Real U and TiTan showing what we are
They say we second hand
In other words we amateurs by far
Stupid,
They never heard me write these bars
My flow is so unique like Im driving a space car
From Saint Helena I rap to the masses in Jostina
And even in Cape Town we repping Yeshua
My rhymes take five minutes on a computer
Their rhymes take five days
Like they writing some urban scripture
Illuminati and Bugati that stuff will make you worry
They say that's what you need to be like everybody
I don't care about the TV, I don't care if you see me
My song will be on radio and I will make that music video
A year of unashamed now, a year of making him proud
A year of standing up, for everything these Christians allowed
I'm so sagacious, I even try and challenge
A world of atheists
Yet while they denying me, I let them know
Where the real victor is, that's the guy with the victory
The king with all the royalty, the one that's on the throne
From the cross letting me rap with all this authority
I'm Prince Uriel Nathan like you see in Galatians 4
And tweet my matric partner at Tshepi_Royalty more
I am an underground king, no matter what you damn well think
Just let these words sink, and let the Holy Spirit think
Cause with just one flash, Jesus will be back in a blink
There's no tolerance for their disobedience
And I will kill emcees
If God gives me the ingredients
Underground kings
We are the underground kings yeah
Underground kings
Oooohhh ooohhh
Thy kingdom come
Father, thy kingdom come
Underground Kings (x3)
TiTan and Real U,
He brew, like Hebrew,
Noah on that ark bru,
With animals no zoo,
Pure love no vodo,
When we had no clue to,
And all we could do,
Is dudu, call that cudu,
I'm about to go in like curfew,
Resurrection of Christ all minds blew,
Now I'm always looking up call that eye glue,
Sin take you down, six foot, seven foot,
One more foot,
lower then a coffin,yeah she do this often,
And I'm doing this for Nathan,
Education flow - hmm yeah Boston,
Fred's master grand dad like I'm Winston,
I aint a beast, I aint a dog,
I'm a living child of GOD
Life ain't about ice
Life ain't about money,
Yet around easter some people praising bunny,
No it aint funny, kinda like another 'Jesus vs Satan',
I mean Santa, (ho ho ho Merry Christmas)
I wonder why people gotta do,
What they do,
Acting like a sinful zoo,
Like they got nothing better to do,
Stealing money like Jack the kangaroo,
And still getting lullabies like - da da doo,
Firelighters,
Watch me fire light this,
No illuminators,
But a bunch of haters,
In the other escalator,
Heading down cause they lacking Jesus,
My Father is the King of kings,
Now that makes me a king, yeah,
Yeah, whats that about brother?
Watch me walk it out
West Coast, west toast, always in the west though
I do it for the south though
J-E-S-U-S on the cross,
In the sky, looking so blessed
Like, once again Im high; they say all my rap should rather die
Laingville wont listen to Christian Rap so I rather lie
Im like, why the heck should I care,
West Coast can kiss my Bible; Im on the brink of survival
Internet with 200 downloads
YouTube going small, but like King David,
Against giants I dont care, we all titans!
Watch us start riots, light up the night!
Light up sky! We gonna try it,
Facebook, Twitter, BBM demolished
My spirit has been lifted and my flesh is being polished,
All these local rappers are undernourished
I eat bread and drink wine
While they eat food from the pig stein
And even cow intestines
And - they, pray to freaken Rick Ross like his Santa Clause
Thats what they say, I aint part of the NWA
Im 116 all the way to the grave like my homies in the
USA
Moddibo told me about the church bombings
Nigeria being violated by all these Muslim alcoholics
They want gin and tonic, we give them holy water
And a bucket full of the anointing
Like ointment
They getting healed by all these lyrics
So tell all these dumb ass rappers out there
Who be the real kings!
We serve the world with consciousness
And serving God with righteousness
If I should die before I wake
I pray to the Lord our soul to take
Then God be like... "boy? Who really fake?
Is it Tha Real U, I dont think so"
And let me perform in heaven though
My glory awaits in Christ
My Grammy, is in the afterlife
My trophies and medals
They all with my superhero,
What do you have and what will you have?
Nothing, cause your life is such a drag
Will you make a change?
Will you change your range?
Will quit rapping shit!?
Like, you got something better today
I dont think you will
But I know God has something better still
So stand exalted, He will humble you!
Luke chapter 14 verse 11 bru,
I stay humble, let Him exalt me too
You know how we do...
Underground Kings
We are the underground kings
Underground Kings
Ooohh ohh ohh oooooh
We kill the underground
We rap to make him proud
Underground Kings
Oooohhh ooohhh ooohhh
Underground Kings yeah
Underground Kings
We are the underground kings (yeah)
Underground Kings ooohh
Underground Kings yeah