The Undergrads - Fetal

The Undergrads - Fetal [Lyrics] [Hook] Fetal in the room, the spirit remain Cold spot hit & the temperature change Same bad habit, different way to obtain Still here stuck, without a humanly frame Drift to the rooms where the smokers chain In the mix in the kitchen, in the meats and grains Corners or alleys where the dice get played At the table at the weddings where the toast get made [Verse 1] Seen a man get shot, it was heard across town Couple weeks later, same corner more rounds Nobody thinking that this man still around But something feel off when the sun meet the ground Same late nights, same drinks go down Same type anger that he had bein' found Shorty feeling watched, been hearin' some sounds Sometimes the light flicker, she swear its profound They Still want intoxicants, remember the vice They Still chase the same little temporary highs Don’t know that they dead, thought they ducked that line & return to the places that they used to reside They walk with everybody, each breath and stride They on the farside and they passing you by Fresh out the body, but lost in the mind Just stuck in a loop untouched by time [Hook] Fetal in the room, the spirit remain Cold spot hit & the temperature change Same bad habit, different way to obtain Still here stuck, without a humanly frame Drift to the rooms where the smokers chain In the mix in the kitchen, in the meats and grains Corners or alleys where the dice get played At the table at the weddings where the toast get made [Verse 2] Walk in the bar, the whole vibe unripe Like pressure getting trapped up inside of a pipe People laughin' loud, but it don’t feel right Like something sit in the thick of the night Back of the club where the fights ignite That’s where they all gather, when the energy spike They aint evil by nature or actin' out of spite They don’t know how to grapple with their spiritual might Same with the man takin' shots at the bar Fetal sittin' next to em opening scars Prey on the weak, cuz they see all the cards & siphon all the essence that you hold in your heart They move with the livin, unseen in the dark Just past the veil, & not too far Some get attached and keep dulling your spark Still tied to the habits that shaped who they are [Hook] Fetal in the room, the spirit remain Cold spot hit & the temperature change Same bad habit, different way to obtain Still here stuck, without a humanly frame Drift to the rooms where the smokers chain In the mix in the kitchen, in the meats and grains Corners or alleys where the dice get played At the table at the weddings where the toast get made [Verse 3] Think ‘bout the weight that people carry Pain pass down, get real hereditary Habits repeat like nobody learning Same flame touch, same fingers burning What if it’s more than just will and choice But more in the background, more in the noise More in the pressure that be breakin' your poise More in the pull that retract your voice Teachings say you can rise on your own Break every tie, don’t bow to a throne Clean up now while the breath still is blown So your record reflect what you respect & condone Leavin the body ain’t freedom alone If the mind still tied to what addiction has known Fetals ain’t evil, they just lost in the zone Still tryin live a life that they lived at home [Hook] Fetal in the room, the spirit remain Cold spot hit & the temperature change Same bad habit, different way to obtain Still here stuck, without a humanly frame Drift to the rooms where the smokers chain In the mix in the kitchen, in the meats and grains Corners or alleys where the dice get played At the table at the weddings where the toast get made