The Underachievers - Sun Through The Rain (Prod.Eff.Dope(Tribe Gang))

Family of Light, nigga hand me the mic

And I swiftly enlighten your third eye sight

Finna' blow; dynamite, watch us all take flight

Indigo's blowin' O's, that's supernatural heights

We famous overnight, fuck fame this is a heist

Here to free souls. Beastcoast the living christ, Bow Down

The motherfuckin' gods are for life

23 tryin' to fadeaway from j's at night

My nigga hold up, you don't do drugs

I smoke motherfucker, I'm leaned up

5 hits little nigga yeah, I trip hard

Beastcoast out here, nigga raise the bar

On the block, rollin' up with the tints low

Breakin' up another pound of the indo

Roll my motherfuckin swishers, so we hit slow

If you ain't with the light, my nigga get low

My nigga get low, grind, nigga get mo'

But it's our time, get in line or just hit the door

Gold Soul protect a nigga like a pistol

Was a brainfeeder way before this shit official

You know the weed smoke, Sour diesel

Keep a nigga elevated like seagulls bruh

Psychedelic motherfucka, no evil cause

Got a nigga out here tryin' to spread the love

I'm trippy motherfucker, everyday, everyway

And I keep a blunt rolled of that fuckin' bomb haze

Elevate, to the space, see me comin' through your way

On some 3rd eye shit, motherfucker this UA

Beastcoast nigga, scream it loud when we around

Nigga, scream it loud when we around

Beastcoast nigga, scream it loud when we around

Nigga, scream it loud when we around

Beastcoast with us

Finito

Your weak flows, niggas I eat souls

Don't be the first nigga I defeat

Skeet, skeet on your bitch, debrief

You'll be trashed, don't forget the acid, I fuck on her ass

Me and my niggas we deep

Flatbush standpoint, you won't beat the clan boy

ProEra, we gon' rule this whole era

Zombies, New New York you need to step up

Faith could seem a real make believe

I could create my dreams into reality