Live From The Underground
Big K.R.I.T. Lyrics


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Pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
With jump like juke joints
Ridin' like old 'lacs
Down like 4 flats
Shine like gold grills
Curls and chrome rims
Bitch you know what it is
I'm live from the underground, underground
Live from the underground, underground
Underground, underground
Live from the underground railroad

My papa told me get paper, motherfuck a hater
Them J's look clean son but elevate to gators
I took that shit to heart plus I dug it like a crater
I'm givin' out game player are there any takers
While you was quarter sackin' I was quarterbackin
Callin' plays everyday, level All-Madden
Hi five, cloud nine, private jet lackin'
Treat the seal like a vinyl record, gotta keep it crackin'
Shall I pour up, blow some smoke up, get my spit on
Grab a paper, sit on a track and get my shit on
Ice cold water with the flow minus the lemon
I'm Cinematic Multi, what label you been on
Old school ridin' flickin' ashes in the tray
Smokin' up the booth blowin' static in they face
C.R.E.A.M., cash rules everything around me
King, checker board nigga go and crown me

Pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
With jump like juke joints
Ridin' like old 'lacs
Down like 4 flats
Shine like gold grills
Curls and chrome rims
Bitch you know what it is
I'm live from the underground, underground
Live from the underground, underground
Underground, underground
Live from the underground railroad

Keep it rolled, I'm supposed to lose control
Oh no, pop the trunk, burn a skunk and slam a do', do'
Window crack on the ave, marinate the scene
When I lean and crawl couldn't see me with your high beams
Play my part, I got heart, I'm tailor gator sharp
Plus we sit taller than Monster trucks in them trailer park
My candy coated it cost a grip but I had to blow it
Your sides was dusty, my seats is bucket but you'll never know it
Forever tinted so you can't peep while your bitch up in it
You call her phone she give you tone like "Why you trippin'"
Cold blooded ain't it but that's how it be when they want that cash
When you ain't around anybody can be in that ass
Heard that from 8-Ball homeboy girlfriend
If she a bopper then she probably ain't your girl then
You claim you pimpin' don't be trickin' wear a curl then
And find some paint to put some swirls in

I'm pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
With jump like juke joints
Ridin' like old 'lacs
Down like 4 flats
Shine like gold grills
Curls and chrome rims
Bitch you know what it is
I'm live from the underground, underground
Live from the underground, underground
Underground, underground
Live from the underground railroad

We goin' live
From the underground
From the underground
From the underground

We goin' live
From the underground
From the underground
From the underground

We goin' live
From the underground
From the underground
From the underground

We goin' live
From the underground
From the underground
From the underground

Hey, are you okay down there?
Yeah, I'm fine. Where am I?
You're in the mainstream. This is A&R-ville.
Where are you from?




I'm from Cadillactica, by way of the underground.
For short, the south

Overall Meaning

In "Live From The Underground," Big K.R.I.T. asserts his place in the rap world by likening his music to underground moonshine, a rebellious and raw form of alcohol made by the people for the people. He highlights his roots by referencing the juke joints, old school Cadillacs, and the historically significant Underground Railroad (which was used to help slaves escape to freedom). K.R.I.T. emphasizes his authenticity by contrasting his own success (gold grills, curls, and chrome rims) with those who are merely imitating it (J's look clean but elevate to gators). He discusses his dedication to his craft by comparing himself to a quarterback calling plays and emphasizes his unique sound by referencing his record label (Cinematic Multi).


As the song progresses, K.R.I.T. continues to establish himself as a force to be reckoned with. He asserts that while others are losing control, he is keeping his cool and doing the work that needs to be done. He discusses his expensive taste but assures listeners that they will never notice because his candy-coated car is so well-hidden that you'll never be able to see who's inside. K.R.I.T. also addresses the dangers of the music industry and the need to watch out for those who might betray you for money. He advises others to stay true to themselves, even in the face of temptation, and to always strive for excellence.


Overall, "Live From The Underground" is a powerful statement of K.R.I.T.'s place in the rap world. It highlights his roots while also showing that he is a dedicated artist who is committed to his craft. This song typifies K.R.I.T.'s music, which is both heavily influenced by the south and also deeply personal.


Line by Line Meaning

Pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
I'm spreading my music like bootleg liquor, making it available to those willing to seek it out.


With jump like juke joints
My music gets people on their feet and moving like the lively dance hall venues of the past.


Ridin' like old 'lacs
I'm rolling through life in vintage style, like the classic Cadillac cars of the past.


Down like 4 flats
I'm humble enough to recognize that I'm not invincible and can fall just as quickly as a car with four flat tires.


Shine like gold grills
Just like flashy jewelry, my music shines and stands out from the crowd.


Curls and chrome rims
I take pride in my appearance, and both my hair and my car rims reflect that.


Bitch you know what it is
I'm confident in who I am and the music I make, and I'm not afraid to assert myself.


I'm live from the underground, underground
My music comes from the underground, the gritty and raw edges of the world where true artistry is born.


Live from the underground, underground
I'm broadcasting my music straight from the source, no filters or compromise.


Underground, underground
I never forget where I came from and always stay true to my roots as an underground artist.


Live from the underground railroad
Like the underground railroad that led slaves to freedom, my music leads people to a new level of consciousness and understanding.


My papa told me get paper, motherfuck a hater
My father taught me the importance of working hard and ignoring those who try to bring me down.


Them J's look clean son but elevate to gators
While trendy shoes may look appealing, true success comes from investing in something of lasting value.


I'm givin' out game player are there any takers
I have knowledge and wisdom to share, but not everyone is willing to listen and learn.


While you was quarter sackin' I was quarterbackin
While others were focused on small-time dealings, I was taking charge and leading my life in a more meaningful direction.


Callin' plays everyday, level All-Madden
I approach my life as a game, always strategizing and aiming for excellence at the highest level.


Hi five, cloud nine, private jet lackin'
Even though I may have experienced some success, I remain grounded and humble, not getting caught up in superficial things like private jets.


Treat the seal like a vinyl record, gotta keep it crackin'
I treat my music like a prized possession, taking care to keep it fresh and authentic.


Shall I pour up, blow some smoke up, get my spit on
I'm ready to indulge in life's pleasures, like drinking and smoking, while still maintaining my creative edge.


Grab a paper, sit on a track and get my shit on
I find inspiration in writing and recording music, treating it like a therapeutic ritual that allows me to express myself fully.


Ice cold water with the flow minus the lemon
My rap flows are smooth and refreshing, like drinking water without the acidic tang of lemon.


I'm Cinematic Multi, what label you been on
I have had success with multiple labels and have a unique sound that crosses genres and boundaries.


Old school ridin' flickin' ashes in the tray
I pay homage to the classic cars of the past, smoking cigarettes and flicking the ashes in the ashtray like a throwback.


Smokin' up the booth blowin' static in they face
I'm unapologetically myself, smoking and making music that may make others uncomfortable and challenge their expectations.


C.R.E.A.M., cash rules everything around me
As much as I value my music and creativity, money and financial success still play a significant role in my life and career.


King, checker board nigga go and crown me
I stand out from the crowd and am confident in my abilities, with a commanding presence that demands respect.


Keep it rolled, I'm supposed to lose control
Life can be unpredictable and stressful, but I choose to keep a level head and not let circumstances get the best of me.


Oh no, pop the trunk, burn a skunk and slam a do', do'
In particularly difficult moments, I turn to smoking marijuana in the car to help me relax and clear my mind.


Window crack on the ave, marinate the scene
I'm always taking in my surroundings, with a heightened sense of awareness and attention to the details of my environment.


When I lean and crawl couldn't see me with your high beams
I'm able to blend in and remain unnoticed if necessary, moving through life with a quiet confidence and stealthiness.


Play my part, I got heart, I'm tailor gator sharp
I'm true to myself and always stand up for what I believe in, refusing to let anyone dull my sparkle.


Plus we sit taller than Monster trucks in them trailer park
I'm proud of my achievements and successes, standing tall and towering over those who may have doubted my abilities in the past.


My candy coated it cost a grip but I had to blow it
I enjoy indulging in material pleasures and luxuries, even if they come at a steep cost.


Your sides was dusty, my seats is bucket but you'll never know it
I may not always show off my wealth or status, preferring to keep things low-key and understated.


Forever tinted so you can't peep while your bitch up in it
I prioritize privacy and discretion, protecting my personal life and keeping my relationships under wraps.


You call her phone she give you tone like "Why you trippin'"
I don't get caught up in petty drama or jealousy, maintaining a level head and not overreacting to minor issues or conflicts.


Heard that from 8-Ball homeboy girlfriend
I've learned valuable lessons and gained wisdom from a variety of sources, including friends and acquaintances.


If she a bopper then she probably ain't your girl then
I don't waste my time or energy on women who don't share my values or who are just looking for a good time.


You claim you pimpin' don't be trickin' wear a curl then
I reject the toxic machismo and sexism often associated with hip hop, striving to empower and uplift women rather than exploiting them.


And find some paint to put some swirls in
I take pride in my personal appearance, dressing stylishly and expressing myself through fashion.


Hey, are you okay down there?
This brief interlude introduces a new character or perspective, asking if the artist is doing well in the mainstream music industry.


Yeah, I'm fine. Where am I?
The artist responds, indicating that they are doing well and successful, but perhaps feeling out of place or disconnected from their roots and true identity.


You're in the mainstream. This is A&R-ville.
The character explains that the artist has made it to the mainstream music industry and is in the heart of the record label world.


Where are you from?
The character wants to know more about the artist's background and roots, perhaps sensing a disconnect or tension between the artist's identity and the mainstream music industry.


I'm from Cadillactica, by way of the underground.
The artist explains that they are from a unique and distinct place, and have come to the mainstream by way of the underground music scene.


For short, the south
The artist simply summarizes their background and geographic location as being from the southern United States.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JUSTIN LEWIS SCOTT

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