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letra de rain dance (phase 1 intro) - the underachievers

[verse 1: akthesavior]
flashback, seen no future in my past acts
back strap fit me looser, had no pack packed
bad stats at my school, mom and dad spazzed
so what’s a youngin’ to do when cops flash badge?
i mean, i always had a knack for rap
illmat’, ready to die, etcetera tracks
feel trapped? put on a track, you’re feeling relaxed
i just wanna do the same shit with my craft

[verse 2: issa gold]
through my raps, niggas thought we born winning
when i was raised up in a graveyard for dreamin’
my hood taught street business, ain’t no physics
do drugs, bust guns and bring k!llings
tool tucked, give a nigga that cold feeling
school sucked, most days was gon’ miss it
screwed up, too f-cked to stay with it
fool’s luck, how i ain’t end up finished

[verse 3: akthesavior]
with age, i learned facts, like everything got a catch
especially when you’re black, young with the world on your back
dreams of a hooper diluted, clouded by smoke on the track
guided by lucifer, lucy’s grip on my thoughts on the loose leaf
i do my drugs with the goonies, yell at a coffin will suit me
now or later, meet the maker if that karma pursue me
went to church just to search, no reality found
growth spurt in my spirit, holy watered us all down

[verse 4: issa gold]
down in the gutter, straight guns and b-tter
good mother tried to save me and my brother
hood won us, had plans to take us under
street lovers, can’t take the hood from us
you see? that’s what made a nigga me
part is in the heavens, but part in these streets
part a living legend, but part is still weak
though i know knowledge is part what i seek

[verse 5: akthesavior]
hennesy sipping, cripping since i was a teen nigga
still a street hitter, psychedelics helped me see bigger
‘member me, mister? wouldn’t make it past next semester
try to test us, but it’s straight a’s in my life lessons
life threatened living in the hood, cause the odds against us
had to get up every single morning, hear my father’s lectures
mom pressure kept a strong home for us under vision
too pretentious, still i felt alone, no one i could vent to

[verse 6: issa gold]
no leaving, pleasure seeking, i need it
drug feeling, love fiending, dark season
no teaching from my peers was my reason
til i learned my heart was all i needed
around some friends that sucked, could not tell
now i found myself, but i’m still needing help
now i swim the deep end like michael phelps
learned to seek the sun rays out ’til i melt

[verse 7: akthesavior]
puffing on that jane in the staircase
never was at home, always had my momma scared straight
selling all my clothes, just so i could buy some rare bape
had to hold my own, cop o’s and used to sell eighths
felt like i was chose, don’t know if i was too baked
but i know my soul was born to do some cool things
stay up on my toes until that fat fool sang
had to chase my goals in hopes to see a new day, lord

[verse 8: issa gold]
a young man dealing with old depression
drugs inside of my system, was looking for intervention
love inside of my spirit was buried under some treasure
pieced together some lessons that helped me sharpen my weapons, uh
my mind sharp, divine thoughts, i blast off
beyond stars and solars, the god fall
was reborn with wings, but also two horns
the two sides, duality made a new form

- the underachievers

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