Lyrics The Underachievers

The Underachievers

Caprice

Since my soul entered this armor

Recollect my ancient karma

While you attached to material aspects

My brainwaives extend way farther

Frequent progress thats the motto

For immorials you unloyal

To the scriptures in the soil nigga (uh uh)

Elevate you mind nigga play your part

Don't waste no time cultivated by dark

See the wisdom leads to marks from chains from the heart

But the man with control we were chained from the start

So i spit hard flows to the natives

Woke up from a dream and I chose to create it

When you smoke outdoor when we on top floors

Top shelf blowing feeling like we made it

Niggas always saying that you ain't gon be shit

Now you all can eat dick but at least get a tip

Beacuse I came up from the bottom and proceeded to uplift

Niggas hardly get a chance to see it like this

Gotta make a shift if you're trying to make a difference

All up to? is a better way of living

Unlock the vault you're a God nigga listen

Praise up the lord though

Y'all know getting higher every minute

And the goal from beginning gotta glow in a minute

Yeah I'm stoned but I'm winning

Flow will diminish any foe in the business?

Put your soul on my hit list and you're gone in an instant

Rep the Beastcoast till I die

Model clean clothtes when I ride

Puffin' green smoke in the sky

My team Supreme I speak no lies.

Know if they say that you winning

Young lord nigga cut down my sinnin

I still count figures and I still love women

And I still bust a heathen head open if you trippin'

I'll knock 'em x6

I said knock 'em x6

Let's go, let's go.

Sar Ayu, shooting stars, blue moons

In the pyramid of Giza theres a mark for a few

I'm marked from the beast and the crossbearer too

But the light shine bright in the dark of the moon

Open up apetite I've been starving for food

Move silent in the night ain't to mark in my moves

I don't fuck with the Christians, give a pardon to Jews

Rep the new age in the garden of fruits

Adam told Eve don't eat that crop

She ain's listen now were dealing with a conscious drop

Zeus told Pandora don't open that box

She ain't listen now we roll to the top

Prisoner of the time got bars, feared mind

Raised up in the gutter niggas hunting for your shine

But my shine in my mind, let me see you take mine

Eat a nigga up mm good, lunch time

Dry a nigga up like shores of the Nile

Kemetic carnate reassuring you're alive

Showin' young lords of the gold that's insinde

Motherfuck one slice I'ma slaughter the pie

Came for the light but maneuver the night

Angels and demons they all just alike

Heaven or hell got it all your sight

But you don't know balance so you lost in the fight

Live on the left think on the right

See with your ears hear with your sight

Sun bring morning and the moon bring night

When you standin' the middle nigga balanced life

New day only blow loud, touche

Issa in the cut smoking blunts rolling doobies

Clean a nigga top with these bars no toupee

Break a lord up bringing light to a screwface.

Know if they say that you winning

Young lord nigga cut down my sinnin

I still count figures and I still love women

And I still bust a heathen head open if you trippin'

I'll knock 'em x6

I said knock 'em x6

Let's go, let's go.