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

[Verse 1: Issa
Uh, I remember young
gave me nothing but hard drugs and black lungs
And the teacher say ya smart, but niggas catch passin'
We outside getting instead of in classrooms
The pastors preaching to the masses
These actors, through fucking bastards
They lacking, any fucking spiritual backin'
It's tragic, I'm you niggas that I ain't havin' it
Pick it up where you left it off
bearing conscious, my chakra strong
Negative til the pain get lost,
And the positive energy hit strong like
eye sharp like a mothafuckin' hawk
And it pick apart livin' hearts trapped inside the
'em see they heart, cause they Indigo from the start
But they trapped in an illusion, so it ain't fault
Get up on yo shit, up yo lane
If lives aren't going right then 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, problems
Cause the rap game is full of
Fathers, from that, my nigga, my soul is

All ya life they that you ain't gone be shit
it up now and watch the tables switch
Reality is yours, my nigga, it
soul, we run this 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)
Stackin' on top of celestial prophecy
Uh, resurrect the craft of the bap
With new jacks from the Ave. bringing truth back
Nigga, pop a tab, and thinkin' where ya root at
up ya crown and blow a pound of that purp loud, hold up
From a young'n to nothin' except the truth
Truth, the... some fools 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 touch the pot,
Look and see my team winnin' in every mention
Dimensions extendin' like one my bridges like we descended heaven
a couple 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 coast to coast knowledge, gettin' paid
Made an oath, took a of every verse a nigga sprayed
Got love for yourself, you got it takes, my nigga