Lyrics In My Zone - The Underachievers

In My Zone

Any leadership that teaches you to depend upon another race is a leadership
that will enslave you
Any leadership that teaches you to depend upon another race is a leadership
that will enslave you
They gave leadership to our fore parents and that leadership made them slaves
But we have decided to find a leadership of our own to make ourselves free men
The second coming, can’t kiss the ring of the lord’s hand
The prophecy was fulfilled, you looking at God’s plan
These niggas, fragile we step on beetles like nomads
The desert eagle will thread the needle, let’s get the cash
I’m smoking good gas, writing next Sunday’s mass
I treat the booth like the pulpit but I’m preaching facts
You know the devil strapped the heater, burn a nigga’s soul
These dummies plunging from their summit like Geronimo
Solace is solid gold, bullets sonic spirals
Legend since the zygote, poetic with the haikus
The young prince, the melanin night skin
The lion of Zion who light saber strike lightning
The hood’s a trap, and the cheese is catching the rats
I maneuver through the rodents like Garfield the fucking cat
I could tutor stupid students and changing the way they act
I refuse to stoop to losing myself, the fake will collapse
Just be me and shorty riding in that thing, all black
Every time I hit the FM it be same old raps
Niggas love to follow lead they sound like slaves on tracks
I’m the Django with the grip up on my horse blue slacks
I’m Anakin Skywalker, same city as Shawn Carter
The infinite fly talker, slept on like Trav Barker
But the pockets look awoken, the game is looking like clones
And I’m standing here all alone, gifted inside my zone
When I’m alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall
And in the back of my mind I hear my conscious call
Confidence lost, blowing just like an exhaust
Was a young bull with the strength nigga, no weakness at all
Well that’s a lie, 'cause in my mind I had to deal with my flaws
Zero degrees up in my heart, me and my feelings divorced
I hit the block, the coppers fight us like they Steven Seagal
Them vibrations getting crazy and you didn’t even call
But I continue 'cause Christ is in you, not Jesus alone
What’s on my menu?
Kill every venue and leaving just bones
'Cause I refuse to condone, stupid shit you niggas on
Ludicrous, move bitch be gone
I ain’t amused by your songs
I close my eyes, my soul is feeble
Look inside you hold the key
Fuck them lies don’t go to priests
She hypnotized by all this weed
I rectify my demons seed
Put pesticide on all you fleas
Undivided, we elite
But you can’t share the throne with me
Remember​ nights I used to wish to be up in the game
I’m built for this I feel the blood flowing through every vein
I tell my niggas handle biz I come back with them rings
I form my fist, then wrote a list, and I want everything
Remember​ nights I used to wish to be up in the game
I’m built for this I feel the bluff flowing through every vein
I tell my niggas handle biz I come back with them rings
I form my fist, then wrote a list, and I want everything