The Crowd

[Chorus] See this is how it goes down And come all the way from the bottom Lifted up from the ground And take it to the sky Until it's over the clouds Make it feel like heaven So it's felt by the crowd, crowd, crowd See this is how it goes down And come all the way from the bottom Lifted up from the ground And take it to the sky Until it's over the clouds Make it feel like heaven So it's felt by the crowd, crowd, crowd [Verse 1] Over lies, you will be pulverized, beneath Jehovah's skies In a cloak disguise, my goons follow you like cobra's eyes Shorty still, peeling them sporty wheels, Lord he illing Cold as the place you keep your forty chilled See my mind is on, a level more deeper than monotone Off a line alone, I shine like the finest designer stone So what you mainstream and you hot, when did you gain steam? It makes my brain scream, your career shoulda remained dream You may fall, I'm AWOL, I'm out with heaters and spray all And put you in a hole like robbing Peter to pay Paul Try and boast, and ain't lying close to what I diagnose I can fry and roast, any guy, till they a flying ghost Beyond peons, beyond eons, till there's neon Klingons Close encounter of the three kinds But there's not a response, those niggas ain't crazy That phrase be the illest, while I kill this in phase 3 Check! [Chorus] See this is how it goes down And come all the way from the bottom Lifted up from the ground And take it to the sky Until it's over the clouds Make it feel like heaven So it's felt by the crowd, crowd, crowd See this is how it goes down And come all the way from the bottom Lifted up from the ground And take it to the sky Until it's over the clouds Make it feel like heaven So it's felt by the crowd, crowd, crowd [Verse 2] The fly talker, over your head like a Skywalker Purple la sparker, mark ya, circle eyes darker I could give a fuck, got a flow that leave a river stuck You hear, deep in lines, keep a nine near the liver tucked Bread winning, stroll with a whore, inside my bed linen Legs up, like she up on the floor, with her head spinning Wind milling, then feeling like I'm worth ten mil when The pens spilling and concealing mic I toke greens, blowing out smoke screen, poke queens Leave em with soak jeans, you're the definition of what joke means I'm star status, like blowing lights through out the far stratos-phere It's clear who's repertoire that is Pursuit white, and fuck a shoe price, my cheese outgrew mice I'm too nice, cut through slice, I'm seeing you twice The lead pacer, been making moves like Speed Racer Indeed trace a line that fucks with your mind like a freebaser weed lacer Yeah! [Chorus] See this is how it goes down And come all the way from the bottom Lifted up from the ground And take it to the sky Until it's over the clouds Make it feel like heaven So it's felt by the crowd, crowd, crowd See this is how it goes down And come all the way from the bottom Lifted up from the ground And take it to the sky Until it's over the clouds Make it feel like heaven So it's felt by the crowd, crowd, crowd See this is how it goes down And come all the way from the bottom Lifted up from the ground And take it to the sky Until it's over the clouds Make it feel like heaven So it's felt by the crowd, crowd, crowd See this is how it goes down And come all the way from the bottom Lifted up from the ground And take it to the sky Until it's over the clouds Make it feel like heaven So it's felt by the crowd, crowd, crowd