6th Sense The Underachievers

[Intro: Sample]
"Touch, taste, sight, smell, hearing. These are the senses that connect us to the world—but are there more than five senses?"

[Verse 1: Issa Dash]
Dreaming of things that two eyes can never see
Consciousness future levels that he never did
Imagine fathomable, but the story only brings
An unimaginable trinity to a king
Who traded the adversities of sin
So he could transcend to a gloriful place
He loved the beneficial fruit, so plentiful in taste
And rid superficial delusions of a human race (Race)
Visions of that world is what keeps the strong alive
But I'm immortal, so my soul's never afraid to die
A young pharaoh walking amongst these human lives
Consciousness is higher, reaching and grabbing my desires
The elevated saint creating with his third eye
Woke up out of a dream covered in gold like a wristwatch
Now watch as I masterfully steal the top spot
I pop like a killer waiting on your doorstop
No straps, cause my heart equipped, nigga for combat
No rats, finest in my clip, we reinforce that
Boss stats, we on our way back we 'bout to change rap
Face punt any nigga in our way so keep back
The soon debated greatest spitting shit that nigga craving
Sixth sense, meditated it all a nigga need to make it, soul go
Three smoke, burning sour diesel
We float like a fairy out a fucking fable
Or a ghost, all a nigga missing is his halo
Same flow, don't you niggas think it's time to switch it up
Pesos, keep you niggas grindin' like some lame goats
You lame goats (No hope)