[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Death to the radio nigga, this is where that saga ends
About the line of David like comics[?] of king Solomon
Spitting that cookoo-khakha and nigga, we ain't coppin' it
Words it like currency, all my fans here with it profited[?]
Spit it it's prosperous, UA no stoppin' this
Get in my way, my third eye aimed like I'm cocking it
Stay in your lane, the words I say move them continents
Issa the [???] hot flame-molten lava shit
All these fucking rappers acting actors, don't know how to act
Pull they cards, they cards were blank, I'm acing all these royal tracks
Putting kings up on the map, I'm matching Queens with all my Jacks
Laughing[?] from a peasant to an empire aristocrat
[Hook: Issa Gold]
Build the Metropolis, call it Indigo providence
Build the Metropolis, call it Indigo providence
[Verse 2: AK]
Consciousness creation
A nigga had to come to a realization
Use to go to church 'til I found my place
Been up in this world and it can create to unfurl
It's human nature to pursue this paper
Gain all the knowledge but just hoping to make us
So I leave the impoverished cause they struggle the hardest
And I came from the same place, stuck in the darkness
Don't fight the voices within
We all know right from wrong we ain't kids
I'm rooting for the light and fighting 'til the end
And my insight heighten minds like 8 strands,[?] uh
Like to tell you you ain't nothing of value
Try to compel you from the wisdom inside you
Hit the rebel[?] and if you ever decide to
Wee wee mothafucka let me guide you, uh
Kill me with the flow, what's the Young Indigo
We rush around the globe, love potion in your [?]
Blow 'dro 'til overdose still focus on my goals
Promote and go to shows I'm chosen I suppose
Spit[?] straight facts to [?] home
When I'm [?] way back to this home of mine throne
Need ahold of me, couple eternity's pass
When your memory back then I take what I own
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Issa Gold]
Sent to twist[?] im making moves
Chasing the cool breaking the rules
Animals can't bang with you
I'm floatin' like an angel, fool
Sour tokes you lost that hope
I'll make a fucking man of you
Your remote, control your zone
That's why you ain't a fan of you
Took it, Loca, leave the show
Lieutenant to Indigo
Don't fuck with no hoes
She on the low, you need to let it go
Tokeing all my smoke I'm blowing O
She choking-choking though
Gold up on my soul like my cologne
You know that's medical
Praise to the [???] bow down like the Peasant folks
The holy [???] lead the truth like we in a moat[?]
Floatin' I'm on your coast 'bout to go kill another show
Blowing that killer 'dro when the [???] centerfold
[Hook]
[Verse 4: AK]
Back on my shit again
Sour spliff probably sippin' Hen
Can't win just sittin' there, homie
Get up and grow a pair, uh
Came up from the gutter like I'm next to [?]
But still know that my soul worth more than gold
I smoke O's 'til my limit then I'm comatose
But don't test your [???] nigga play your role, uh
Living in a dream but this shit is what it seem
My team rank supreme, we steam packs of green
Juice got the 'dro with wax who got the lean
Stoned like Jerome [???] ligue
Killing this shit nigga follow my lead
Dream free mothafuckin' nigga looked what I reached
Not peaked but I hover over nigga like [???]
Like feed all my brothers, I'm a legend my G
[Hook]
- 专辑：Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium
- 歌手：The Underachievers
- 歌曲：Metropolis
