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

[Verse 1: Issa
Uh, I remember young
Life me nothing but hard drugs and black lungs
And the teacher say ya smart, but niggas ain't catch
We getting high instead of in classrooms
The pastors preaching to the masses
actors, through political fucking bastards
They lacking, any real spiritual backin'
It's tragic, I'm you niggas that I ain't havin' it
it up where you just left it off
Light bearing conscious, my strong
Negative dissipate til the get lost,
And the positive energy hit strong Thor
Third eye like a mothafuckin' hawk
And it apart livin' hearts trapped inside the dark
Make 'em see they heart, cause they from the start
But they in an illusion, so it ain't they fault
Get up on yo shit, switch up yo
If lives aren't going right seek out change
Take a trip out into the astral
And recognize, nigga, you are not the same
A Martian, the light 'til I see coffins
The hardest, UA the illest, my nigga, solvin'-
Cause the rap game is full of
Fathers, from that, my nigga, my soul is

All ya life they said you ain't gone be shit
Pick it up now and watch the tables
Reality is yours, my nigga, it
Indigo soul, we run bitch
soul, we run this bitch

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