Cumulus Lyrics

Well good evening

Tonight we've got a group of talented individuals

A mystical lineage of proficient originality

I'm happy to introduce to you

The Sun

Dogs

Deliver what you least expected like a whisper in your ear when you're all alone

We go raw on the beats that make ya break ya neck until ya tear out ya mothafuckin' collar bone

Man what the fuck is Collie on

Besides his kind home grown and a mobile phone

Masturbation, sleep deprivation, one beer and a quarter stick of Toblerone

This load a balogne got ya goin bananas, cuz

Our old man throwin' down like Carlos Santana does

Almost as glamorous as a single percent life

My creative process is designed to prevent strife

It's ok to vent, right? I drove late and spent nights in gross places, lead fights and overdosed on red lights

Felt like a total load of dead shite

Turns out self destruction won't ever get your head right

Go figure. Go home or go bigger

Take all the things so the pain don't linger

Turns out that poppin' off shots in the night won't ever take the itch out of your finger

Yeah!

You can't be the saint and the sinner

Yeah!

Can't be a big fish and a minnow

Yeah!

So ya see we threes will just do as we please as we serve up emcees for dinner

YEAH!!

Build you up just to break you down

Ain't nobody safe when Uncle Sun, Snarfund 'n Collie around

With the Schectar nectar that'll break ya face

Better pick up the pace or enjoy last place

Bang a 180 and moonwalk the rest of the race

Better pick up the pace or enjoy last place

Tabernacle got their deity and we got bass

Better pick up the pace or enjoy last place

Crushing grip on the base of the rose

The stem and the thorn

Can't even feel it, I'm too focused on the hemmin and hawin

Of these false prophets your shit is absurd

Synagogue rappers like

In the beginning there was the Word

Word begat Flow, Flow begat Style

Style begat a handful of MCs ain't worth my while

So it is that I stand before you

Sicker than the West Nile

But you better believe me when I tell you these spells is dangerous

Pick apart a couple if you keen to see what made us this

You could end up in the dirt out of laziness

Or on the wrong end of the Wu-Tang's blade to kiss

Sundogs

Build you up just to break you down

Ain't nobody safe when Uncle Sun, Snarfund 'n Collie around

With the Schectar nectar that'll break ya face

Better pick up the pace or enjoy last place

Bang a 180 and moonwalk the rest of the race

Better pick up the pace or enjoy last place

Tabernacle got their deity and we got bass

Better pick up the pace or enjoy last place