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All ya they said that you ain't gone be shit
All ya life they said that you gone be shit
Now Indigo soul, we run this
Now soul, we run this bitch

1: Issa Gold]
Uh, I remember being
Life gave me but hard drugs and black lungs
And the say ya smart, but niggas ain't catch passin'
We outside getting instead of in classrooms
The pastors preaching disasters to the
actors, through political fucking bastards
They lacking, any real fucking backin'
It's tragic, I'm you niggas that I ain't havin' it
Pick it up where you just it off
Light bearing conscious, my strong
Negative til the pain get lost,
And the positive hit strong like Thor
Third eye sharp a mothafuckin' hawk
And it pick apart livin' hearts trapped the dark
Make 'em see heart, cause they Indigo from the start
But they in an illusion, so it ain't they fault
Get up on yo shit, up yo lane
If aren't going right then seek out change
Take a trip out into the astral
And recognize, nigga, that you are not the
A Martian, reppin' the light 'til I see
The hardest, UA the illest, my nigga, problems
the rap game is full of garbage
Fathers, that, my nigga, my soul is foreign

All ya life they said that you gone be shit
Pick it up now and watch the tables
Reality is yours, my nigga, it
Indigo soul, we run bitch
Indigo soul, we run bitch

Fresh off the west coast shores, mi
...of the grown coral
...supporters and knowledge, and
Nah, nah, that stoppin' me (from)
Stackin' dollas on top of celestial
Uh, resurrect the craft of the bap
With some new jacks the Ave. bringing truth back
Nigga, pop a tab, and quit thinkin' ya root at
Open up ya crown and a pound of that purp loud, hold up
From a young'n conformin' to except the truth
Truth, that the... some fools in the fountain of
Everything try to hide coincides
Why strive and rise the holy Christ? Me in top five...
Popeye, straight the green, that's that pot-high
Popped eyes, in and out, like I'm on the west
Neva be satisfied 'til I can the sky
Homies could touch the pot,
Look and see my team winnin' in every mention
Dimensions extendin' like one my bridges like we from heaven
a couple friends, but 2-47, I rep my...
Smoke so strains, shit get so hard to remember
in the day AK hardly play
Now we fly coast to coast knowledge, gettin' paid
Made an oath, a hold of every verse a nigga sprayed
Got love for yourself, you got it takes, my nigga