| Lisa | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Untouchable | |
| Untouchable | |
| Lisa | |
| (Supernova) | |
| Untouchable, look at how you found me | |
| I'm lookin' around sayin' these are my friends | |
| It's a strange world my enemies are my friends | |
| More of the same street, same world, same problems | |
| Is this indifferent? | |
| Same drama, same karma, same mama | |
| Is it different? | |
| The only difference is me | |
| I see inside the truth | |
| Feel bad you don't know the day gon' come | |
| When God has taken you | |
| I see the invisible spirits, walkin' along the physical mind | |
| Of a crazy individual | |
| Where demons still find it livable | |
| I need a hug to hold my soul inside my body | |
| I got the secret here | |
| Yeah, I should have told somebody | |
| 'Cause ever since I've been sayin' things I never meant | |
| It's like I was speakin' in tongues, the black breath in my lungs | |
| I won't allow it | |
| Where the cowards live under the dirt in the flowers | |
| Ready to come up in the darkest hour | |
| It ain't the courage of my persona | |
| You wanna admire it's the faith | |
| 'Cause with the faith I can walk through the fire | |
| (Now feel me) | |
| I know you feel me it's the untouchable | |
| Make yourself presentable | |
| I'm listenin' to mysteries of the untold (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul | |
| I know you feel me it's the untouchable | |
| Make yourself presentable | |
| I'm listenin' to mysteries of the untold (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul | |
| Sometimes I'm feelin' like I'm sinkin' | |
| Thinkin' what it's like from on the other side | |
| When I look at myself it's like my love had died | |
| People thinkin' of gettin' richer | |
| I'm usin' the blood of the loves that I lost recently | |
| To paint a perfect picture | |
| Can you see the future, future endeavors | |
| That'll make us better | |
| Usin' the light from my wings to make us fly together | |
| Guide my people to a place like what you imagined | |
| My duty now is to God | |
| There's no more beauty pageants we gettin' the chance to thank Him | |
| Me and you finally for what they made | |
| Is it a game that they still playin' | |
| Look at us now we're rid of grief | |
| Payin' society's debt but life we still obeyin' | |
| Until then I'll follow the path | |
| Where will it lead? | |
| Much in between ashes and dust | |
| We must believe trickin' thee ain't trickin' me | |
| I got tricks up my sleeve | |
| They tryin' to market I'm tryin' to make my mark before I leave | |
| I know you feel me it's the untouchable | |
| Make yourself presentable | |
| I'm listenin' to mysteries of the untold (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul | |
| I know you feel me it's the untouchable | |
| Make yourself presentable | |
| I'm listenin' to mysteries of the untold (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul | |
| I know you feel me it's the untouchable | |
| Make yourself presentable, make yourself presentable | |
| I will ride untouchable | |
| After the fire comes the rain | |
| After the pleasure there's pain | |
| Even though we broke for the moment | |
| We ball in the game | |
| Time to make y'all my military | |
| Be prepared for the busters | |
| I'mma let ya bitches that's scary | |
| Get to hear me no questions | |
| Visions of overpacked prisons | |
| Flingin's and niggas thug livin', precious | |
| Three strikes, I hope they don't test us | |
| And pull a heater ammunition is great | |
| Move without a sound | |
| And we slide down pistols in place | |
| I'm sensin' niggas just defenses | |
| From hittin' bitches to gettin' those | |
| Who can prevent the shootin' senses | |
| At these niggas throats only wish to breed | |
| I explode into a million seeds y'all remember me | |
| Legendary live eternally then bury me in pieces | |
| 'Cause they fear reincarnation, niggas screamin' peace | |
| 'Cause they fear | |
| We must wanna face 'em, take 'em to places | |
| Fake their fates then erase 'em, and break 'em | |
| Murder my niggas I'm tired of waitin' | |
| Now quicken the pace | |
| Blast me but never ask me to live a lie | |
| Am I wrong 'cause I wanna get it on til' I die? | |
| Now worldwide | |
| Niggas got the black girls, they hide | |
| No offense to Nas | |
| But this whole fuckin' world is mine | |
| Even if you blind | |
| You can still see my prophecy | |
| My destiny to overthrow | |
| Those on top of me fiendin' for currency | |
| The money be callin' | |
| Can you feel me dreamin'? | |
| Seein' scenes of me ballin'? | |
| Niggas that made niggas and that bitch | |
| What you goin' through | |
| Outlaws bustin' while we rush it | |
| Untouchable | |
| Niggas that play fucked up now what you goin' through | |
| We outlaws rushin' 'em bustin' | |
| We untouchable, untouchable, untouchable (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul, untouchable (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul, untouchable (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul, untouchable (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul, untouchable (uh-oh) | |
| Echoin' inside my soul | |
| Ya'll niggas never stop, you never drop, you never let me fall | |
| Me 2 Pacalypse | |
| All I know how to do is ball, ball, ball | |
| My true fuckin' niggas survived reincarnation | |
| After I'm dead they'll rock and roll | |
| And bring the funk to the whole nation | |
| And you know these fuckin' niggas | |
| Have a gun with my name on it, untouchable | |
| I spit the game so clear it's playin' on it | |
| When I'm dead | |
| My niggas will ride for me | |
| Untouchable (untouchable) | |
| Untouchable (untouchable) | |
| Untouchable (untouchable) | |
| Expect me like you expect Jesus to come back | |
| Expect me nigga, I'm comin' |