The Proclamation - The Underachievers Written by：Nick Lewis/Marlon Fung/Akeem Joseph So I gone be sh*t All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t Now indigo soul we run this b*tch All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t Now indigo soul we run this b*tch Uh uh I remember being young Life gave me nothing but hard *** and black lungs And the teacher say ya smart But niggas ain't catch passin' 'Cause we outside getting high instead of in classrooms The pastors preaching disasters to the masses These actors through political f**king bastards They lacking any real f**king spiritual backin' It's tragic I'm tellin' you niggas That I ain't havin' it Pick it up where you just left it off Light bearing conscious my chakra strong Negative dissipate 'til the pain get lost And the positive energy hit strong like thor Third eye sharp like a mothaf**kin' hawk And it pick apart livin' hearts trapped inside the dark Make 'em see they heart 'cause they indigo from the start But they trapped in an illusion so it ain't they fault Get up on yo sh*t switch up yo lane If lives aren't going right then seek out change Take a trip out into the astral plane And recognize n***a that you are not the same A martian reppin' the light 'til I see coffins The hardest ua the illest my n***a solvin' problems 'Cause the rap game is full of garbage Fathers from that my n***a my soul is foreign All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t Pick it up now and watch the tables switch Reality is yours my n***a create it Indigo soul we run this b*tch All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t Pick it up now and watch the tables switch Reality is yours my n***a create it Indigo soul we run this b*tch Fresh off the west coast shores mi amor Of always and the best grown coral I'm oreders supporters and knowledge and poverty Nah nah that ain't stoppin' me from Stackin' dollas on top of celestial prophecy Uh resurrect the craft of the boom bap With some new jacks from the ave Bringing truth back n***a pop a tab and quit thinkin' Where ya root at Open up ya crown and blow a pound Of that purp loud hold up From a young'n conformin' to nothin' except the truth Truth that the some fools in the fountain of youth Everything they try to hide coincides Why strive and rise like The holy christ me in top five Popeye straight from the green that's that pot high Popped eyes in and out like I'm on the west side Neva be satisfied 'til I can touch the sky Homies could touch the pot lord Look around and see my team winnin' in every mention Dimensions extendin' like one my bridges Like we descended from heaven Lost a couple friends but 2 47 I rep my Smoke so many strains sh*t get so hard to remember Back in the day ak hardly play Now we fly coast to coast spreadin' Knowledge gettin' paid Made an oath took a hold of every Verse a n***a sprayed Got love for yourself then you got what it takes My n***a All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t Pick it up now and watch the tables switch Reality is yours my n***a create it Indigo soul we run this b*tch All ya life they said that you ain't gone be sh*t Pick it up now and watch the tables switch Reality is yours my n***a create it Indigo soul we run this b*tch Uh uh uh uh