The Underachievers - Melody Of The Free lyrics

[Verse 1: AK] You n***as couldn't f** with me, even on a bad trip of 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 has 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, a G [?] five weeks, but still collide G's like Siamese So tell mom please to 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'm a 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 [?] pockets, n***a that's [?] 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