Artist: Big K.R.I.T. Album: Live from the Underground Song: Live from the Underground Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com [Chorus] Pushing rhymes underground like moonshine with jump like juke joints, ride like old 'Lacs Down like four flats, shine like gold grills Curls and chrome rims, bitch, you know what it is, I'm Live from the underground, underground Live from the underground, underground Underground, underground Live from the underground railroad [Big K.R.I.T.] My poppa told me get paper, motherfuck a hater Them Js look clean son, but elevate to gators I took that shit to heart, plus I dug it like a crater I'm giving out game player, are there any takers? While you was quarter sacking, I was quarterbacking Calling plays every day, level All-Madden High five, cloud nine, private jet lacking Treat the seal like a vinyl record, gotta keep it cracking Shall I pour up? Blow some smoke up, get my spit on Grab a paper, sit on a track and get my shit on Ice cold water with the flow minus the lemon I'm Cinematic Multi, what label you been on? Old school ride, flicking ashes in the tray Smoking up the booth, blowing static in they face C.R.E.A.M., cash rules everything around me King, checker board nigga, go and crown me [Chorus] [Big K.R.I.T.] Keep it rolled, I'm supposed to lose control Oh no, pop the trunk, burn a skunk and slam a do', do', do' Window crack on the ave, marinate the scene When I lean and crawl, couldn't see me with your high beams Play my part, I got heart, I'm tailor gator sharp Plus we sit taller than monster trucks in them trailer parks Ride candy coated, it cost a grip, but I had to blow it Insides was rusty, my seats is bucket, but you'll never know it Forever tinted, so you can't peep while your bitch up in it You call her phone, she give you tone like, why you tripping? Cold blooded ain't it, but that's how it be when they want that cash When you ain't around, anybody could be in that ass Heard that from 8Ball homeboy girlfriend If she a bopper, then she probably ain't your girl then You claim you pimping, don't be tricking, wear a curl then And find some paint to throw some swirls in [Chorus] [Outro - repeat to end] We going live, from the underground From the underground From the underground