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

Cellar door here gone bang em, bang em 

Gone bang em, bang em 

UA bringing higher shit with the bangers 

Drop it for my fans, motherfuck going platinum 

Elevating brains leaving niggas in my set and 

I ain't worried 'bout the niggas in the rain, you can have 'em 

Stuck up in the game, better change, that is tragic 

Run up on his place, speak my name just like magic 

Save a local lame that's a pain, give him taxes 

Let the rest go down the drain, leave him layin' out in traffic 

Speaking prophecy, lace the proper beats 

Tell him "drop to your knees", for the majesty 

'Less you came with peace, raise up properly 

Come and walk with me, join the infantry 

But keep it funky if you rolling with a G 

I can't fuck with motherfuckers that be lying through their teeth 

You are with a lord, nothing higher than me 

When I come and spread like butter, leaving fire in the streets 

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UA winning we blowin' up 

Beast Coast banging, no foldin' up 

Say they want war? Gone load 'em up 

Take it to the front yard, they ain't showin' up 

This my team, I throw it up 

Always blowing potent, gon' roll it up 

Rep my city every time that you see me 

Blow a pound, you ain't with me 

Where my crown? Need to king me 

Pull up, the gods on the scene, watch 'emmoshpit 

Pop, it's getting higher than ever, might burn the house shit 

I'm just getting treasures from conscious rap 

Better? That's nonsense, our flows atomic top rhymin' 

Cop a Ocho, the finest get demolished 

Kill a couple shows and blow the dro, rocket 

Young pharaoh travel the globe, just spreading knowledge 

Corporate trying to catch'a my soul, they seeking profit 

Ain't another rap nigga spraying straight facts to ya 

Staying humble on the ave, giving love back to ya 

Hit the pack, relax and let your spirit react 

We built the pyramids nigga, where your memory at? 

Oh lawd, conscious sicker fall now we at the floor 

Boy guard the doors, we want war 

Living in the heart, clear the evil 

Light up the diesel, never thought I'd take it this far 

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