歌手:The Underachievers
专辑:《Gotham Nights》

作词 : Marlon Fung/Akeem Joseph
作曲 : Joshua Heflinger
Gotham Nights （谭市之夜）（）-The Underachievers
Written by ：Florence Welch
You a dead mothaf**ka
Let me tell you something get ready mothaf**ka
Because the day of reckoning is coming
In this cold world
Ain't no pun intended to j Cole
But wage war to win that can make a niggle complacent
Keep the movement going or continue wishing like changed thoughts
Thought up a corporation to combat media stations
Stay calm emotions will break niggle from staying strong
Still figuring out the pace to walk around these land bombs
Taking charge battery power to put the flame sword
Torturing up whoever gong stand in front of the savior
Rectifying everything niggards be having caged up
Open up the door to perception in different layers
Making critical thinkers from children stuck in there ways huh
Inflating niggards ego who shriveled up like they raise uhns
You need your ego to walk on this earth
God equipped you with everything that you needed since given birth
You ain't got nothing inside of your makeup that sh*t ain't work
In this world niggards is born with their names all on a hearse
I'm moving just like the pope
Evolve with the faster growth
They living like animals
But masters don't bang with those
I'm focus on packing these shows
And building infinite capital
Instead of thinking about catching hoes I'm figuring out ways to wrap the globe
Around my fingers keep the god away from all these sinners
I'm a little different niggards be wondering why I'm distant
Cause the goat a finna be the one person that gong be snitching
So I keep my eyes open and guard the circle of winners
My niggards know
Heaven inside your soul
Keep me segregated from haters we just oppose
I just suppose all the glitter and gold
Will make a niggle think that he living til he expose
My niggards know
Heaven inside your soul
Keep me segregated from haters we just oppose
I just suppose all the glitter and gold
Will make a niggle think that he living til he expose
Step up and confine walls
Shout out to yola
Doe though sometimes I feel the same right here and out doors
Praises to the up most
Only pray when pain is up close
Every generation ain't no patience it's just gun smoke
We oxymoron because we dumb woke
Crispen up the front
Don't need no other drug dose we done those
She done doe ak can switch it up and niggards want more
Like car shows my flow accels propel above your brocco
Mayatose I'm always about my cheddar like I'm donatella
Even better spending no pretenders that ain't in my blend in
Contender heads get severed no one stopping my endeavors
Gotta watch the snakes they slither summer nights get cold like winter
Get up off me niggle it's bad enough to cross me
I'm mutant offspring and your ex man be an offering
She get exhaust still the freshest ya'll niggards carltons
Ya'll do the wrong thing spike lee he never talking
To be haunting trap my body can't steal my mind
Beat the signs know we golly how we design
Only we define our reality through our minds
I don't feed off lies gmos can end your life
But I'm a Gemini I come back twice
I'm just like Christ
My conscious took a one night trip
I bring you light
You wife a b**ch I one night with
Your brain ain't right
Sometimes you gotta feel the pain to know what's nice uh
My niggards know
Heaven inside your soul
Keep me segregated from haters we just oppose
I just suppose all the glitter and gold
Will make a niggle think that he living til he expose
My niggards know
Heaven inside your soul
Keep me segregated from haters we just oppose
I just suppose all the glitter and gold
Will make a niggle think that he living til he expose