Rain Dance (Phase 1 Intro) - The Underachievers

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

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 killings

Tool tucked, give a nigga that cold feeling

School sucked, most days was gon' miss it

Screwed up, too fucked to stay with it

Fool’s luck, how I ain’t end up finished

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

Down in the gutter, straight guns and butter

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

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

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

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

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