Lyrics The Underachievers

The Underachievers

My Prism

I represent for the elevated clan

Yeah, you know the guys get piff, mad strands

Pop another tab nigga live life grand

I'm an ever living God , nigga fuck a man

Uh, my nigga fuck 'em man

When your soul glow gold like my Egypt fam

My livin soul don't age like I'm Peter Pan

Oh, you're a Jesus Christ fan? I'm the sequel man

See, you've got a piece of God trapped in your soul

It's goes deeper than a muthafuckin' human though

Christ Conscience shit, living optimal

All the religious bullshit, it's got go

Because these niggas can't read their Bible codes

They preach lies to the masses, fill 'em up with hope

Takin' lunches from you niggas if your pockets broke

Now the preacher in the Church fuckin' lot's of hoes

But not my mama though

Cuz if I find that out, I'mma cock the hose

And turn the muthafuckin' preacher nigga back to ghost

Now like the Christian religion, he's filled with holes

Nah

But I don't kill though, trynna see if niggas got sense you know

Fuck the Church and go blow your smoke

The new religion is here nigga named Beast Coast

Yeah, we're called Beast Coast, but fuck the U.S.A

We turn to the globe

The world inside my hand like a metaphor, poem

Oh, you see the light, it's best I keep going

I came from the great beyond

From out the light I spawned

I ain't a homosapien

I’m from the elevated patriarch

Two red eyes, one glowin' gold

Soul radiate blue Indigo

Purple trees like fairy hoes

Yellow sunlight radiate my soul

My prism, my prism

Light shine through when I'm livin'

Soul different, no wishin'

Motherfuckers know 'cuz I live it

Orange fire, brown blunts

And the ultraviolet rays beam off the sun

Touch your dead grey soul, fill it up with love

If you open up your heart and unite as one

My prism, my prism

Light shine through when I'm livin'

Soul different, no wishin'

Motherfuckers know 'cuz I live it

Know how it feel to wake up fucked up?

Pricless, hella kush stuffed in a dutch

Reunited with the most highest, righteous

Got a pot of gold in my soul, leave 'em blinded

That and the power retrieved from the light

Birdman, Clark Kent, superhero on the mic

I exhale the purp trails

You're girl follows, and never fails, the pimp tales

Uh

Timeless like the mind is fella

Closed eyelids, that's the eyes umbrella

Look into yourself 'cuz nobody gon' tell ya

You can't buy joy 'cuz they just don't sell it, sell it

Said it two times for your money

Used my three eyes just to demise other villains

Pop, pop, pop, third eyes fuckin' shredder

Little lock, give me props, cause I coulda been a villain

But I, stay golden, piff I rolled it

Ya'll can't hold it, rhyme with the words spit

Conscience, keep time with some Earth wind

Vietnam nigga, drop bombs on your loose lip

Holy ghost, I'm back in the flesh

Resurrected, like I never left, architect Imhotep

Yes I'm blessed

Steal your bitch, cuz a nigga up next

Use that power up inside ya

Divinely create desires, just try it

I bet you'll notice the God within, can't deny it, huh?

We're some young Messiah's, we triumph

Nigga, fuck religion

Found a better way of livin' when the light shines through my prism nigga

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