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

[Verse 1: Gold]
Uh, I being young
Life gave me nothing but hard and black lungs
And the teacher say ya smart, but niggas ain't passin'
We outside getting instead of in classrooms
The preaching disasters to the masses
These actors, through fucking bastards
lacking, any real 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 dissipate til the get lost,
And the positive energy hit strong like
Third eye like a mothafuckin' hawk
And it pick apart livin' hearts trapped the dark
Make 'em see they heart, cause they 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 seek out change
Take a trip out into the plane
And recognize, nigga, you are not the same
A Martian, reppin' the light 'til I see
The hardest, UA the illest, my nigga, solvin'-
Cause the rap game is of garbage
Fathers, that, my nigga, my soul is foreign

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

Fresh off the west shores, mi amor
...of the grown coral
...supporters and knowledge, and
Nah, nah, that stoppin' me (from)
Stackin' dollas on top of prophecy
Uh, resurrect the craft of the bap
some new jacks from the Ave. bringing truth back
Nigga, pop a tab, and thinkin' where ya root at
Open up ya and blow a pound of that purp loud, hold up
a young'n conformin' to nothin' except the truth
Truth, that the... some fools in the of youth
Everything they try to coincides
Why strive and like the holy Christ? Me in top five...
Popeye, from the green, that's that pot-high
Popped eyes, in and out, like I'm on the west
Neva be satisfied I can touch the sky
Homies touch the pot, Lord
Look around and see my team winnin' in mention
Dimensions extendin' like one my bridges like we descended 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 spreadin' knowledge, gettin' paid
Made an oath, took a hold of verse a nigga sprayed
Got love for yourself, you got what it takes, my