Lyrics:
cheddar
But this jam is well built like '57 Chevies
The Masta, the Ace and the Brand New, the Heavies
So weigh this on ya underground scaling
We be
Yeah, he go by the name of I Dub, straight from Scottsdale where the rock sell
And we Disturbing tha Peace, four years strong and still just gettin'
SCENE EIGHT the labyrinth underground
(Meanwhile, down below, we see the PHANTOM
And CHRISTINE in the boat
Crossing the underground lair)
PHANTOM
So you think you got it made
For you found a new way to escape
Oh you had it for a little while, you know, delayed fade
But in the end you listened
Hey!
I've been moving too fast like a Draco
Underground for a bit, Yung Fazo
Pull up with a whole crew, yeah, lay low
They don't know me? Well, now,
Yea new Vice City
When a dark path in a risin' Static
Psychopaths are goddamn dramatic yea
Lemme telling' the joint right quick yea
Welcome to vice
Artilleryman: We're gonna build a whole new world for ourselves. Look, they clap eyes on us and we're dead, right? So, we gotta make a new life where
Artilleryman: We're gonna build a whole new world for ourselves. Look, they clap eyes on us and we're dead, right? So, we gotta make a new life where
to new heights
By a brown man
Incandescent light
Was invented to give sight
By the white man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic
for it
But today try playing on some street curb,
Singin' the news in everyday words
The people pass by, the laughin' is heard
Or else they hit you
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
spark, on the streets of New York
I Shaolin strut through the city asphalt, FED UP
Hold ya head up, I'm circlin the block, keep ya eyes up
Wise up
When you least expect it
We back up in this piece like yeast to bread
Underground you gotta find me
Like an Easter egg no need to beg
I hit the club
back as a special guest by special request
And I want to thank my son for loaning me this microphone once again
They may have to wrestle to get it back
Hey little DJ let the music take me underground
Evacuate the dance-floor
I'm infected by the sound
Stop this beat is killing me
Hey little DJ come burn
know got the crown
Bitch you know that im on top, and im digging underground
Im your favorite artist new favorite artist
Not the modest , im just beeing
These futures made of virtual insanity
clways seem to be governed by the love we have
For useless, twisting of their new technologies
Now there is no
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
NEW KINDS OF ENERGY
Smidi / Krippayne
New kinds of energy
New kinds of energy
Solar power
It comes from the sun up in the sky
Wind power
Is
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
smokin' on somethin'
Have you smokin' on somethin'
Lit, lit, lit, lit like Bic
SremmLife shit, bendin' by 6
2 by 2, 4 by 4
SremmLife shit, don't
Who's the guy who proved I write a bit
Loosened my appearance giving shits
Rude as I, is losing by a bit
But you and I aren't living alike, shit
Go
man
Whose city he built alone
Till the pirates of our western world
Tore it down stone by stone
The clouds are gettin' heavy
As he points unto the sky
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