Lyrics:
The year is 1971.
Now comes the first of the children of Roton
Lords of the Underground witness the birth of the funky child
Doitall hit 'em
of the tides
Necromorten propagates the pain
Fear the madmen obsessed by core
Creatures from the shadows,
children of the beer
We’re the keepers
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
Mama I Tried
Lyrics by Reverend Jamey Williams
Composed and Recorded by Melvin E. Knoblett
Mama I tried to make it work, but she didn't seem
Bars Over Bs
Where the dialouge is deadly
Sebb Bash
Let's Do This Shit Ayo
I was seasoned for this please let that marinate
Product of a broken home
hoes man I get it niggas gay
I'll splash on your bitch from 11 like I'm clay
Seen a nigga in the whip we gon' catch em by the stop sign
We gon spray his
line tryna eat from the homeless shelter
Mama got mad cuz I wouldn't seek help but she wouldn't understand
My pride got involved ima get it on my own
quiet, safe. We can build houses and everything, start again from scratch. And what's so bad about living underground, eh? S'not been so great living up
quiet, safe. We can build houses and everything, start again from scratch. And what's so bad about living underground, eh? S'not been so great living up
bead and cornerite on every seam and angle
Now the bedroom is done but we're far from over
Yeah it was on to the kitchen and the bathrooms
surgury like Quincey Jones
Cause I can give Beverly, Demi and even Melvin Moore (more)
Van Halen, Eddie, get Ellen ready make Pauly Shore (sure)
Your new
don't be selfish, we don't take pictures or selfies...
Just rock & roll like elvis...
Strap by my pelvis, you want a blue tip, give you temptation like
At by Jaleel Jackson
Naw, naw Ricky Mel where your ass was at,
You tried to use material but it was attention that I lacked,
Plus you're too
a spell then
Get extorted by the pale skin
And leave assed out like Melvin
I said long ago there's gold
In my paragraphs
My word play
Catch you like a bass
the name calling is getting out of hand
You say I'm a bitch but fell in love with one from Onlyfans
And I don't speak bad bout the dead so I hope that she
underground
Will anyone learn from the stories that are told
Of the tribe who drown in a grave of gold
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
I see your heads
cheap, where they quick to fill you with them slugs
It's nothin', I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by
me out
If it's sink or swim then you can drown
Heavy is the head that wear the crown
Mhmm
Burden by the fact I bare it now
Mhmm
Underground king
underground
Will anyone learn from the stories that are told
Of the tribe who drown in a grave of gold
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
Ya ho
I see your heads
a ground-ball play
I'm coming from the underground like it's Groundhog's Day
I'm talking so underground that when I talk about J, nigga
I might mean J Dilla,
(Hold up!)
It's the MC straight from the underground
Old school beats bringin' a brand new sound
Got the old school style bangin' a brand new hound
with the beats that hit?
K-O on the flow be the ultimate
From the underground we're the world renown
D and the Mic with the verbs and nouns
ARE makes
hounded out by
Everyone! Met with hatred
Everywhere! No kind word from
Anyone! No compassion
Anywhere!
Christine, Christine why, why?
(RAOUL and GIRY
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