Rain Dance (phase 1 Intro) Lyrics - Evermore: The Art Of Duality - The Underachievers

Flash back 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 whats a youngin' to do when cops flash badge 

I mean I always had a knack for rap 

Illmatic, Ready to Die, et cetera 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 talk street business, ain't no physics 

Do drugs, bust guns and bring killings 

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 

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With age I learned facts, like everything got a catch 

Especially when you're black, young with the world on your back 

[?] clouded by smoke on the track 

Got it 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 

Ghost burnt in my spirit, holy water dissolve them 

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 

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Hennesy sipping, cripping since I was a teen 

Nigga still a street hitter, psychedelics had me see bigger 

mister, wanna 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 [?] 

Too pretentious, still I felt alone, no one I could vent to 

No leaving, pleasure seeking, I needed 

Drug feeling, Love fiending, dark season 

Blow teaching from my peers was my reason 

Til I learned my heart was all I needed 

Around some friends that's up, could not tell 

Now I found myself, but I'm still needing help 

Now I swim to deep end, like Michael Phelps 

From the sea, the sun raise 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 red 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 thangs 

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, LS some treasure 

Pieced together some lessons that helped me sharpen my weapons 

Uh, my mind sharp, divine thoughts, I blast off 

Beyond stars it's so lost that God fall 

Was reborn with wings, but also two horns 

The two side duality made a new form