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the underachievers - sun through the rain lyrics

[verse 1: issa gold]
beastcoast, screaming loud and proud
gonna answer mothaf-cker that’s the heinous crown
smoking on some og as i roll around
better tred away n-gga there’s some god’s in town
get out of my face, see me on streets better go the other way
n-gga i ain’t trying to talk sh-t all day
about no gossip or your new wack tape

[hook x2]
that gutter sh-t, that gutter sh-t
beast coast n-gga yeah you know we runnin things
drop down when you see the gods in public
i’m high motherf-cker stop talking sh-t
stop talking sh-t, before you get bust n-gga in your f-cking lip
i ain’t playing no games
known to bring sun in the mothaf-cking rain

[verse 2: ak]
f-ck what you want i got what you need
dmt, thc, n-gga lsd, psychedelic renegade never afraid
molly base
spread her like a page straight off the nyt, nyc
young kings living their dreams the pot steam
tap in a higher being i brainfeed
put your faith in me i got that ancient key
the knowledge, hieroglyphic columns and this n-gga kareem
amen? memories of our god past
blowin hash to byp-ss these lames lames with third eye patch
i breathe eternal (air), i’m the heir, n-gga why i smell the fear, yeah
lyrics tear through their frontier
bask in the ambience of champions, i’m lightyears ahead of beast hype
can’t compare to these heights
cause my ent-ty’s christ
so remember me heavenly when a n-gga take flight and ascend for eternity

[hook 2x]
that gutter sh-t, that gutter sh-t
beast coast n-gga yeah you know we runnin things
drop down when you see the gods in public
i’m high motherf-cker stop talking sh-t
stop talking sh-t, before you get bust n-gga in your f-cking lip
i ain’t playing no games
wanna bring sun in the mothaf-cking rain

[verse 2: issa gold]
by the end of this tape you gon’ know we gonna put it down
gods on deck well we’re coming through your town
guided by the light n-gga, young sun child
n-gga shine bright, get away when we’re around
i’m from the bush with the hustlers and the k!llers
but we elevated n-gga so we play a little different
don’t push trigger, third eye shoot him in his liver
ain’t no motherf-cking posse in the game f-ckin it with us
oh lawd, a n-gga goin’ far, f-ckin’ new b-tches every week p-rnstar
see us in the street so you n-ggas go hard
but a n-gga ain’t here just to be a f-cking star
i don’t give a f-ck about your new sports car
i don’t give a f-ck about your new whack bars
you b-tch -ss n-ggas better watch how you talk
when you come up on your motherf-cking ever living god

[hook:]

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