KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Underground lyrics
[KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Underground lyrics]
I remember when it was a gold
Coin with a dot through it
If you dropped one in the turnstile
Then you got through it
That's what all the working folks did
Before I got to it
Me? I checked my surroundings and then
I just hopped through it
If i saw a brand new homeless man
I would not do it
Field boots and puffy hoodie
That's the cop stupid
I got a ball game in the city ain't
Got no time to take no L's
Buy a token Younger Joell wait's for the L
Walk by a true homeless man
You won't forget the smell
Can't even sit by them
They get that whole bench to theyself
I was staying near the edge of the platform
Where the rats storm
It's hundreds of them down in them
Tracks getting they snack on
If any of them couldn't keep up
Then they came back for them
Could see they all would scatter when
The train's one stop away
My first GPS, they gave me the ETA
I'll navigate this MTA 'till I get to the NBA
Fast forward headphones over my ears
Right thumb pressing and play
On that anti-shock CD Walkman from RCA
Transferring on eight avenue just waiting
On that A train to
Take me uptown And buy the grams of that yay
Smoking between the carts with my
Boys from around the way
Pocket full of re-up
Hope the block ain't hot today
I would get the butterflies when I
Was a couple of stops away doors open up
Fiends everywhere
You'll never forget the smell of
Crack smoke man I swear
Then we'd hike it up what seem
Like the longest set of stairs
Finally get to the surface and
A fresh breath of air get what you gotta get
Beware and stay clear of the rare looking
Cabbies with the dice in the mirror
Head back to the underground with
A sock full of hard
A prayer you don't get stopped
In a brand new MetroCard
Still standing near the edge of the platform
But this time with crack on them
Hoping nobody rats on them
Trying to survive riding an iron horse
Graffiti everywhere
Hope that's the only writing on the wall
Scoobity ba ba ba
Da da da da da da diddily dee a yey yey
Yeah your in the underground
Coin with a dot through it
If you dropped one in the turnstile
Then you got through it
That's what all the working folks did
Before I got to it
Me? I checked my surroundings and then
I just hopped through it
If i saw a brand new homeless man
I would not do it
Field boots and puffy hoodie
That's the cop stupid
I got a ball game in the city ain't
Got no time to take no L's
Buy a token Younger Joell wait's for the L
Walk by a true homeless man
You won't forget the smell
Can't even sit by them
They get that whole bench to theyself
I was staying near the edge of the platform
Where the rats storm
It's hundreds of them down in them
Tracks getting they snack on
If any of them couldn't keep up
Then they came back for them
Could see they all would scatter when
The train's one stop away
My first GPS, they gave me the ETA
I'll navigate this MTA 'till I get to the NBA
Fast forward headphones over my ears
Right thumb pressing and play
On that anti-shock CD Walkman from RCA
Transferring on eight avenue just waiting
On that A train to
Take me uptown And buy the grams of that yay
Smoking between the carts with my
Boys from around the way
Pocket full of re-up
Hope the block ain't hot today
I would get the butterflies when I
Was a couple of stops away doors open up
Fiends everywhere
You'll never forget the smell of
Crack smoke man I swear
Then we'd hike it up what seem
Like the longest set of stairs
Finally get to the surface and
A fresh breath of air get what you gotta get
Beware and stay clear of the rare looking
Cabbies with the dice in the mirror
Head back to the underground with
A sock full of hard
A prayer you don't get stopped
In a brand new MetroCard
Still standing near the edge of the platform
But this time with crack on them
Hoping nobody rats on them
Trying to survive riding an iron horse
Graffiti everywhere
Hope that's the only writing on the wall
Scoobity ba ba ba
Da da da da da da diddily dee a yey yey
Yeah your in the underground