Testo Underdawgs - Superb
Testo della canzone Underdawgs (Superb), tratta dall'album Bet On Yourself - Single
Whoa
You know we ain't the type you count out
Cuz at any given moment
It's up
Oh yea, Crew Parlay Shit
You really want it then success is inevitable
Activate Godmode what I'm destined to do
Make sure all the business deals are equitable
I climbed up from rock bottom no wrestling moves
Yea, they lack substance impressive to who?
Sharing my gifts with the world while investments accrue
10,000 hours s'why I'm one of the best in the booth
Rappers with identity crisis are ineligible
Scared of the truth I learnt to live it and idol none
Big bubble air max ones still on the flyest run
I ain't done in the hood lead flying like dying's fun
Bodies drop all you heard shots rang then tired spun
Iron lung chiefin' pressure bettering methods
Guns for protection a wise mind's a veteran's weapon
Been down at times but ain't settle there
Watch for folks projectin' fear
And you can take it where they never expected
Student of the game aims to master it
Raps so potent had to package it
Game is sold not told flows Immaculate
Couldn't be average na I ain't havin' it
Elevation need separation
Unless that paper generating no celebrating
Got talent and I'm hella favored I'll never waste it
Some Underdawgs from ghetto places do best in races
Young & exposed to war guns and long runs
Bunch of glassine envelopes and soar thumbs
Now it's audio dope folks got withdrawals from
And haters sick to they stomach they need more Tums
Shitted niggas now them whips is kitted niggas
I got shit back poppin' like some hot grease in a skillet niggas
Times I wasn't feelin' niggas had to see they foul plays
Whenever they do bird shit that's just in they fowl ways
Anyway nowadays different refined the winners circle
Honor when it's nobody lookin yea that been a virtue
Levels we never thought we'd see new lanes we finna merge to
My ppls was gettin' off white before the kicks from Virgil
The nerve you gotta have to be great
Cutting pounds for the cake
Like I had to make weight
You can show some how to eat they'll still want half of ya plate
Overstand divine law is how you master your fate
Whoa
Student of the game aims to master it
Raps so potent had to package it
Game is sold not told flows Immaculate
Couldn't be average na I ain't havin it
Elevation need separation
Unless that paper generating no celebrating
Got talent and I'm hella favored I'll never waste it
Some Underdawgs from ghetto places do best in races
Skit
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Writer(s): Quinson Kilgore
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