Incandescent
The Underachievers Lyrics


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Cellar door here gone bang 'em, bang 'em
Gone bang 'em, bang 'em
Cellar door here gone bang 'em, bang 'em
Gone bang 'em, bang 'em

UA bringing higher shit with the bangers
Drop it for my fans, motherfuck going platinum
Elevating brains leaving niggas in my set and
I ain't worried 'bout the niggas in the rain, you can have 'em
Stuck up in the game, better change, that is tragic
Run up on his place, speak my name just like magic
Save a local lame that's a pain, give him taxes
Let the rest go down the drain, leave him layin' out in traffic
Speaking prophecy, lace the proper beats
Tell him "drop to your knees", for the majesty
'Less you came with peace, raise up properly
Come and walk with me, join the infantry
But keep it funky if you rolling with a G
I can't fuck with motherfuckers that be lying through their teeth
You are with a lord, nothing higher than me
When I come and spread like butter, leaving fire in the streets

UA winning we blowin' up
Beast Coast banging, no foldin' up
Say they want war? Gone load 'em up
Take it to the front yard, they ain't showin' up
This my team, I throw it up
Always blowing potent, gon' roll it up
Rep my city every time that you see me
Blow a pound, you ain't with me
Where my crown? Need to king me

UA winning we blowin' up
Beast Coast banging, no foldin' up
Say they want war? Gone load 'em up
Take it to the front yard, they ain't showin' up
This my team, I throw it up
Always blowing potent, gon' roll it up
Rep my city every time that you see me
Blow a pound, you ain't with me
Where my crown? Need to king me

Pull up, the gods on the scene, watch 'em moshpit
Pop, it's getting higher than ever, might burn the house shit
I'm just getting treasures from conscious rap
Better? That's nonsense, our flows atomic top rhymin'
Cop a Ocho, the finest get demolished
Kill a couple shows and blow the dro, rocket
Young pharaoh travel the globe, just spreading knowledge
Corporate trying to catch'a my soul, they seeking profit
Ain't another rap nigga spraying straight facts to ya
Staying humble on the ave, giving love back to ya
Hit the pack, relax and let your spirit react
We built the pyramids nigga, where your memory at?
Oh lawd, conscious sicker fall now we at the floor
Boy guard the doors, we want war
Living in the heart, clear the evil
Light up the diesel, never thought I'd take it this far

UA winning we blowin' up
Beast Coast banging, no foldin' up
Say they want war? Gone load 'em up
Take it to the front yard, they ain't showin' up
This my team, I throw it up
Always blowing potent, gon' roll it up
Rep my city every time that you see me




Blow a pound, you ain't with me
Where my crown? Need to king me

Overall Meaning

The Underachievers' song "Incandescent" is a powerful and energetic track that touches on a variety of themes, primarily those of self-confidence and success. The repeated phrase "Cellar door here gone bang 'em, bang 'em" serves as a strong and catchy hook that emphasizes the group's ability to create impactful music. Throughout the song, they boast about their elevated status in the rap world, declaring that they don't need to go platinum to prove their worth. They encourage others to join them in their pursuit of excellence, but only if they come with peace and honesty, as they have no tolerance for those who are deceitful.


The chorus of the song is a call to action, inviting fans to join them in their conquests. They are proud of their achievements and value their team above all else. They emphasize this by repeating the phrase "This my team, I throw it up" multiple times throughout the track. The song also includes references to spirituality, as they assert their power and authority by proclaiming "You are with a lord, nothing higher than me". Overall, "Incandescent" is a powerful, confident track that conveys the Underachievers' dedication to their craft and their belief in themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

Cellar door here gone bang 'em, bang 'em
We've arrived and we're bringing the heat


UA bringing higher shit with the bangers
The Underachievers are bringing a new level of music with their hits


Drop it for my fans, motherfuck going platinum
Our priority is making music for our fans, not achieving commercial success


Elevating brains leaving niggas in my set and
Our music is meant to empower and enlighten, and it separates us from other artists


I ain't worried 'bout the niggas in the rain, you can have 'em
We're not concerned with those who aren't on the same level as us


Stuck up in the game, better change, that is tragic
Being trapped in the music industry without growing and evolving is a sad fate


Run up on his place, speak my name just like magic
Our music speaks for itself and our reputation precedes us


Save a local lame that's a pain, give him taxes
We're here to help those who aren't as successful as us


Let the rest go down the drain, leave him layin' out in traffic
Those who don't deserve success will fail and fall by the wayside


Speaking prophecy, lace the proper beats
Our music has a message and we put time and effort into the production


Tell him 'drop to your knees', for the majesty
Our music is powerful and awe-inspiring


'Less you came with peace, raise up properly
We're not interested in collaborating with those who bring negativity and conflict


Come and walk with me, join the infantry
We're inviting those who share our values and vision to join us


But keep it funky if you rolling with a G
Stay true to yourself and your style if you're rolling with us


I can't fuck with motherfuckers that be lying through their teeth
We have no tolerance for dishonesty and insincerity


You are with a lord, nothing higher than me
Our art is our religion, and it's the highest form of expression


When I come and spread like butter, leaving fire in the streets
When we perform, we leave an impact and energize the crowd


UA winning we blowin' up
We're succeeding and gaining popularity


Beast Coast banging, no foldin' up
Our collective is strong and unbreakable


Say they want war? Gone load 'em up
We're ready and willing to take on anyone who challenges us


Take it to the front yard, they ain't showin' up
Our opponents are cowards who won't step up to the challenge


This my team, I throw it up
We're loyal to our crew and show it off proudly


Always blowing potent, gon' roll it up
We're always smoking high-quality weed and enjoying ourselves


Rep my city every time that you see me
We represent our hometown with pride


Blow a pound, you ain't with me
We don't associate with those who don't share our lifestyle


Where my crown? Need to king me
We demand respect and recognition for our talents and achievements


Pull up, the gods on the scene, watch 'em moshpit
We arrive and immediately take control, with fans moshing and raging to our music


Pop, it's getting higher than ever, might burn the house shit
Our fame and popularity is growing exponentially and causing chaos and destruction


I'm just getting treasures from conscious rap
We're evolving and improving our music through intelligent and mindful lyrics


Better? That's nonsense, our flows atomic top rhymin'
We're at the top of our game and our rhymes are explosive and powerful


Cop a Ocho, the finest get demolished
We're the best and we destroy anyone who tries to compete with us


Kill a couple shows and blow the dro, rocket
We perform amazing shows and enjoy smoking weed afterward


Young pharaoh travel the globe, just spreading knowledge
We travel the world and share our wisdom and art with those who appreciate it


Corporate trying to catch'a my soul, they seeking profit
The music industry is trying to control and exploit us for their own gain


Ain't another rap nigga spraying straight facts to ya
No other rapper is as honest and truthful as we are


Staying humble on the ave, giving love back to ya
We remain grounded and appreciate the support of our fans


Hit the pack, relax and let your spirit react
Smoke weed and enjoy the euphoric and spiritual effects


We built the pyramids nigga, where your memory at?
Our ancestors accomplished great feats and we carry their legacy with pride


Oh lawd, conscious sicker fall now we at the floor
Our enlightened and conscious music is having a powerful effect on people


Boy guard the doors, we want war
We're not afraid to fight for what we believe in and defend our art


Living in the heart, clear the evil
We strive to be pure and rid ourselves of negativity and corruption


Light up the diesel, never thought I'd take it this far
We celebrate our success and how far we've come, and enjoy smoking weed to relax




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@Tranair

This beat is absolute fire.

@akk4lifex2yo

ISSA, AK, DO IT FOR THE WHOLE TEAM

@whosZack

CANT WAIT FOR THE CHRYSALIS 

@Holy1Gaming

all the best trickshotters in the community are on some spiritual shit i fucking love it, trippy too because youre one of my favourite trickshotters 

@TehVividNation

Wondvr y

@OVOXOFan13

Wondvr / thanks for 250! Da fuck is trickshotting?

@iHateEliKanMic

Thomas Lopez Spinning profusely before getting a kill with a sniper rifle in call of duty...

@Holy1Gaming

lol

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@butdumpling53

This is just like a spark to encourage people to be better while still being cool and shit. It's hip-hop it's positive and it's rather knowledgeable, it's all good the intentions are good.

@Woodyfitty8

well said my friend. 

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