| We be that Elevated Mafia, Underachieving lot with us
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| Nigga there ain’t no stopping us, prosperous off that garlic drug
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| Mantras when I spit this flow, knowledge filled up in every bar
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| But I’m guided by the light, no shine,
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| soldier of the father but I ain’t no christian
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| Underachievers, make believers out of heathens
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| Portraying legends, got greatest presence up in heaven
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| Sitting, rolling up that dynamite, prickly shit, that porcupine
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| Pot prescriptions, that funky shit you hit it then you quit it
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| Eyes Closed, Indian style, sitting, my mind zones
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| Herbal essence, Cali kush, aroma for the stoners
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| Benjamin Franks on us, can’t get a Lincoln out us
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| Before you think about it, we got it, just being honest
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| We progress when we ain’t tryna, UA, we redefining diamond
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| What I need, a rhyming needle sharp nigga ego-shining
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| Hear on from here on, if not you hear wrong
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| Young intellect with fear gone, I’ll take a bear on
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| A bigger plan, forever young, call a nigga Peter Pan
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| God told me young that I would be the man' it’s evident
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| Medicine, medical grade, nigga know my preference
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| Rizla shit, roll it and face it, this weed is limitless
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| Up the stairs, out of your old ways, elevating your forte
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| Conscious up out of deep space, can’t relate
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| That’s why we don’t bump your mixtape,
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| only keeping good shit on replay
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| That Marvin Gaye, little Coldplay, maybe Sade
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| Seven days seven nights,
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| in the booth straight creating that good music
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| In the soul, food for thought, you been waiting, right?
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| Cooking up shit with my apron tight
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| Listening to this verse might save your life
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| Hard work put in, automatic goin' win
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| Had to learn from the sins but I paid that price
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| I’m faded, no not high dog, I’m faded
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| Lost some friends in the struggle I never thought I would make it
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| Mahdi, my fucking brother, I love you, you were the bravest
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| Even though I just met you, my heart you are engraved in, Amen
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| How you lookin' for shit to change if you ain’t changing your ways
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| Making the same mistakes, defining insane peep game
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| Where the children of the light resign
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| I’ll cosign the free brethren, speak the wisdom on right and wrong
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| Co-creating some better men
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| File now to the kingdom
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| Cause you know the power comes with the wisdom
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| Gets 'em, we went from god on a mission
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| Free you niggas of the mental prism, listen
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| Roll that trop with that medicine
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| Underachievers, I represent
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| Put it down for my niggas man
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| Keep the bullshit back in the past
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| I got the illest flow, when my spirit glows
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| Underachieving till the grave, tryna' heal the blows
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| Limits broke like the levees down in N.O., so we float
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| Higher teacher, higher learning
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| That’s the knowledge we promote
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| Eyes focused on our goals
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| Stay counting them pe-sos
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| The fountain of youth, founded by conscious UA
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| Folks I promise to spread knowledge
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| Roll up and remain ghost
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| Pay homage to the prophets
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| Cause we offer the same coach, nigga |