Okay, we gotta go deep, deep, deep to the underground
Take every breath out of my body if I don't stay real, for life, yeah
Turn it up, turn it up, yeah
Welcome to the underground, that basement life
Way underneath the earth
Dig up dirt, termites and baby mice
Scattering below the surface
We deep in the soil, we jackhammerin' to the core of it all
Avoiding the laws, outside the cornerstores with the raw
Take me back again, before ice around me
On stage performing while they fighting around me
Later somebody gun popped
The good old days, we from the streets
Making plays, either you grind or you incomplete
Open the year '86 Lafite
For the time that the team was confined to four walls and now we meet
How about it for the real? Now I can fly to Saudi
Doing deals, coming back, whole fam showered in souvenirs
If my kids are nepo babies, it was destined
And they blessed, let 'em go crazy
Healing is important, live it if you talk it
Children get the short end of the stick, let's make better choices
And everything costs, there's a price just to breathe
Everything gets taxed, nothing in life's free
So ain't nobody stealing my peace, I'm still a beast
If I gotta put a piece in somebody grill and release
Figurative speech, picture me a civilian packing heat
Back in the days, waves, immature, naiveté
By the tender age of 12, around some men who made
Made it through situations that was inhumane
Eatin' twelve course dinners, look how the menu change
But the men ain't changed
Yeah, welcome to the underground
Coming straight from the underground
Coming straight from the underground
A 24-carat go-to-war addict
Manic, way beyond boss status
I need a room with the walls padded about mine
Cops used to pat us down
Old straps, we got passed down
From old legends, let us hold they weapons
They saw in us the coldness that was in they essence
Hear the street confessions
If you kill a legend, now you a legend
The one who take out a legend
He next to be a legend, allegedly
Yeah, enamored, feel it?
I channel through the annals of the life of Ali
My spirit animal
Fearless ice grill your camera crew
Epitomized, personified, an open letter to multiple golden eras that ended
I go forever
Official tissue, life-changer, masterpiece theater
Fuck your candy-ass Grammy grabs
I open fire like Panthers behind sandbags
With my comrades, onslaught
Turn you corny nigga to cornstarch
I lead and you just go with it
The one who clashed with the whole system
Since I entered the scene I just roll different
Now they code switching
They soul missing
A Catholic preist appears in your mirror
Y'all awaited Preem and Nas like it's Detox
Forget the drum machine when Preem could just do the beatbox
Or bang on the top of a table, let his house key knock
And I can freestyle, they can't see Nas
Welcome to the underground
Coming straight from the underground
Coming straight from the underground
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