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Alta Video (MV)




Performed By: Grvnola
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Everett Olsen
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Grvnola - Alta Lyrics




Elevation on a pretty 8 thousand
Alta
I was born for the mountains
Lil cottonwood's king Now the crown his!
Yeah I was born for the mountains
Elevation on a pretty 8 thousand
Alta
I was born for the mountains
Born bor-born for the mountains

Started off as a little youth
Ev in Elementary school
We gotta show em the roots
Always struggled just to follow the rules
Energetic with imagination out of the roof
Loving parents and a sister for truth
Escalante every Easter
Named me Everett for ruess
Cat's-pasture where we went to recoup
Pop tent spark flame
Early morning
Back to strapping our boots
I'm Talking peekabooo spooks
Cathedral to the gooch
Shit I was lost in the wash
Of a hurricane too
Ask about me
If you looking for proof
Or u can find me
Likely I be
In the mountain
Or be right in tha booth
Writing nothing but truth!
No nonsense Nola
Game plan easy
Come up take over

Whatta salt lake Solider
Wit a Soul so golden
Led his own life trail
The true path of the chosen

Elevation on a pretty 8 thousand
Alta
I was born for the mountains
Lil cottonwood's king now the crown his
I was born for the mountains
Elevation on a pretty 8 thousand
Alta
I was born for the mountains
Born bor-born I was born for the mountains

I'm Midway Thorough
Talking soldier hallow
Wednesdays skate skiing I been hard to Follow
Free kids recess roaming up the mountain
Tree fort architecture with the woven grasses
Young boy in a meadow
Wouldn't put it past him
Eyes open make believing
He Velociraptor
And I say it wit a chuckle but it's all factual
Man this beyond rap
This shit is all natural

To my roots
Talking sand stone sand castles
To MY roots
Tele turns at gunsight
To my roots
Spotting red wing black birds
To my roots
Mamma tell me to act right

To my roots
Layed up in our mountains
To ol' Ruess
In the desert he rest
To my truth!
Poured out me with passion
To the ears it was meant to accept
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English

Elevation on a pretty 8 thousand
Alta
I was born for the mountains
Lil cottonwood's king Now the crown his!
Yeah I was born for the mountains
Elevation on a pretty 8 thousand
Alta
I was born for the mountains
Born bor-born for the mountains

Started off as a little youth
Ev in Elementary school
We gotta show em the roots
Always struggled just to follow the rules
Energetic with imagination out of the roof
Loving parents and a sister for truth
Escalante every Easter
Named me Everett for ruess
Cat's-pasture where we went to recoup
Pop tent spark flame
Early morning
Back to strapping our boots
I'm Talking peekabooo spooks
Cathedral to the gooch
Shit I was lost in the wash
Of a hurricane too
Ask about me
If you looking for proof
Or u can find me
Likely I be
In the mountain
Or be right in tha booth
Writing nothing but truth!
No nonsense Nola
Game plan easy
Come up take over

Whatta salt lake Solider
Wit a Soul so golden
Led his own life trail
The true path of the chosen

Elevation on a pretty 8 thousand
Alta
I was born for the mountains
Lil cottonwood's king now the crown his
I was born for the mountains
Elevation on a pretty 8 thousand
Alta
I was born for the mountains
Born bor-born I was born for the mountains

I'm Midway Thorough
Talking soldier hallow
Wednesdays skate skiing I been hard to Follow
Free kids recess roaming up the mountain
Tree fort architecture with the woven grasses
Young boy in a meadow
Wouldn't put it past him
Eyes open make believing
He Velociraptor
And I say it wit a chuckle but it's all factual
Man this beyond rap
This shit is all natural

To my roots
Talking sand stone sand castles
To MY roots
Tele turns at gunsight
To my roots
Spotting red wing black birds
To my roots
Mamma tell me to act right

To my roots
Layed up in our mountains
To ol' Ruess
In the desert he rest
To my truth!
Poured out me with passion
To the ears it was meant to accept
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Writer: Everett Olsen
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