Take Your Place

Текст песни The Underachievers - Take Your Place

Take Your Place Lyrics[Intro: Issa Gold]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Lord, lord

[Verse 1: AKTHESAVIOR]
AK the illest, bring faith to your villages
Pass me the cake and an eighth of that killa'
Your brain is at stake, break away or be dinner plate
Smoking on broccoli, help her hyperventilate
Haters gon' hate, but the winners gon' finish race
Don’t let me demonstrate, that’s how your men get slayed
Floating on OG, can't replicate
Stay on the west, so the cous' gotta regulate
Know we gon' elevate, fuck what a peasant say
Just let the resume resonate heavily
Soon as I hop out, them chicks form assembly
Christ of this century, so they befriendin' me, uh
Enemies hope for the end of this energy
Spreadin' that evil, them spirits can't enter me
Puffin' on diesel, no ego the remedy
Holiest entity, fuck is you sayin', G?
[Verse 2: Issa Gold]
S.O.A., I'm a rider (uh, huh!)
Trapped in yo' conscience, my nigga, you wildin' (uh, huh!)
Sail cross the seven seas, nigga, Poseidon (uh, huh!)
Spreadin' the truth with my shooter beside me (let's go)
Wish he would front by the end of my blunt
We make sure he get jumped, ain't no more 1 on 1's
Two shots to the lungs, bet he fall like a bum
That's drunk off the rum, hope his homies would come (let's go)
That's why I be talkin' 'bout peace, man (that's right)
'Cause where I'm from, these niggas'll blam you as soon as you reach, fam
I'm stuck off this blunt, rollin' up 'til it's stuffed, motherfucker, that's three grams (three grams)
Think you fuckin' with the gods, you must be out yo' mind
Mothafuckas be tweakin'
Two shots for your weak gang

[Chorus: Issa Gold]
Wait, wait, wait
My niggas don't play, my niggas don't play
Them niggas is fake, fake, fake
Don't fuck with the snakes, don't fuck with the snakes
Y'all niggas ain't safe, safe, safe
Get the fuck out my face, get the fuck out my face
Nigga's life is a waste, waste, waste
Gon' find another nigga to come and take yo' place (go!)
[Verse 3: Issa Gold]
Shout out to all of this ganja
Blowin' down trees like a new forest fire
Nigga not quittin', I thought of retiring
'Til I done realize these niggas is tired
All I gotta do is drop them that fire
So I'm tying up my shoes, tell 'em try me
Got 'em singing blues, these niggas is choirs
I don't fuck with fools, a nigga stay silent (uh)
Sippin' and puffin' on green
Fuck with growers, watch them cut down the trees
Cut it, bag it, flip it, ship it to me
Got it on the arm, that's basically free
Paid to talk, a nigga livin' the dream
Spend a hundred dollars, four of the lean
Mary Jane, we married that faithfully
Do the drugs, the drugs, they never do me

[Chorus: Issa Gold]
Wait, wait, wait
My niggas don't play, my niggas don't play
Them niggas is fake, fake, fake
Don't fuck with the snakes, don't fuck with the snakes
Y'all niggas ain't safe, safe, safe
Get the fuck out my face, get the fuck out my face
Nigga's life is a waste, waste, waste
Gon' find another nigga to come and take yo' place (go!)
[Verse 4: AKTHESAVIOR]
UA take over the atlas and draw with the AK, that's 4-7 balance
So vacate, don't challenge, got artistic talents
That's just what she said, then I made her my canvas
I came up from Flatbush, made it on my own
Now we established, smoke one to the dome
It's a new chapter, pages to my soul
Got to keep one eye open and stay on yo' toes
My nigga, play your role
(My nigga, play your role)
(My nigga, play your role)
Wheely, pop up on a nigga blocka'
If he think he harder 'cause a nigga conscious
Gotta keep the choppa' just to cease the nonsense
But we fight for peace, know that the kids are watching
Known to keep it G always, I'm Joseph Stalin wildin'
Chased my dreams, homie, now money pilin'
Hollering Hallelujah spit that bombin' fluid
Taught her Karma Sutra, gave her body bruises
If you want it, I got it, one quick maneuver
Try to diss the rulers, we got distant shooters
I'm the highest, blow chronic if there’s a roof
Indigo army, we mobbin' like, "where’s the loot?"
Got a problem? Got no time, you too minuscule
Fuck all yo' questions, you know I hate interviews
In a few seconds, could knock some sense into you
Bittersweet interlude, quickly bring end to you imbeciles
Know you pretend and you lame
Couldn't enter in my circle, no way
All my niggas out here making some change
As we sit at the top, take a look where we came
Now the game ain't the same21