Live From The Underground (Reprise)

Album: Live From The Underground (2012)
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  • Pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
    With jump like juke joints
    Ridin' like old 'lacs
    Down like 4 flats
    Shine like gold grills
    Curls and chrome rims
    Bitch you know what it is
    I'm live from the underground, underground
    Live from the underground, underground
    Underground, underground
    Live from the underground railroad

    My papa told me get paper, motherfuck a hater
    Them J's look clean son but elevate to gators
    I took that shit to heart plus I dug it like a crater
    I'm givin' out game player are there any takers
    While you was quarter sackin' I was quarterbackin
    Callin' plays everyday, level All-Madden
    Hi five, cloud nine, private jet lackin'
    Treat the seal like a vinyl record, gotta keep it crackin'
    Shall I pour up, blow some smoke up, get my spit on
    Grab a paper, sit on a track and get my shit on
    Ice cold water with the flow minus the lemon
    I'm Cinematic Multi, what label you been on
    Old school ridin' flickin' ashes in the tray
    Smokin' up the booth blowin' static in they face
    C.R.E.A.M., cash rules everything around me
    King, checker board nigga go and crown me

    Pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
    With jump like juke joints
    Ridin' like old 'lacs
    Down like 4 flats
    Shine like gold grills
    Curls and chrome rims
    Bitch you know what it is
    I'm live from the underground, underground
    Live from the underground, underground
    Underground, underground
    Live from the underground railroad

    Keep it rolled, I'm supposed to lose control
    Oh no, pop the trunk, burn a skunk and slam a do', do'
    Window crack on the ave, marinate the scene
    When I lean and crawl couldn't see me with your high beams
    Play my part, I got heart, I'm tailor gator sharp
    Plus we sit taller than Monster trucks in them trailer park
    My candy coated it cost a grip but I had to blow it
    Your sides was dusty, my seats is bucket but you'll never know it
    Forever tinted so you can't peep while your bitch up in it
    You call her phone she give you tone like "Why you trippin'"
    Cold blooded ain't it but that's how it be when they want that cash
    When you ain't around anybody can be in that ass
    Heard that from 8-Ball homeboy girlfriend
    If she a bopper then she probably ain't your girl then
    You claim you pimpin' don't be trickin' wear a curl then
    And find some paint to put some swirls in

    I'm pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
    With jump like juke joints
    Ridin' like old 'lacs
    Down like 4 flats
    Shine like gold grills
    Curls and chrome rims
    Bitch you know what it is
    I'm live from the underground, underground
    Live from the underground, underground
    Underground, underground
    Live from the underground railroad

    We goin' live
    From the underground
    From the underground
    From the underground

    We goin' live
    From the underground
    From the underground
    From the underground

    We goin' live
    From the underground
    From the underground
    From the underground

    We goin' live
    From the underground
    From the underground
    From the underground

    Hey, are you okay down there?
    Yeah, I'm fine. Where am I?
    You're in the mainstream. This is A&R-ville.
    Where are you from?
    I'm from Cadillactica, by way of the underground.
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