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Ethereal by The Underachievers

Performed by
The Underachievers
Produced by
Supreme Cuts
Writed by
Supreme Cuts & Issa Gold & AKTHESAVIOR
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The Underachievers are saying that they’re educators of our era
and that they came up without the help of Satan(selling their souls);
yet, Issa says “Tryna give my generation some leverage//Been a
member of the dark remember?” This instigates that Issa knows
the dark and becomes enlightened. The UA...

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Ethereal Lyrics

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Came up, nigga, no elevators
Elevatin' haters with a pen and paper
Need to save up for some respirators
Cause these niggas hearts is filled up with hatin'
I'm the latest, but they run from Satan
Fuckin' slaves to paper but they never wake up
Demon faces powdered up with makeup
Only want the cake and I'm supposed to take her
Represent for the new age message, tryna give my generation some leverage
Been a member of the dark
Remember the fall of my soul? That's my November
Raise up into the light, it's only right that I lead the fight
I'm the sun up after the night, given insight to resurrect lives
Elixir sips, my nigga, take a hit
Your soul paper thin, my soul extra thick
I'm on my ancient shit, you can't pay for this
No genie in a bottle, but I get my wish, uh
Started from the bottom with no pot to piss
Now my generation love me and my conscious shit
Bull doze your prius, no stoppin' this
Weak niggas call it cocky, but it's confidence

[Verse 2: AK The Savior]
'Til the day I rest, I'm a beast like the Loch Ness
The best lowkey, that's me, young prophet
Spit bomb flows, torpedo drop
If your needle drop, better say I'm hot
How many motherfuckers wanna be at the top?
No effort, no triggers, nigga simple as that
Been through a lot so I fill a clip 'til stop
Tilt to the spot 'cause I been inhaling the pot
Silly motherfuckers think they runnin' shit
King-of-New-York talk, you're all soft pawns because your stomach's split
In the heap of battle, won't matter what sold platinum
Only thing that matters, your knowledge of war tactics
This is the Gaza, real dread locked roster
Execute a nigga talking shit in mi casa
Could've lost my life to the villainous monster
But my spirit just conquers everything I encounter
Motherfucker, hood is blown now each day
Now they burned out cause I earn from each race
Could've turned out on a jail route easy
But I stepped out the shade like a blunt, watch me blaze
UA the great, get your sin washed away
Tip top of shape, give me zip locks of dank
If you don't bake, nigga, pour up a drink
Live and have fun, nigga, come to your dreams

[Verse 3: Issa Gold]
Roll up a proper spliff, it's sittin' hot as shit
Dedicating every blunt to my prominence
Remain anonymous, unless it's commas to get
I was in a bottomless pit and now we float in the mist
Make the mist turn into monsoons
Pay the price and now we all colossal
Paint Picasso with a pencil, hostile
OG smoke engulfed in my nostrils
Make a toast, so what? We boast
We living lives, it don't take to know
We designed our hope, bet inside it sold
That's a rob in the coast like we riddin' a boat
Flatbush burnin' backwoods, attack coup
Bring a platoon to blast through you and your mans too
Bring it back up we masters better act cool
Turn the assholes and clap you and you damn fools

[Verse 4: AK The Savior]
Escape to a place of peace when the the drills blow
Happiness and love be the key to the real goal
Master in a game of life with no cheat codes
Told her no teeth and see she went beast mode
Hit her over stones at night and find my deep soul
Hit the bong, and long be gone alifinito
Incognito, hitter better reload
Everything you learn let it burn in the weed smoke
Inner light shinning like a diamond, hard to stick around
Enter in the game perfect timin' here to take you out
Here to make my momma proud, Livid when I knock em down
Spirit here to claim the crown AK be the golden child
Course they gon hate when they see you doin' great
Better start with yourself if you want to see change
Wanna see fame but don't even know the game
Try to restrain but I can't be changed
I ain't got shit for a dumb grown nigga
I'm speaking to the kids that alone don't give up
Ahead of your Biz young Lord don't deliver by the stars
Every inch go hard you a winner
Don't get lost in the matrix, minimum wages
Forced to the dark and be a criminal daily
Mental scars will make a nigga go crazy
Trust your heart come join the Indigo Navy

Ethereal Q&A

Who wrote Ethereal's ?

Ethereal was written by Supreme Cuts & Issa Gold & AKTHESAVIOR.

Who produced Ethereal's ?

Ethereal was produced by Supreme Cuts.

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