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Caprice (The Underachievers)

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.