Thunderground

By Azeem

On Craft Classic

Released on 2001

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[Intro]

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Underground


[Verse 1]

Out here it's drastic, will trip the underworld fantastic

Elastic cuisines from cardboard and plastic

It's ass in fashion, an army with no discipline

Caskets, half-dick promoters off acid

When the peak of victory come, hate starts tumblin'

That's a tricky one, they only love you when you strugglin'

Fumblin' connections for fortunes, we a tortured lot

We beat dealers, tradin' numbers like diamond stocks

It's Negro mania live from Lithuania

Surveillance and aliases shows in Australia

We spread our names like malaria Bay Area networkers

Come across like the kick box circuit, it's worth it

Driftin' persons searchin' urgent like a Persian insurgence

For nervous word smiths, the purpose of first merchant

We corner markets, spark the target after worship

Where no man is perfect, get to work and close the circus curtains

Flourish like the opium trade in China

Wine you and dine you in the mind, not malls and cop a writers block

Clock, only one crop can stop that AK

We'll follow cops just to find out where the spots at

Young and unknown, the frost bit fingers of Mingus

We cold writers, some of earths great thinkers

Turn the wind into a church verse, give wings to English

Release light darkness, angels and God's demons

Singin' seeds sleepin on floors and flea carpets

Swift like Arabian archers, dark marksmen watch

You can't stop it, props of 5 rockets

Turn wine to ink and get the sky drunk off it

It's underground


[Chorus]

Underground is givin' a fuck, tryna come up

Sittin' on some records you love

What is underground?

Underground just doesn't exist, we do it for kicks

Addicted to the way that we live

This is underground

Underground is live where you rest

Subliminal stress, survivin' off beats by Protest

What is underground?

Fight for your keep, a hater of sleep

No stranger to heat in the language of streets

Yo this is underground


[Verse 2]

Obscure noise hollow hearts out, style linguist of Moscow

Soft style songs get tossed out

It's not with the signatures, it's word of mouth

Herb droughts, livin' room couch, strippers named EveBelieve

Hocus Pocus catch a quote, get you open

Show the difference between deceivin' and bein' Beethoven

Live from Oakland, nightmare specialist, chrome killer

Smilin' in the end like this the Thriller (Ha-ha-ha)

Comedy music, mood manipulation

From the bus to radio station invasion

Crew instigation, compositions, compilations, competitions

Mad faces, we'll shatter reputations

In straight jackets, safe crackers, great mackers, pay backers

True lyricists, we hate rappers

Tic Toc'in' future tactic travel

Time backwards, notebook tablet, public babble

It's underground


[Chorus]

Underground is givin' a fuck, tryna come up

Sittin' on some records you love

What is underground?

Underground just doesn't exist, we do it for kicks

Addicted to the way that we live

This is underground

Underground is live where you rest

Subliminal stress, survivin' off beats by Protest

What is underground?

Fight for your keep, a hater of sleep

No stranger to heat in the language of streets

Yo this is underground


[Verse 3]

It's the passion to flip, murder tracks like Hiram Abiff

On Friday the 5th like fightin' a fit, writin' will slip

Disc inside of ya chest, no hidin', no rest

Anxiety quality wearily climbin' you grimely

Peepin' the sign'ery forgery, seekin' sovereignty

Harmony wobbly garglin' dram-edy, probably sloppily

Livin' improperly on someone's rented property

Deep like Socrates but in poverty

Sins of hypocrisy, hip-hop has bureaucracy

Half mockery, ass kiss monopoly, jock'ery, flock'ery

Jerk'ery, fuck'ery, trickery, bickerin', sickenin'

Ticklin', thuggery occasionally flickerin'

Vendettas, wizardry of gadgetry

Police academy pattin' down the anatomy

The show ends in casualties, money bows to gravity

We'll sling blank tapes just to be home by Saturday

It's underground