Underground to the Heavens

Lyrics

[Sample from some interview] As a writer, and you know, I know you have influence in your writing [Intro: Hell Razah] Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yo that's that nigga right there Yo I feel this right here For the street heads That's that nigga from the Sunz of Man right there Ayo, I'm feelin that cat I gotta drink to this here Hell Razah, 9th chiddle This nigga doin the solo shit About to blid up [Chorus] This how it go down, millenium child Underground to Da Heavens, the Hell Razah stay reppin' I got this game locked - no question I thank God for every last blessin' until it's Armageddon This how it go down, millennium child Underground to Da Heavens, the Hell Razah stay reppin' I got this game locked - no question I thank God for every last blessin' until it's Armageddon [Verse 1] I'm more advanced than computer technology, invade your privacy Interruptions with no apology Take your mind for a great odyssey Drop the fishnets and follow me where the prophets be Hollywood be astronomy, adulatry rap The battle axe split your wig back Blood drip, leavin the track I got pressin plants scared to put me on wax From a thought to a debt-trap and two inch reels Wanna catch up where I'm at? Renew your skills Concentratin on my next move, lose your deal Stay on tour like a homeless traveller Some be wildin' out their character and wonder why the ghetto's mad at ya I be the champion without a challenger My .40 caliber take your next days off the Roman calendar Hangin rappers by their gold chain, at a close range Scratch your name off the contract, get out of the game Pull your plug out from backstage on Soul Train I be a threat at a young age, the Hell to the Raze Solid rays be the diamond that your girl can't appraise To the Most High in Christ, from my life give him praise [Interlude] All my out of state niggas get money to this And all my on the corner niggas get money to this And all my weed smokin bitches get money to this And all my drinkin' ass bitches get money to this And all my Hell Razah niggas get money to this And all my niggas feelin this get money to this [Verse 2] We live the poverty life, fightin for sovereignty rights It's hard to be nice and let a snake lie to me I put a worm on a fishin hook to see if you bite These lyrics I write is for the ones believing in Christ We in the last nights of cars, chicks, weed and dice Children of darkness, can't achieve the light You rather, cut off your hand before receive this mic I only bleed for my GG'z who breathe a life Ain't nothing changed in this Garden of Eden, we mad for a reason Niggas that I trusted tried to stop me from eatin' Like I was Malcolm X, son, they tried to stop me from speakin' I'm the living word, death couldn't stop me from teachin' Can't see 'em like the oxygen you breathing, solo or legion 2000, everybody schemin' late in the evenin' Crackheads on store corners look for drugs on us My team got criminal lawyers bound before us We Ghetto Government 'til the world fall in love with it Don't sleep on the man's humbleness Don't forget the 5000 I fought you with, from the orphanage For the street I recorded it, so you could walk with it Got playas wanna war with it, floss or shot call with it Every time you hear me, son, I'm coming raw with it [Chorus] This how it go down, millenium child Underground to Da Heavens, the Hell Razah stay reppin' I got this game locked - no question I thank God for every last blessin' until it's Armageddon This how it go down, millennium child Underground to Da Heavens, the Hell Razah stay reppin' I got this game locked - no question I thank God for every last blessin' until it's Armageddon [Outro] What? What? Come on Yeah, side to side All my niggas in their whips and shit All my niggas with their Walkman's on All my niggas with their radios on Yeah, uh Apocalypse 2000, what?