Lyrics

Some sort of portal underneath the floor boards
All i see is evil people, feels like mordor
Looking up i see them stomping their feet
chomping their teeth
Nodding heads got the mon on the beat
I’m coming up you’ll be in awe of the feat
I feel the rush i want all of the heat
The way you lookin down on me oh lord
You gotta crouch down aren’t you feeling so sore,
Oh you wear gucci like it’s your duty ?
Went to a school that only serves sushi?
You wouldn’t do me, mutual, likewise
Try me find out I’m not a nice guy
Listen, I’m still here in the room
Not really feeling the mood
They got a sickness infused, confused
rumors are true, they're into foolish pursuits
These people consumed they won’t see me picking my move let’s go

Chorus:

Notes from the underground, we're talkin louder now
Notes from under (ground), let me out now
Notes from the underground, here we come we're breakin out
Notes from under (ground), let me out now

VERSE 2:

Seasoned vets lookin good on my dinner plate
All I do is speak the truth and I’m getting hate
You don’t want me to be the one to give a grade
You missin the point, I'm pullin pins on grenades
Core lookin weak, better get in a plank
No meat potatoes, better get you a flank
Don’t give credit in private, you copy in public
You need somebody else to tell you whether you love it
What a puppet
Look to the left, to the right
Check who’s onstage ‘fore you decide what you like
I don’t need to be told, know how to make up my mind
If I do it, I chose it...who gave you the green light?
Still waiting for a go, looking over your shoulder
I’ve been taking notes below, time for you to move over
Thanks for holding my throne, you know you're the placeholder
Put me last on the show, I'll show you why I'm the closer

Notes from the underground, we're talkin louder now
Notes from under (ground), let me out now
Notes from the underground, here we come we're breakin out
Notes from under (ground), let me out now


VERSE 3:

Creepin up, seepin up, I keep you up...you sleeping, huh?

Funny how you know the words... you’ve been keeping up with us

Grab your speakers sneakers... back it up, clear a space
Called it “just a little hobby” say it now to my face
monikker... say it again, my name is monikker

The one you’re tryna monitor, yeah you’re awfully fond of her

Heard you through the floorboards, every laugh coming clear

Keep your compliments, heard you when you thought I couldn’t hear
Now the room repeats the chorus, you’re rehearsing introductions

Telling people that you know me, leaving out all our discussions
Got your phone out, and your arm out, tryna get us in a picture

Funny how you need the proof that you were always riding with her
Coming up through the floor, brush the dust off my shoes
Don't want your sudden support, I've heard enough of your views
Now I’m upstairs, you’re down straining just to catch my eye

Watch your neck, don't hurt yourself, I’ve got another floor to climb
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