Kai.Oti, yeah
Airing out grievances from the jump
Added some bass just to make it bump
Ladies go wild when we loop the drums
Spin that shit loud, that's her favorite song
Baby where you from, is it better?
Tryna leave this town since forever
Watching them ashes falling like some feathers
The city is burning 'round us, stick together
We give 'em that 70's vibe, you such a heavenly sight
Warriors done came out to play, yeah that's definitely right
Blades out like Wesley Snipes
We the forgotten and lost, do not to mess wit me, guy
Learn how to cherish yo life
Driving through rubble and urban decay, they done threw us away
If they even acknowledge our pain, then it's heresy right?
We give em that kerosene light, that's patience
Ride wit me to the location
Grandmaster Flash spinning tunes in his basement
Party wit that Zulu Nation
Maybe one day they won't be so complacent
Uproot from the very foundation
Red Chevy Malibu, now she embrace it, yeah
Down for a drive til we racing
Give 'em a taste and they become addicts
Now we just party all night like fanatics
May call it rap or they may call it madness
I call it America putting on glasses
Yeah, let it sink in, its the f*cking Titanic
DJ Kool Herc got the whole place erratic
12 gon pull up, get the homies to scatter
Let's meet up tomorrow, we solving mathematics
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
Difference tween hell and heaven
One is on Earth and one's in your heart
Ghost riding through Armageddon
We diving in blind and swimming wit sharks
Blackout of '77, yeah
Chill wit the brethren, stealing some parts
And now whole hood got legends
We turning them tables, earning them marks
Flipping that heat on some tapes in the park
Sell so much weight, we attracting the narcs
Hear them white kids have been calling it art
Parents gon' find it and tear it apart, damn
When the whole world get so dark?
Might write about it and show 'em my scars
Put it on wax til its topping the charts
Teach it in colleges, only the start, wow
Now they done being complacent
Uproot from the very foundation
Still make it bop, she gon always embrace it, yeah
Down for a drink til we chase it
Man you should see the type homes we been casing
Pull off the job with the greatest of mobs
Now the whole world can feel it, that's odd
Yet nobody do it like us, we them gods
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck, aye
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck
Yeah
What they ever given us, given us? Aye (zip)
What they ever given us, given us? (F*ck Doomsday)
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck, aye
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck (F*ck Doomsday)
We ain't never giving up, giving up, nah
Run that shit, give it up
Kaíoti - The Very Foundation (feat. Tim Saunders) Lyrics
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English
Kai.Oti, yeah
Airing out grievances from the jump
Added some bass just to make it bump
Ladies go wild when we loop the drums
Spin that shit loud, that's her favorite song
Baby where you from, is it better?
Tryna leave this town since forever
Watching them ashes falling like some feathers
The city is burning 'round us, stick together
We give 'em that 70's vibe, you such a heavenly sight
Warriors done came out to play, yeah that's definitely right
Blades out like Wesley Snipes
We the forgotten and lost, do not to mess wit me, guy
Learn how to cherish yo life
Driving through rubble and urban decay, they done threw us away
If they even acknowledge our pain, then it's heresy right?
We give em that kerosene light, that's patience
Ride wit me to the location
Grandmaster Flash spinning tunes in his basement
Party wit that Zulu Nation
Maybe one day they won't be so complacent
Uproot from the very foundation
Red Chevy Malibu, now she embrace it, yeah
Down for a drive til we racing
Give 'em a taste and they become addicts
Now we just party all night like fanatics
May call it rap or they may call it madness
I call it America putting on glasses
Yeah, let it sink in, its the f*cking Titanic
DJ Kool Herc got the whole place erratic
12 gon pull up, get the homies to scatter
Let's meet up tomorrow, we solving mathematics
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
Difference tween hell and heaven
One is on Earth and one's in your heart
Ghost riding through Armageddon
We diving in blind and swimming wit sharks
Blackout of '77, yeah
Chill wit the brethren, stealing some parts
And now whole hood got legends
We turning them tables, earning them marks
Flipping that heat on some tapes in the park
Sell so much weight, we attracting the narcs
Hear them white kids have been calling it art
Parents gon' find it and tear it apart, damn
When the whole world get so dark?
Might write about it and show 'em my scars
Put it on wax til its topping the charts
Teach it in colleges, only the start, wow
Now they done being complacent
Uproot from the very foundation
Still make it bop, she gon always embrace it, yeah
Down for a drink til we chase it
Man you should see the type homes we been casing
Pull off the job with the greatest of mobs
Now the whole world can feel it, that's odd
Yet nobody do it like us, we them gods
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck, aye
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck
Yeah
What they ever given us, given us? Aye (zip)
What they ever given us, given us? (F*ck Doomsday)
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck, aye
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck (F*ck Doomsday)
We ain't never giving up, giving up, nah
Run that shit, give it up
Airing out grievances from the jump
Added some bass just to make it bump
Ladies go wild when we loop the drums
Spin that shit loud, that's her favorite song
Baby where you from, is it better?
Tryna leave this town since forever
Watching them ashes falling like some feathers
The city is burning 'round us, stick together
We give 'em that 70's vibe, you such a heavenly sight
Warriors done came out to play, yeah that's definitely right
Blades out like Wesley Snipes
We the forgotten and lost, do not to mess wit me, guy
Learn how to cherish yo life
Driving through rubble and urban decay, they done threw us away
If they even acknowledge our pain, then it's heresy right?
We give em that kerosene light, that's patience
Ride wit me to the location
Grandmaster Flash spinning tunes in his basement
Party wit that Zulu Nation
Maybe one day they won't be so complacent
Uproot from the very foundation
Red Chevy Malibu, now she embrace it, yeah
Down for a drive til we racing
Give 'em a taste and they become addicts
Now we just party all night like fanatics
May call it rap or they may call it madness
I call it America putting on glasses
Yeah, let it sink in, its the f*cking Titanic
DJ Kool Herc got the whole place erratic
12 gon pull up, get the homies to scatter
Let's meet up tomorrow, we solving mathematics
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
Difference tween hell and heaven
One is on Earth and one's in your heart
Ghost riding through Armageddon
We diving in blind and swimming wit sharks
Blackout of '77, yeah
Chill wit the brethren, stealing some parts
And now whole hood got legends
We turning them tables, earning them marks
Flipping that heat on some tapes in the park
Sell so much weight, we attracting the narcs
Hear them white kids have been calling it art
Parents gon' find it and tear it apart, damn
When the whole world get so dark?
Might write about it and show 'em my scars
Put it on wax til its topping the charts
Teach it in colleges, only the start, wow
Now they done being complacent
Uproot from the very foundation
Still make it bop, she gon always embrace it, yeah
Down for a drink til we chase it
Man you should see the type homes we been casing
Pull off the job with the greatest of mobs
Now the whole world can feel it, that's odd
Yet nobody do it like us, we them gods
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
F*ck doomsday, we all survivors now
Last crusade, this what we all about
Smooth moves, I'm an old soul, watch for that body count
Like true mafiosos, know we be wilin' out
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck, aye
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck
Yeah
What they ever given us, given us? Aye (zip)
What they ever given us, given us? (F*ck Doomsday)
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck, aye
Crying like we give a f*ck, give a f*ck (F*ck Doomsday)
We ain't never giving up, giving up, nah
Run that shit, give it up
Writer: Quentin Garriett
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid