Lyrics:
Just tryna find what that feeling is like
When I'm sober and clear in my eyes
No substance to chase up my high
No vices to dress it up real nice
Roaming around the room
To find an escape
I meet your sight, I wryly smile
And look away
And take a breath
And lose myself
In the substance again
track. If you read through the lyrics, you'll also notice that the word 'Mindsize' was derived from this song.
This song's main focus is substance abuse,
mothers
And black mothers need sons
Not children that's been killed by guns
It's, just another form of slavery, a modern day lynchin'
The others get
Baby please go down
Lick it up, all around
I wanna give you a crown
Don't give it up to that clown
Baby listen i'm finna come over
Come over
I be
substance
At every functions juncture
I've encountered Humans from all over
They all seem to love it here in Georgia
Well I'm native huh
At least a percentage
the scripts that they gave you
Were the only crutch
Were the only crutch
I've seen 2 people yell over yellow pills
I've seen 2 people lose over little blues
do my things with some Guts
You Dey show Bobby for the club
Who Dey tell story Wey dem form
Money Over Bitches
Money over bitches
Money over bitches
when it comes to getting mines, never will I fail
I like my music with substance, something that make me think
Some shit I can smoke weed to cuz I aint
Darkness fills the void I find
And I don't know how I've come alive
I'm screaming out
Darkness forms the heart of the night
And after all why am I standing
I mount up with waxen wings
High to reach the sun
And I am no further than
When I first begun
So I build a mount of Athos
To shape your form against
married to substance, you sound like you got a divorce
That's why I'm blocking and unfollowing y'all
I done forgot what I'm following for
Enough about
the level of rhymin'
Pressure comes from lesser forms than me and my man
And we go back like life created from um, specks of sand
And there's money to be
on the ground!
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Yea
Yea
Yea
Check out the form, when i perform
See me put on, that's why they swarm
You see they reaction, when I'm in action
See they reaction,
The tears mothers and artist give to create
While all of this is happening
I am not saying that we're over thinking
But how will the next form of life know
The children need something
With more substance and more meaning
A message intended to leave them
With something much more to believe in
Now it’s
wisdom
Wisdom of a Speaker, a Dove and a Plug
Set aside a legal substance to feed 'em
For now get 'em high off this dialect drug
Time is a factor so
and instill such boredom
Boom!
The time when all forms
Of expressions of life
Will be so
Destitute of substance
Bang!
Then life will become
So
baseheads and zombies live
BASE
A more brutal form of cocaine known as crack
is increasingly penetrating every part of our social strand
Classified
And transfer emotional energy and chi between the two
It does not matter how far away the other person is
As the cord is not a physical substance and distance is
with this; channel me some other bliss
The gift we all embrace
Is not the only one that leaves a trace
Two sides form the same mask
We shed our fear,
your sign to sneak in
I know you're not that innocent
Surely convincing me to join in
I know you're more made of hot air
Than of actual substance yeah
gifted
Til karma returns, heart seize an ya being is lifted
Back to the spirit form
I took a white substance and shipped it in parrot form
Used to be my
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