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Aether Video (MV)




Performed By: Drifty P
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Christopher Atkins




Drifty P - Aether Lyrics




I came from out the aether, rockin' God's features Beyond deepness, in the cut with Lovecraft creatures
You either with me or you not, this shit's spillin' out the pot
That's why every time I drop, they like, BUMBOCLAAT
Gun finger in the air, on my father's side They twist fingers in the air, on my momma's side
And hush finger, if you ever seen a homicide

Ay, ay, ay,
Ayo, it's Drifty P from round the way
Or lil' Chris from wey day, Talawha with battle scars
But you can't see him on my face, I "smile again" like Spartois
My homie Justin wrote that play: half man, half Lord knows, But he'll never say,
They never blessed me with no tools or a dinner plate
Me and the dawgs want a lil' piece of food, that's a give-and-take
That mean you givin' or we take, that false dilemma is your fate

But I'll settle for bread or some cake,
Can't take it with me when I die
So I make sure my livin' straight, this money wicked at the root
They'll chop your family tree for paper, hope my sinning gets rebuked
So I can see the pearly gates, they even gentrified my heaven

Why it's white sheets on the angels? huh, yeah
Them white hoods is outrageous, black hoods is a staple
Moynihan tryna save us, huh, we gon' need more than a handout or a favor
How bout some damn reparations? why it all gotta be racist?

They built the White House with black enslaved laborers
How that's supposed to be great again? I digress.
Bunch of "old white heads" like bad breakout skin
F*ck a facewash though, they just ethnic cleanse

They startin' wars like TikTok trends
The kiss of death, we all lip-locked in
So chase the bag till we zip-locked in

I came from out the ether, rockin' God's features
Beyond deepness, in a cut with Lovecraft creatures
You either with me or you not, this shit's spillin' out the pot
That's why every time I drop, they like

BUMBOCLAAT
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I came from out the aether, rockin' God's features Beyond deepness, in the cut with Lovecraft creatures
You either with me or you not, this shit's spillin' out the pot
That's why every time I drop, they like, BUMBOCLAAT
Gun finger in the air, on my father's side They twist fingers in the air, on my momma's side
And hush finger, if you ever seen a homicide

Ay, ay, ay,
Ayo, it's Drifty P from round the way
Or lil' Chris from wey day, Talawha with battle scars
But you can't see him on my face, I "smile again" like Spartois
My homie Justin wrote that play: half man, half Lord knows, But he'll never say,
They never blessed me with no tools or a dinner plate
Me and the dawgs want a lil' piece of food, that's a give-and-take
That mean you givin' or we take, that false dilemma is your fate

But I'll settle for bread or some cake,
Can't take it with me when I die
So I make sure my livin' straight, this money wicked at the root
They'll chop your family tree for paper, hope my sinning gets rebuked
So I can see the pearly gates, they even gentrified my heaven

Why it's white sheets on the angels? huh, yeah
Them white hoods is outrageous, black hoods is a staple
Moynihan tryna save us, huh, we gon' need more than a handout or a favor
How bout some damn reparations? why it all gotta be racist?

They built the White House with black enslaved laborers
How that's supposed to be great again? I digress.
Bunch of "old white heads" like bad breakout skin
F*ck a facewash though, they just ethnic cleanse

They startin' wars like TikTok trends
The kiss of death, we all lip-locked in
So chase the bag till we zip-locked in

I came from out the ether, rockin' God's features
Beyond deepness, in a cut with Lovecraft creatures
You either with me or you not, this shit's spillin' out the pot
That's why every time I drop, they like

BUMBOCLAAT
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Writer: Christopher Atkins
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