All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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Now Indigo soul we run this bitch
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All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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Now Indigo soul
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We run this bitch
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I remember being young
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Life gave me nothing
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But hard drugs and black lungs
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And the teacher say you're smart
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But niggers ain't catch passing
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We outside getting high
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Instead of in classrooms
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The pastors preaching disasters
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To the masses
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These actors through a political
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Fucking bastards
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They lacking any real fucking
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Spiritual backing
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It's tragic I'm telling you
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Niggers that I ain't having it
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Pick it up where you just left it off
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Light bearing conscious
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My chakra strong
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Negative dissipate
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Till the pain get lost
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And the positive energy
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Hit strong like Thor
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Third eye sharp
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Like a motherfucking hawk
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And it pick apart living hearts
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Trapped inside the dark
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Make'em see they heart
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Cause they Indigo from the start
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But they trapped in an illusion
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So it ain't they fault
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Get up on your shit
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Switch up your lane
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If lives aren't going right
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Then seek out change
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Take a trip out
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Into the astral plane
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And recognize nigger
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That you are not the same
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A Marshall ripping
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The light till I see coffins
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The hardest ULA I love
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My nigger solving problems
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Cause the rap game
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Is full of garbage
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Fathers from that
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My nigger my soul is foreign
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All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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Pick it up now and watch the tables switch
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Reality is yours my nigger create it
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Indigo soul we run this bitch
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All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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Pick it up now and watch the tables switch
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Reality is yours my nigger create it
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Indigo soul we run this bitch
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Fresh off the west coast shores
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Mi Amor
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It's always got the best grown coral
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The more supporters and knowledge
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And poverty no no
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That ain't stopping me stacking dollars
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On top of celestial prophecy
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Resurrect the craft of the boom bap
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With some new jacks
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From the Ave
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Bringing truth back
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Nigger pop a tab
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And quit thinking where your root at
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Open up your crown
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And blow a pound of that purl loud
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Hold up
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From a young and conforming'
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To nothing except the truth
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Truth that the bar for
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Some fools in the fountain of youth
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Everything they try to hide coincides
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Why strive and rise like the holy Christ
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In your top five
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Popeye straight from the green
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That's that pot high
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Popped eyes in and out
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Like I'm on the west side
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Never be satisfied till I can touch the sky
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Homies could touch the pot
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Lord
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Look around and see my team
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Winning in every mention
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Dimensions extending
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Like one my bridges like
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We descended from heaven
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Lost a couple friends
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But 2-47 I represent so many strains
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Shit get so hard to remember
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Back in the day AK hardly play
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Now we fly coast to coast
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Spreading knowledge
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Getting paid
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Made an oath
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Took a hold
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Every verse a nigger sprayed.
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Got love for yourself
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Then you got what it takes my nigger
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All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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Pick it up now and watch the tables switch
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Reality is yours my nigger create it
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Indigo soul we run this bitch
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All your life they said that you ain't gone be shit
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Pick it up now and watch the tables switch
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Reality is yours my nigger create it
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Indigo soul we run this bitch
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The Proclamation
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| The Underachievers |
