SpaceGhostPurrp - Underground lyrics

[Verse 1] This ain't no bullsh** This ain't no J.Cole, Rock And Roll It's that raider sh** Coming from Downtown Stacking my money down You mix-tape rappers won't survive in the underground Cause Space n***a is the Ghost f**ing from coast to coast n***a don't learn He'll get burn, like some french toast Don't even get close To me with that bullsh** Live your life slow Or die fast from the bullet, b**h n***as they full of it Acting like goons sh** How you a thug and its 2011, b**h? n***as can't get a job Because of my President Won't hire me cuz I'm black And they prejudice That's just irrelevant That's why I wear all black If I ain't a raider, b**h? Then what do you call that? They say that I'm underrated They gettin' hot to the sound f** all you wack rappers! Who won't survive in the motherf**ing underground [Hook]: Ground, ground(hide down) Ground, ground(hide down) Ground, ground(hide down) Who won't survive to the underground Ground, ground(hide down) Ground, ground(hide down) Ground, ground(hide down) Who won't survive in the underground Ground, ground(hide down) Ground, ground(hide down) Ground, ground(hide down) Who won't survive in the underground Ground, ground(hide down) Ground, ground(hide down) Ground, ground(hide down) [Verse 2] Trill, i got you Jane, i got you Mick, i got you Lou, i got you too And b**h, I'm from Miami Where n***as stay dolo-olo, and never (?) Cause n***as cut throat Rest in piece, my n***a Jitt from 18th Block Why he had to go? And never wife a ho, If you like her Cause If you ever skeet in that b**h Then that's your life, bruh You only got one life, bruh Keep your head to the sky With the joint and the lighter So pull-up smokin harder And cut this volume up So yo a** could get higher (TOASTY!) And I will not retire Til the rap game, go back straight like a wire So get high to my sounds And tell these rappers They won't survive in the motherf**ing underground [Outro] Ay my n***a I wanna give a motherf**ing shoutout To my motherf**in little brother Ladarius Frazer Today is March 1st 2011 And my homie is in Heaven Smilin' down, right now Lookin at me right now You proud of this sh** right now? Cause if you was here right now , we would be doing this sh** right now Wavvy Muney Jitt, YML Jitt , Ladarius n***a I love you bruh Imma do this sh** for you n***a, for real You were at 18th block, he died on 18th, he be on that 7th street for life n***a Cause he got the cops, he didn't knew that sh** What'up Markese man? Man what up kese bruh? What's good bruh? Hold your keys n***a You feel me Junko, what's happenning cuzo? OG for life, baby I ain't gonna never forget where I grw up at, you feel me? OG style baby Rest in Piece love, the love of grandmother Put your family first, you feel me? Cuz if it ain't family, it ain't sh**, for real Know what I'm saying And don't trust nobody My n***a died March on 13th 2010 I wanna dedicate this song to Jitt baby, I love you bruh Watch over me I love you, did I told you that? Boy (Sound Effects and Instrumental)