The Proclamation-The Underachievers

歌手 : The Underachievers

专辑 : The Proclamation - Single

语种 : 英语

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TXT The Proclamation-The Underachievers 文本歌词

The Proclamation - The Underachievers

Written by：Nick Lewis/Marlon Fung/Akeem Joseph

So I gone be sh*t

All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t

Now indigo soul we run this b*tch

All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t

Now indigo soul we run this b*tch

Uh uh I remember being young

Life gave me nothing but hard drugs and black lungs

And the teacher say ya smart

But niggas ain't catch passin'

'Cause we outside getting high instead of in classrooms

The pastors preaching disasters to the masses

These actors through political f**king bastards

They lacking any real f**king spiritual backin'

It's tragic I'm tellin' you niggas

That I ain't havin' it

Pick it up where you just left it off

Light bearing conscious my chakra strong

Negative dissipate 'til the pain get lost

And the positive energy hit strong like thor

Third eye sharp like a mothaf**kin' hawk

And it pick apart livin' hearts trapped inside the dark

Make 'em see they heart 'cause they indigo from the start

But they trapped in an illusion so it ain't they fault

Get up on yo sh*t switch up yo lane

If lives aren't going right then seek out change

Take a trip out into the astral plane

And recognize ni**a that you are not the same

A martian reppin' the light 'til I see coffins

The hardest ua the illest my ni**a solvin' problems

'Cause the rap game is full of garbage

Fathers from that my ni**a my soul is foreign

All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t

Pick it up now and watch the tables switch

Reality is yours my ni**a create it

Indigo soul we run this b*tch

All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t

Pick it up now and watch the tables switch

Reality is yours my ni**a create it

Indigo soul we run this b*tch

Fresh off the west coast shores mi amor

Of always and the best grown coral

I'm oreders supporters and knowledge and poverty

Nah nah that ain't stoppin' me from

Stackin' dollas on top of celestial prophecy

Uh resurrect the craft of the boom bap

With some new jacks from the ave

Bringing truth back

Ni**a pop a tab and quit thinkin'

Where ya root at

Open up ya crown and blow a pound

Of that purp loud hold up

From a young'n conformin' to nothin' except the truth

Truth that the some fools in the fountain of youth

Everything they try to hide coincides

Why strive and rise like

The holy christ me in top five

Popeye straight from the green that's that pot high

Popped eyes in and out like I'm on the west side

Neva be satisfied 'til I can touch the sky

Homies could touch the pot lord

Look around and see my team winnin' in every mention

Dimensions extendin' like one my bridges

Like we descended from heaven

Lost a couple friends but 2 47 I rep my

Smoke so many strains sh*t get so hard to remember

Back in the day ak hardly play

Now we fly coast to coast spreadin'

Knowledge gettin' paid

Made an oath took a hold of every

Verse a ni**a sprayed

Got love for yourself then you got what it takes

My ni**a

All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t

Pick it up now and watch the tables switch

Reality is yours my ni**a create it

Indigo soul we run this b*tch

All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t

Pick it up now and watch the tables switch

Reality is yours my ni**a create it

Indigo soul we run this b*tch

Uh uh uh uh