Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Ecstatic Cult, artist - Lushlife / CSLSX feat. Killer Mike
Date of issue: 18.02.2016
Song language: English
This Ecstatic Cult |
The post-rainy day gentleman crook |
The fast-talking, city-slicking, hit your betty with looks |
I’m better with books and steady rocking elephant hoofs |
Rolling uptown the sound, kid, irrelevant hooks |
So, when you peep the flow, son |
Better watch where you stand |
The first five rows is cosmos alive in the jam |
Man, I’m sitting on a chrome horse developing plans |
To keep sands in time, still impressing the fans |
Blessing the lands, of milk and honey, dap for my fam |
I want the cityscape, a pretty face, on top of a grand |
She’s a sewer rat |
Dreams of sunlight that blew her back |
Fewer cats that I know in the game be doing that |
Maybe I’ll see a Phantom Tollbooth or never be back |
Maybe I’ll buy a golden goose, son, I’m praying for that |
Paying for that, so much I can’t say it in raps |
But I’mma keep on blazing hits ‘til the sheep will come back |
And people come back to see me when I’m faded away |
Fuck that, I hope I’m still here later today |
We ought to be together |
We ought to be together |
We ought to be together |
We ought to be together |
Hey, must I remind niggas all on they grind |
That one time they trying to hit you with some serious time |
And they ain’t even gotta show you with a nickel or dime |
When some nigga you been knowing |
Went and dropped the whole dime |
Just to lessen his time |
Man, how could you trust a nigga, call his homeboys lying |
And I’m the opposite off that bullshit, pull quick |
Back on that Adamsville Killer bullshit |
Fucking right I get hostile |
I’m trying to get it like a Rothschild and live ‘Pac wild |
Fuck a bloodsucker, house nigga, nutsucker |
I never loved ‘em and I fucked that nigga baby mother |
Motherfucker, you ain’t never shit, and never was a |
Probably kinda nigga that’d snitch on Harriet Tubman |
So keep your business to yourself, and keep it undercover |
One time, I’ll holler brothers |
We ought to be together |
We ought to be together |
We ought to be together |
We ought to be together |