The Underachievers - Sun Through The Rain | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: Issa Dash]
Beastcoast, screaming loud and proud
Gonna answer mothafucker that's the heines crown
Smoking on some OG as I roll around
Better tred away nigga there's some God's in town,
Get out of my face, see me on streets better go to other way
Nigga I ain't trying to talk shit all day,
About no gossip or your new wack tape

[Hook x2]
That gutter shit, that cutter shit,
Beast coast nigga yeah you know we runnin things
Drop down when you see the gods in public
I'm high motherfucker stop talking shit.
Stop talking shit, before you get bust nigga in your fucking lip
I ain't playing no games,
Wanna bring sun in the mothafucking rain.

[Verse 2: AK]
Fuck what you want I got what you need,
DMT, THC, nigga LSD, psychedelic renegade never afraid
Molly base
Spread her like a page straight off the NYT, NYC.
Young kings living their dreams the pot steam
Tap in a higher being I brainfeed,
Put your faith in me I got that ancient key,
The knowledge, hieroglyphic columns and this nigga.. ? Amen.
? Memories of our god past blowin hash to bypass these lanes with third eye patch
I bring eternal (hear), I'm the ear, nigga why I smell the fear, yeah
Lyrics tear through their frontier
Bask in the ambience of champions, I'm lightyears ahead of beast hype Can't compare to these hights
Cause my entity's Christ
So remember me heavenly when a nigga take flight and ascend for eternity

[Hook 2x]
That gutter shit, that cutter shit,
Beast coast nigga yeah you know we runnin things
Drop down when you see the gods in public
I'm high motherfucker stop talking shit.
Stop talking shit, before you get bust nigga in your fucking lip
I ain't playing no games,
Wanna bring sun in the mothafucking rain.

(Verse 2: Issa Dash)
By the end of this tape you gon' know we gonna put it down
Gods on deck well we're coming through your town,
Guided by the light nigga, young sun child,
Nigga shine bright, get away when we're around,
I'm from the bush with the hustlers and the killers
But we elevated nigga so we play a little different
Don't push trigger, third eye shoot him in his liver
And the motherfucking posse and the game fuckin it with us,
Oh lord a nigga gonna fall, fucking new bitches every week pornstar
See us in the street so you niggas go hard,
But a nigga ain't here just to be a fucking star,
I don't give a fuck about your new sports car
I don't give a fuck about your new whack bars,
You bitch ass niggas better watch how you talk
When you come up on your motherfucking ever living God.

[Hook:]

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