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Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

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

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

Came up nigga no elevators, 

elevatin' haters with a pen and paper 

Need to save up for some respirators cuz 

these niggas hearts filled with hatin' 

I'm the latest but they run from Satan, 

fucked cause slaves to paper but they never wake up 

Demon faces powdered up with makeup 

only want the cake and I'm supposed to take her 

Represent for the new age message 

trying to give my generation some leverage 

Been a member of the dark remember? 

The fall of my soul that's my November, 

raise up into the light 

It's only right that I lead the fight 

I'm the sun up after the night, givin' insight to resurrect lives 

Elixir sips, my nigga take a hit your 

soul paper thin my soul extra thick 

I'm on my ancient shit you can't pay for this, 

No genie in a bottle but i get my wish Uh 

Started from the bottom with no pot to piss 

now my generation love me and my conscious shit, 

bull doze your prius 

No stoppin' this, weak niggas call it cocky but it's confidence 

 

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Til the day I rest I'm a beast like the Lockness, 

the best low-key 

That's me young profit, 

spit bomb flows torpedo drop if your needle drop better say I'm hot, 

how many mother fuckers want wanna be at the top, 

no effort no treasure nigga simple as that been through 

a lot so I fill a clip til stop, tilt through the spot cause I been 

to Hell in a pot, Silly mother fuckers think they runnin' 

shit killin' New York 

Talk you're all soft pawns because your homies split, 

in the heap of battle won't matter if your soul platinum, 

only thing that matters: 

Your knowledge of all tactics, 

this is the Gaza real dread like Rasta 

Execute a nigga talking shit mi casa could 

of lost my life to the village monster 

but my spirit just conquers everything I encounter 

Mother fucker, head is blown now each day, 

now they burned out because I earn 

from each race could of turned out on a jail route E-zay, 

but I stepped out the shade like a blunt watch me blaze, UA the 

Great get your sin washed away, 

tip top shape give me zip locks of paint, 

if you don't bake nigga pour up a drink, 

live and have fun nigga come to your dreams 

 

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Roll up a proper spliff an sittin' hot as shit 

dedicating every blood to my prominence, 

remain anonymous, [???] about a bottomless pit 

And now we floatin' in the mist, 

make the mist turn into monsoons 

Pay the price and now we all colossal, 

paint Picasso with a pencil hostel, 

OG smoke engulfed in my nostrils, 

make a toast so what we boast, 

we living lives it don't take to know, we designed our hope 

Bet inside it sold, that's a rob in the coast like we riddin' a boat 

Flatbush burnin' backwards attack 

group bring a platoon to blast you bring your mans too, 

bring it back up we masters better act cool turn 

the assholes and clap you and you damn fools 

 

Escape to a place of peace when the the drills blow 

Happiness and love be the key to the real goal 

Master in a game of life with no cheat codes 

Told her no teeth and see she went beast mode 

Hit her over stones at night and find my deep soul 

Hit the bong, a lobby, gone alifinito, Incognito 

Hitter better reload 

Everything you learn let it burn in the weed smoke 

Inner light shinning like a diamond, hard to stick around 

Enter in the game perfect timin' here to take you out 

Here to make my momma proud, Livid when I knock em down 

Spirit here to claim the crown AK be the golden child 

Course they gon hate when they see you doin' great 

Better start with yourself if you want to see change 

Wanna see fame but don't even know the game 

Try to restrain but I can't be changed 

I ain't got shit for a dumb grown nigga 

I'm speaking to the kids that alone don't give up 

Ahead of your Biz young Lord don't deliver by the stars 

Every inch go hard you a winner 

Don't get lost in the matrix, minimum wages 

Forced to the dark and be a criminal daily 

Mental scars will make a nigga go crazy, 

trust your heart and join the Indigo Navy 

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