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straight to the underground - madopelli music lyrics

[intro: harry lime (orson welles)]
like the fella says, in italy for 30 years under the borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, and bloodshed, but they produced michelangelo, leonardo da vinci, and the renaissance. in switzerland they had brotherly love * they had 500 years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? the cuckoo clock

[chorus: m.a.d. & ant dog]
i told my momma how i ain’t worked this hard to give up now
for every payload on my soul, there’s incomes crashing down
well i’m a soldier, ten toes down planted faithfully
i got somе demons on my back, y’all say you prayin’ for me
i got thesе demons inside of me grabbing me tightly
you’re bringing me straight to the underground
well i told my momma i’m working hard, hustle, no days off
i still remain in the underground
[verse 1: m.a.d.]
still remain in the underground from which it came
but i’ve opened doors with mobiles and h*rnets know my name
they see the profit from madopelli, we dollar signs
but i’m out for mines, these checks and we sign the dotted lines
open for discussion, we bustin’ ’em off with any round
fakers fit the shoes and we rockin’ shows by the plenty now
better get your hands up, better move ’em side to side
better get your money up ’cause k!llers ain’t got no time to die
ain’t too many want to hang with the mad one, no bluffin, murder be the fashion
get cash and get it to the last one, lie on your moves, fake bust like a cat gun
i battle nightly, these demons fighting me
and murder on the mic the only time that life excites me

[verse 2: ant dog]
pop the top and i’ma swig it down, no days off and it’s an overload
this is what we gotta do to keep it goin’, i know that they know it
there no handouts where i’m from, hustle no days off, get it done
put the footwork in underground kings, bleed for the sh*t, unbelievable dreams
i ain’t got time for the bullsh*t, i play my cards right and know it’s on time
this one’s for the fam putting in work steady on the grind
even if it hurts give it all i got, pressure on the spot
thoughts of giving in, yeah, we done a lot
i am my own worst enemy, f*ck outta here when the demons got ahold of me
there ain’t no time for givin’ in, cross the finish line, do it again
ride along, it’s a process, gettin’ this money’s a daily routine
messin’ with the squad, madopelli team gotta hit the road, pull up on the scene
k!llin’ every show, smoke a lot of weed, put it on the d*mn heart on my sleeve
[chorus: m.a.d. & ant dog]
i told my momma how i ain’t worked this hard to give up now
for every payload on my soul, there’s incomes crashing down
well i’m a soldier, ten toes down planted faithfully
i got some demons on my back, y’all say you prayin’ for me
i got these demons inside of me grabbing me tightly
you’re bringing me straight to the underground
well i told my momma i’m working hard, hustle, no days off
i still remain in the underground

- madopelli music lyrics

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