the underachievers - cobra clutch lyrics
[sample]
[verse 1: ak the savior]
seek, destroy, came down from the heavens on an asteroid
acid void, falling down like ashes will i crash and saw
smack the the royal n-gg-s, got the power but do nothing for you
hash and oils keep me less in nuisance when i’m ’bout the boil
i can’t say, i heal they souls like dende
when i speak they walk like sensei
through they speak they talk no english
if it ain’t about gettin’ my ends paid
got a mind of my own, y’all been slaves
got your girl and she don’t got a man today
she just jump for the d-ck like a holiday
i be rockin’ it but no apologies
n-gg-s sleep, move quietly
soon enough they admire me
soon enough, get the cobra clutch
my career erupt, leads to higher me
n-gg-s at this, they should quit the rappin’
yeah i really like to blame society
kobe at this, n-gg-s in the attic
we could get it crackin’ if you trying me
b-tch i’m nothing what you used to
bring your aux, need a bluetooth
acting reckless, we might shoot you
main in colours, here’s a blue’s clue
elevated but i’m dangerous
nothing changed but the payment
n-gg-s bang at the fame and
spending all that pay just to claim it
[hook x2]
hear you speaking but bro
what’s the thesis
lately i’ve been dreaming ’bout these rappers
i’m about to feast, right amount of seasoning
tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em
tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em
[verse 2: issa gold]
i be on my high horse
i be on my god course
separate the don, dorks
from the living live courts
major high like south park
wisdom like i’m john war
see the future, groundhog
smoking dope, reclined up
my scream like desiigner
student watch your conduct
giving n-gg-s f for exposure like a higher up
get that resurrection cl-ss
give your soul to sign up
spliff rolled up with honour
smacking like e. honda
me and my conspirers
secretely been plotting domination
in this board of imitation, either die or dance with satan
and i got my new shoes, think they right for the occasion
got my crucifix, i hope it help in time of desperation
god, body, reputation
check my winkie fast
i’m the whole shabazz
n-gg- artificial similacs
silence the aristocrat
head the operation then he age
i ain’t stopping till my n-gg-s get them rings
[hook x2]
hear you speaking but bro
what’s the thesis
lately i’ve been dreaming ’bout these rappers
i’m about to feast, right amount of seasoning
tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em
tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em
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