Anti Radio

True True

True underground original

Anti radio sound individuals

Gathering from all around

Found in the middle show

Look like a miracle

Sounds like a ritual

Eyes wide shut Five G towers up

I need to get some mushrooms to get my power up

Hanging out in the cut like a butterfly

An unidentified flying saucer whenever I hover by

Never wonder why it just is what it is

And it'll be justified whenever the poor start eating the rich

Wise guys tells no lies we just plead the fifth or sleep with the fish

Somewhere deep in the abyss raising a bloody fist

With broken handcuff on my wrist banging on walls

Trying to make it out this gangsta labyrinth

Da mathematics is nothing happens on accident

One minute you have a mansion then all you have's a backpack

And a tent giving up everything you have for lent

Selling all the furniture in your pad for rent

Ladies and gents I would like to present

Some of those old-school underground fundamental elements

True underground original

Anti radio sound individuals

Gathering from all around

Found in the middle show

Look like a miracle

Sounds like a ritual