The most official, 30 winters down you know the issue
still splitting wigs splintering bones and ripping tissue
Legalize, Sir-J
Eagle Eye wordplay
The desert eagles poppin like they bottles on my birthday
architect, D.O.B, gods of the darkest set
We built this
Who taught you how to kill?
It was our cassette
The filthiest
Villainous kingpins of the wilderness
Spot the land and drop the anchor on ‘em
Respect the rank and honor,
my shank could pierce through a tanks armory
Thank karma for our rise to the top
Worldwide unification through the grace of hip-hop
I see it all and did it twice, clips dropping, blood spilling,
Waving my gun on stage, tryna give you this feeling,
Rip my heart out and hand it to you, hoping you can heal it,
Put my soul in every word my people know what the real is, the illest,
Aborigines of funk, still killing
We are, we are, we are -
Kings of underground!
Ch-ch Pow! Moscow with the rugged sound
(D.O.B.!) Beating suckaz up since we came around
30 winters down and we only starting
We are, we are, we are -
Kings of underground!
Ch-ch Pow! Moscow with the rugged sound
(D.O.B.!) Beating suckaz up since we came around
30 winters down and we only starting
Now or never,
is freedom a demonstration of terror?
Separate the head from the neck of a legislative member
Invinci-bull shit I spot as soon as I enter
Inventive , impeccable weapon smith the specter
Lord and professor, the primordial confessor of knowledge and wisdom
My minds a college, my heart is a prison
Free the scholars lets fill up the cells with politicians
Foul conditions polished my style, survivalist
A wild mystic, the future in my palm’s a biscuit
Scientific, high above the abyss
Moonwalking on a tightrope in untied kicks with a chopper and fifth of vodka,
That’s where I wrote this
Yeah, Dept of Bustahs, Gods of the rugged sound
Clutching the crown ‘til we’re stiff and stuck in the ground
Crack the can and let the demons out
Let’s pack the stands with a hundred thousand fans all screaming out—
We are, we are, we are -
Kings of underground!
Ch-ch Pow! Moscow with the rugged sound
(D.O.B.!) Beating suckaz up since we came around
30 winters down and we only starting
We are, we are, we are -
Kings of underground!
Ch-ch Pow! Moscow with the rugged sound/
(D.O.B.!) Beating suckaz up since we came aroun
30 winters down and we only starting
No shout outs! We did it ourselves!!
Fuck the rest!
