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

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

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

Fresh off the coast shores, mi amor
...of the best coral
...supporters and knowledge, and
Nah, nah, ain't stoppin' me (from)
dollas on top of celestial prophecy
Uh, resurrect the craft of the bap
With some new jacks the Ave. bringing truth back
Nigga, pop a tab, and quit thinkin' where ya at
Open up ya and blow a pound of that purp loud, hold up
From a young'n to nothin' except the truth
Truth, that the... some in the fountain of youth
Everything they try to coincides
Why and rise like the holy Christ? Me in top five...
Popeye, from the green, that's that pot-high
Popped eyes, in and out, I'm on the west side
Neva be satisfied 'til I can the sky
Homies could the pot, Lord
Look around and see my team winnin' in mention
Dimensions extendin' like one my bridges we descended from heaven
Lost a friends, but 2-47, I rep my...
Smoke so many strains, shit get so hard to
Back in the day AK hardly
Now we fly to coast spreadin' knowledge, gettin' paid
Made an oath, took a of every verse a nigga sprayed
Got love for yourself, you got it takes, my nigga