Chrysalis The Underachievers

[Produced by Death Tarot]

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Kick back nigga, relax and pack dabs
I'm a young lord hitter, that's word to A$AP
Like a 2Pac spitter, them cannot romp with us
Only go strapped in her she can't bear my children
Tip top denim, I'm known to be a menace
Fly blue-drop tinted, rolling up my spinach
In my new zone spinning
Elevating niggas by painting lyric pictures
The ring, you gon' kiss it
The holy ones did this, I handle they business
Young buck, nigga, can't say that I ain't sinnin'
But I clean my chakras, repent for all my sinning
I'm my own master, the verdict my decision
Zombie gang, we from the astral land
We set the grander plan so they could treasure that
From the Egypt sands down to the Brooklyn lands
The light is with me man, I'm filled with melanin

[Verse 2: AK The Savior]
Mind full of theories, I see beyond reality
Grind to the ceiling, I squeeze, gone top a lot of cheese
Timeless repetition, them lies in pages visit
Surprised we are the victim, society's secret mission
But ain't no, motherfucking way I'll let them take my soul nor abduct my brain
As I blow my smoke and continue my reign
Cause that royal blue blood in my veins, I'm a king
Indigo, yeah my soul be foreign
My flows be scorchin', c-caution
Often I stun like Austin, no flossin'
My words are like a complex maze you get lost in
Trey offed them, the god off the flawless karma
They thought I was in the dark, but now they honor
Pay offers when I'm in concert, pray for your daughter
I told her, I'm a monster she got slaughtered