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the underground - james daley lyrics

[intro: idylll]
welcome to the underground…
a wave of new rap talent has come together to showcase the unheard nature of the underground scene
y’all better prepare yourselves
control, the jackal
coutz, dizzyeight
gatsby, mythic
and levigne, presented by…
james daley

[verse 1: james daley]
iced out, let the f*cking pencil drip
i’m on a rampage every time the pencil hits
and i don’t take break ’til the f*cking pencil lifts
so check the fan page if you wanna handle sh*t, i’m on a
‘nother level, triple six
motherf*cking aussie devil, little b*tch
wanna f*cking hit the pedal, i’ma cl!ck
at his f*cking brain, so end me
i’ma go with the flow that still represents me
i’ma show how i’ve grown with the pen dementing
every beat that i co*produce, i go reduce then go abuse
and now i’ve shocked the room again
cop the noose again, pop hallucinogens
got me some guap, now the demons come to win
shot after shot, let me drown in booze again
let’s top it off with some 360 nurofen
[verse 2: control]
what the f*ck is there left to say?
i got a flow more smooth than a negligee
empty plates then i send the check to james
so hot there’s no h*ll left to pay
i shake off my doubts, then evade the lames
f*ck chasing fame, i just entertain
life’s too short, not enough breaths to take
so i gotta give praise up everyday
for the fact that i’m still here, kicking and breathing
i gotta spill this appeal for no particular reason
i’m picturing evenings, you b*tches would be quick to be leaving me
saying that you love the music but were sick of me tweeting it
from the bounce you were doubting this so enough of the cowardice
quit the playing around with it, better say it to my face
wanna take shots? a bad taste comes first
when it all gets sweet, that’s part of the chase

[verse 3: the jackal]
ruthless, officious * i’m on my k!lling sh*t
i’m bout to rock it, so hot that it’s igneous
i’m bout to rocket, then blow like ov
99, then its nighty night to you peons
i be on a different wave
you surfing the web and you think that you brave
i’m surfing tsunamis, i’m certainly tsunned by anubis
for being his kin but i’m greater than him
jackal too powerful, set fire to osiris
then i’m drowning poseidon, k!ll zeus with his lightning
and battle the titans with hands tied in shackles
i smack all you b*tches, be done with you quickly
itchy and scratchy but this ain’t no cat and mouse
it’s cat versus god*k!lling powerhouse
count him out, he gonna pound you down
how the hound do it? now coutz k!ll ’em stupid, i’m out
[verse 4: coutz]
lyrical holocaust, you ain’t ready to face the consequences
k!ll ’em all, they won’t stop us, we grabbing that top position
better believe we bringing that hot sauce k!lling every motherf*ckers
leaving ’em staggered, stuck in the back with no way to make any type of progress
taking these suckas up outta the game, delivering some fiery sh*t
knocking ’em off in a second, i’m in the place like “anybody here?”
send ’em off flying, they be biting the dust, i’m a pioneer
k!lling my rivals, they don’t stand a chance, against the s*tier
despair’s what we deliver on a daily basis
we making ’em hate us, obey no one, getting that paper
f*cking ’em up, man, i’m having a ball, you shouldn’t fool around here
disembowel ’em, leave ’em powerless, bodies out there getting battered
pick up a weapon, i’m willing to show ’em who the f*cking master is
stomping my opponents, defeating us is miraculous
they wondering how in the h*ll could they ever surpass this
you better get outta the way, you get blasted

[verse 5: dizzyeight]
woke up, stretched to flex the flow
the next to blow is me, yeah, i’m upper echelon
every breath is blessed, it’s known, my steps is drawn
etched a song on the pad that i sketch upon
accept my conception is when the best was born
don’t test what i possess ‘less a tec is drawn
detect a threat, don’t fret, i’m prepared for war
prevailed through storms and rose to a higher form
lemme stop, this is easy for me
i’m the peak that they reaching to be
to succeed ain’t the reason for me
i speak on the beat to reach people in need
the music go deeper for me
i wanna be a beacon you see
so my soul what i leak on the beat
to show people what’s possible when you believe
[verse 6: gatsb7]
on god, split seas like moses
y’all catch flow ’til boats tip
no coco but they turn up they noses
’til the snow hits and it shows i’m chosen
yeah, i meant dope, so hit the slopes
check all the boxes, i’ll show you the ropes
all of your letters are stuck on your 10th grade coat
and mine are getting better through growth
i ain’t never make it on all state, but my flow progressive
y’all here to save face, i’m here to wreck sh*t
run up a check, i ain’t need a blue check mark
feeling like luke way i blew up your death star
who really wanna battle with gats?
i’m dooku, way i’m curving the hands
your whole crew get bruised, your loose screws are moving
i’ma leave you oozing, leave clean up to you and your fans
my day ones gon’ ride with me
masked up like we ready for a robbery
no fold under heat, that’s the irony
cause i really get bored when they lie to me
that’s g*a*t

[verse 7: mythic]
i’m flat*out the best, no mumble
if you wanna enter the ring lets rumble
map out the rest, no humble
yeah, you’re f*cking with the king of the jungle
i walk the lands of where titan were born
summon up power that i can perform
better watch out, if you blink then you’re gone
you’ll find yourself in the eye of the storm
watch out, one two knockout
catch more zs than a high school dropout
build more bridges than you’re burning
take that advice or you might get got now
enter the lair of the heathen, beware
tend to the stare of the demon, prepare
get you aware for the feeling, be scared
if you want a war then it’s war that i declare

[verse 8: levigne]
dissenter’s st*st*stammer relentless grammar
oldies double back, quarter turn, and yammer
sickle hammer, sickle cell, sick of cypher manner
decrypt piths, the overarching term’s within the banner
“no work, all play” words from delusions of grandeur
belittle the cogs, then turn hail the machine causing the cancer
uncontrollable emissions from fission, uncontrollable entrancers
results defy the norm, but sit with the answers
riddle dancer

[interlude: idylll]
we gon’ bring it back…
nate natural, idylll
froz, tok*mei
mix, chris craig
splxt, and leechy boi

[verse 9: nate natural]
welcome to the collective of underground beasts
a brand new perspective don’t come around me
i’m a force to be reckoned with, heckling records
invested in corps and a hundred round beef, aye
this a caped crusade, nate proving
we a gut punch to the whole system they rebuilt
dug from the underground to jump in your face like*
you’ve never been insurgent, inserting the .38
i’ma weave a curse inverted, perverted invertebrates
ain’t no burning fakes, i’m just converting imperfect fates
don’t you worry, talk alluring, encourage you hurry, wait
nate causing paradox hare to bear ensnared to roam vacant lots
making shots at your block, raised a lot for profit homie
i’m taking stocks

[verse 10: idylll]
ever cold
creation was epochal
be seen alphabetically
k!ll beta, alpha, me, king above kings
come down with a glow, or maybe a gleam
and as i co*exist within every thought, never think it’s a dream
up on feet, slip it in the slot, head as blank as it seems
like white blankets of string
likewise, i will now remain like life
every little pain in my side stay bite sized
nasty, but i’ve already claimed my time
heavy hit of jay carter, steady circulate the pipe lines
exactly, given not much of a choice if you think in between every line that comes out with the voice
when loud lead poison from ninth cloud destroys sh*t
then gets hoisted high, smile like you’re a kid again

[verse 11: froz]
you in the way of unstoppable massacre
sh*t is amateur
you ain’t close to my caliber
during invasion, you better be scratching them dates off the calendar
switch plans, uh
now i ain’t a battler, that don’t mean you superior
how you a white knight when i got the excalibur?
while you failing with a catheter?
my shorty a scavenger
she don’t stay in one place, she a traveller
she don’t got nothing to prove, she can back it up
rewind b*tton, the way that i back it up
rewind b*tton, the way that i back it up
rewind b*tton, i back it up
okay, okay, you oldies tyrannosaurs
keeping distance, i need me a calliper

[verse 12: toku mei]
i’m that young n*gga with gruesome mind
you maggots hate on the kid because i’m rude with rhymes
better back up, you don’t wanna lose your life
my bright lines cut throats like a lucid knife
i got adhd, call me joyner lucas
i been blazing these beats, got a joint to prove it
my enemies talk sh*t but enjoy my music
boy your stupid, n*gga’s straight annoying and clueless
where your two cents at? forgot you’re broke
no guap or dough, and you living off the microphone
only rap about whips like silentó
but that’s a nae nae homie like a child quote
i’ll slash your tires like a psycho hoe
then continue to smash up on your side windows
my n*gga, i’m wreaking havoc, ain’t no light for hope
you might go ghost, like danny when he’s fighting, woah

[verse 13: that rapper mix]
it’s the, half white half black n*gga
the daydreaming look up never back n*gga
that known for k!lling anybody who rap n*gga
that head too big but you can bet he never cap n*gga
cold like skinny dipping in ontario, man
cut you rappers in half like stereo tracks
take a head start, can’t get fairer than that
i don’t care about that, i swear that i’m fast even with me carrying rap
greedy with the green, i ain’t sharing the cash, rap sick i’m wearing a mask
ain’t n0body holding up to mix
keep a close watch, never got the time, rolly on my wrist
hoping that my words hold up, i’m overclocking in
see, you think sh*t sweet but it’s the polar opposite
i’m a mix of mj and ali, a certified k!ller
that’s a thriller in manila, my n*gga
for real, godd*mn

[verse 14: iamchriscraig]
n*gga better jot this, i’m the criminal’s accomplice
thinking you better than christopher really be utter nonsense
i smack down and i rock sh*t
you would think my name is dwayne johnson
n*gga stone cold, but he raw with a pen
hard as it gets, divinity is harbored within
you starting your sh*t, i really can’t be bothered with it
i brought a little pump to harvard and i’m dropping them quick
don’t be like me, n*ggas gonna d*i*e
if they wanna step up to a n*gga
it’ll be spike lee, when i grab a c*l*i*p
and i get to shooting up a fl!ck
i am known to be monstrous
they compare me to a loch ness, how i tear up a town
but i am told to be god sent
by the words of a prophet, and now i’m looking for crowns okay

[verse 15: leechy boi]
we’re really here to stay, you ain’t really here to play
you ain’t really with the gang, but you claim you bang
i’ve been slaving by the day, barely sleeping, i can’t take
all the stresses, you’re messing with my income you pay
known for power and the clout, but i’m down for the linking
put a hole in your battleship, you’re down for the sinking
breaking the bow, bringing you down, you ain’t rising past me
off the lines, i’m a leech, i’m loud when i’m tweaking
sitting in my room got me thinking ’bout that bad sh*t
a xanny every day, yeah, prescription, not a habit
everybody getting money, knew i had to have it
if i didn’t curve ’em, i’d be caught up in the madness
a bad habit, i was caught up in the caskets
shoot a .23, that boy, he caught up in the basket
red down to the bone, yeah, he running with them rabbits
old school, still blasting, i’m a brand new classic

[verse 16: splxt]
where it’s at my guy?
barely rapping, what is that my guy?
what you say is cap and so my face is kappa
pull the gat and you’ll get capped, my guy
or you’re running from us
word to big mama ’cause your mother chungus
so an uppercut will under function not result in a reduction of an imposter if there’s one among us
you’ll get hit in the chest, now you’re losing your breath
and i’m shocking and bringing ’em back to life, my fist is a defibrillator
when i get to writing, every line i’m dropping is exciting like when you’re seeing an egg develop inside of an incubator
you following the beef, little bo peep
lock ’em under the ground, they’ll be lowkey
so clean that i get to smoking ’em with no weed
stay blessed, but i don’t sneeze

- james daley lyrics

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