into smithereens |
| Uh, Uh, into smithereens |
| Motherfuckers, I ain’t trippin', I’m just livin' dreams my nigga |
| Elevate, your nigga miss that plane |
| Fucked your ho, your nigga missed that train |
| This UA, my nigga play no game |
| LSD nigga, I’m tripped out my brain |
| Fuck that, pop another capsule of the magical shit |
| Kick a nigga like kung-fu |
| Now we lookin' for a spot to rush through |
| Yea you know how the fuck them Zombies do |
| Come through with a couple blunts too |
| Say a nigga can’t smoke here, then fuck you |
| Gettin' too high, I fucks with my crew |
| Going buck wild, I’m gone off that brew |
| Now a little bit of rosé |
| Keep a nigga fucked up, mix a little bit of OE |
| Tell my niggas come with more trees |
| Cut the zip of the double muthafucka yeah we OD |