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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
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
All ya life they said that you ain't 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
Uh uh I remember being young
Life gave me nothing but hard *** 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 n***a that you are not the same
A martian reppin' the light 'til I see coffins
The hardest ua the illest my n***a solvin' problems
'Cause the rap game is full of garbage
Fathers from that my n***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 n***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 n***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
n***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 n***a sprayed
Got love for yourself then you got what it takes
My n***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 n***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 n***a create it
Indigo soul we run this b*tch
Uh uh uh uh
