Issa Gold - Melody of the Free lyrics

[Verse 1: AK] You n***as couldn't f** with me, even on a bad trip on acid Or psilocybin, some hashish could get disastrous But foe or no-foe, don't lose your soul indigo There's loopholes on the globe if you gold then they shown A storm's been predicted on your forecast Rebirth the energy of earth when his tongue snaps This is my turf, verse leave them with a swamp sack Come to combat, I'm Rambo or Bojack With a bat crack, your whole frame dissemble that Always peace and love but know them thugs remember, uh Tripping on them d** when no one was like f** a buzz I'm in the astral of these capsules with cash flow Like the last toke, I'm most appreciated Most high, abbreviated, I'm God, IG Ain't signed on in five weeks, but still collide G's like Siamese 'So chill 'ma pleas and just fulfill my needs Got a momma back at home the only women I need Hoping that her son prosper so she finally free In interviews they say I'm awkward but my flow gon' break the thermometer So go ahead n***a monitor cause that's where I'mma be at Breeze past all the chit chat and look back, pockets is fatter But that sh** don't even matter, I'm trying to climb up this ladder Enlighten all of the ma**es, detach, living life backwards So get your a** off that mattress, my task uplift the atlas [Verse 2: Issa Gold] Fueled by prophecy and burning the best trees I raised myself up n***a and my parents just help me Now I'm a major threat to all these veteran MCs Whose using two eyes n***a, but I told you I grip three But use one in this game of life you need the rules son Respect queen karma, you wondering, why you losing 23 years old and I'm teaching a million students And who would've thought to do it, I be murderous at this music Point I'm proving, walking in a line you looking f**ing stupid She's the Shepard, yeah you free but they watching all of your movements Say you got a brain inside of your skull, let me see you prove it n***as thought they had a grip on the game 'til we tamed and swooped it Issa Gold the prophet n***a bearing gold of soul Holy flow got me rapping with AK across the globe k**ing shows bakery pockets, n***a that's sacred dough Making flow, seeing n***a got all the ducks in a row Came through with the prophet topic, triple vision peep the options Take my time before I drop it so a n***a reap the prophets I'm a prophet I told y'all but some of these n***as think I hate God, compare him to Adolf but I ain't no retard Oops, I dropped the 'R' bomb, they saying I'm more smart These n***as living way off, talking about dreams but they don't start Lyrical Mozart, my angels playing gold harps They aiming at your Danes heart and hope that we will make art