Thelonious Martin, Domo Genesis, Curren$y - Atlantis lyrics
[Thelonious Martin, Domo Genesis, Curren$y - Atlantis lyrics]
And so the gods decided
Great is the fear for you
When your eye takes the field against those
Who tried to raise against you
Make your eye go down
And strike the mutineers with disaster
The eye shouldn't rest in your forehead
Now it has to go down as 'Hat-Hor'
Uh
Don't get your fitted split in this New Era
Sweet situations turn sour
Milk for the cheddar
Knowing it could never be better
Just hope it span next them
Settle for my leftover scraps
Discarded women ferrari engines under glass
Freshmans with seniority
This is the upper class
Run through traffic lights
Every day looking like it's being
Shot by Hype Williams bitch, I am on the way
Checking the mail, check it on the scale
What it say?
Pay what it Wraith, no time to waste
I'm on the grind
You see my face? I'm here to stay
Only thing temporary was the
Benz wagon license plates
I'm in and out of love with this rap hustling
Shit got drugs in it
Suitcase full of bloody money
When we spend it with the jeweller
He don't worry 'bout nothin'
Its light shines shine on
Bitch
Fuck is life? Rap, money and fast bitches
Mad cos my ankles got achy
From all this ass kicking
I'm blasted off this backwood
I'm only getting it if the cash good
You don't terrify me, been in mad hoods
Your shot for the top kinda slim
If you plot against me
I'll body everything just for solace
My kinda instinct is snowing
If it was war, we was there, front line
Flossing flawless, blowing Porsches
In the air, the most gorgeous of affairs
Wait to see who I'm arriving with tonight
Survival of the fittest
I don't think you surviving through the night
Pound for pound, title
Screams for my arrival to the fight
Can't trust a soul, rolling with
A Bible and a knife, uh
Hail Mary, leave rappers in mortuaries
What's a half-assed track to a
Savage? Of course it's scary
A monster and a half, I'm a master
My corpses buried i'm an urban legend
Something like Gary or Bloody Mary
Its light shines shine on
Great is the fear for you
When your eye takes the field against those
Who tried to raise against you
Make your eye go down
And strike the mutineers with disaster
The eye shouldn't rest in your forehead
Now it has to go down as 'Hat-Hor'
Uh
Don't get your fitted split in this New Era
Sweet situations turn sour
Milk for the cheddar
Knowing it could never be better
Just hope it span next them
Settle for my leftover scraps
Discarded women ferrari engines under glass
Freshmans with seniority
This is the upper class
Run through traffic lights
Every day looking like it's being
Shot by Hype Williams bitch, I am on the way
Checking the mail, check it on the scale
What it say?
Pay what it Wraith, no time to waste
I'm on the grind
You see my face? I'm here to stay
Only thing temporary was the
Benz wagon license plates
I'm in and out of love with this rap hustling
Shit got drugs in it
Suitcase full of bloody money
When we spend it with the jeweller
He don't worry 'bout nothin'
Its light shines shine on
Bitch
Fuck is life? Rap, money and fast bitches
Mad cos my ankles got achy
From all this ass kicking
I'm blasted off this backwood
I'm only getting it if the cash good
You don't terrify me, been in mad hoods
Your shot for the top kinda slim
If you plot against me
I'll body everything just for solace
My kinda instinct is snowing
If it was war, we was there, front line
Flossing flawless, blowing Porsches
In the air, the most gorgeous of affairs
Wait to see who I'm arriving with tonight
Survival of the fittest
I don't think you surviving through the night
Pound for pound, title
Screams for my arrival to the fight
Can't trust a soul, rolling with
A Bible and a knife, uh
Hail Mary, leave rappers in mortuaries
What's a half-assed track to a
Savage? Of course it's scary
A monster and a half, I'm a master
My corpses buried i'm an urban legend
Something like Gary or Bloody Mary
Its light shines shine on