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Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 12
Year: 2014

Chrysalis Lyrics - Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium - The Underachievers

Kick back, nigga, relax and pack dabs 

I'm a young lord hitter, that's word to A$AP 

Like a 2Pac spitter, them cannot run with us 

There's only ghost trapped in her, she can't bear my children 

Tip top in it, I'm known to be a menace 

Fly blue-drop tinted, rolling up my spinach 

In my new zone spinning, elevating niggas 

While painting lyric pictures, the ring you gone kiss it 

The holy ones did this, I handle they business 

Young buck nigga, can't say that I ain't sinning 

But I grew my chakras, repent for all my bidding 

I'm an old master, the verdict my decision 

Zombie gang, we from the astral land 

We set the grandest plans so they can treasure that 

From the Egypt sands out to the Brooklyn lands 

The light is with me man, I'm filled with melanin 

Mind full of theories, I see beyond reality 

Grind to the ceiling, I squeeze, gone top a lot of cheese 

Timeless repetition, them lies in pages visit 

Surprised we are the victim, society's secret mission 

But ain't no motherfucking way I'll let them take my soul nor abduct my brain 

As I blow my smoke and continue my reign 

Cause that royal blue blood in my veins, I'm a king 

Indigo, yeah, my soul be foreign 

My flows be scorching, caution 

Often I stun like Austin, no flossing 

My words are like a complex maze you get lost in 

Trey offed them, the god off the flawless karma 

They thought I was in the dark, but now they honor 

Pay offers when I'm in concert, pray for your daughter 

I told her, I'm a monster she got slaughtered 

Krishna, Christ, Issa, pay the price 

If it ain't head like lice, when I grip the mic 

Use a Jackson Mike, making music right 

Keep me in the light, and unify my sight 

Flows so flush, they going down the drain 

While you shoot with the piss, I move to enemies 

Precious medicine that keep me 'head of them 

That potent sediment, they knock don't let 'em in 

People hear this shit and thinking that it's a diss 

But the music with the masses and saving them from disaster 

 

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Now they buy my music over the seas, let me go past em 

You trying to ride with these fucks? Pile your bodies back of they trunk 

Got your mind twisted and fucked, I ain't just rhyming, nigga, keep up 

Better know your words, stay puffing on bomb herb 

Keep my vision clear view while lurking upon earth 

Gold souls can't lose, them critics they won't work 

I'm enlightened like Zeus, putting titans up in the dirt 

So if I don't like you, I ain't writing it in a verse 

Just hearse result, so don't get involved, you might miss tomorrow 

Feeling invincible, living within the heart, I can feel sin depart 

UA bringing change to our kin with art, pardon our flows so godly I can swim with sharks 

Started this shit from the lobby now I'm up in the stars 

What are the odds? Have a dream then create it, you god 

I don't fuck with none of these rappers, fallacies can't compare to me drift through fantasies 

Don't be mad at me cause you can't compete, drop your weapon, G, join the cavalry 

Sarge AU, leading the platoon through the rain, waterproof 

Guarded like Zeus, that's a god my nigga, pulling up on the sinners 

On the rise, skyscraper, multiply like children 

High rise nigga, in the projects with killers 

But the cops not really with the drama, my nigga 

Prize, I'm a winner cause I rise out the winters 

Ticking time-bomb but I keep it calm when I'm in her 

Got an elevated posse, the holy sour done got me 

Students for the army, good music that fill they bodies 

May the oath stay true, with the Buddha right beside me 

Ignited poet I got it, the side my soul shining 

Came up from the gutter, the timer was synchronized 

With the human evolution, we messengers of our time 

They intruding our medulla with foolish illusive lies 

In this revolution of weapons, we using minds 

 

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