Cobra Clutch Lyrics - The Underachievers

Cobra Clutch Lyrics - The Underachievers

[Verse 1 – AK The Savior]

Seek, destroy, came down from the Heavens on an asteroid

Acid void, falling down like ashes will I crash or soar

Smack the the royal n****s, got the power but do nothing for you

Hash and oils keep me less in nuisance when I’m ’bout the boil

I can’t say, I heal they souls like Dende

When I speak they walk like Sensei

Through they speak they talk no English

If it ain’t about getting my ends paid

Got a mind of my own, y’all been slaves

Got your girl and she don’t got a man today

She just jump for the d**k like a holiday

I be rocking it but no apologies

N****s sleep, move quietly

Soon enough they admire me

Soon enough, get the Cobra Clutch

My career erupt, leads to higher me

N****s at this, they should quit the rapping

Yeah I really like to blame society

Kobe at this, n****s in the attic

We could get it cracking if you trying me

B***h I’m nothing what you used to

Bring your aux, need a bluetooth

Acting reckless, we might shoot you

Main in colours, here’s a blue’s clue

Elevated but I’m dangerous

Nothing changed but the payment

N****s bang at the fame and

Spending all that pay just to claim it

[Hook/Chorus]

Hear you speaking but bro

What’s the thesis

Lately I’ve been dreaming ’bout these rappers

How I’m gon’ feast ’em, right amount of seasoning

Tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em

Tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em

Hear you speaking but bro

What’s the thesis

Lately I’ve been dreaming ’bout these rappers

How I’m gon’ feast, right amount of seasoning

Tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em

Tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em

[Verse 2 – Solace]

I be on my high horse

I be on my God course

Separate the don, dorks

From the living live courts

Laser eye like cyborg

Wizard like I’m John Wall

See the future, groundhog

Smoking dope, reclined up

My scream like Desiigner

Student watch your conduct

Giving n****s F for exposure like a higher up

Get that resurrection class

Give your soul to sign up

Spliff rolled up with honour

Smacking like E. Honda

Me and my conspirers

Secretely been plotting domination

In this board of imitation, either die or dance with Satan

And I got my new shoes, think they right for the occasion

Got my crucifix, I hope it help in time of desperation

God, body, reputation

Check my winkie fast

I’m the whole shabazz

N***a artificial similacs

Silence the aristocrat

Head of operation, Danny Ainge

I ain’t stopping till my n****s get them rings

[Hook/Chorus]

Hear you speaking but bro

What’s the thesis

Lately I’ve been dreaming ’bout these rappers

How I’m gon’ feast ’em, right amount of seasoning

Tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em

Tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em

Hear you speaking but bro

What’s the thesis

Lately I’ve been dreaming ’bout these rappers

How I’m gon’ feast, right amount of seasoning

Tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em

Tell ’em if we see ’em wouldn’t wanna be ’em

Cobra Clutch Lyrics - The Underachievers