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lirik lagu lyrik-the-rapper - mind & spirit

(verse 1: lyrik)

as i stroll through the avenues finding a balance
of happiness and challenge with practice, salvage
my train of thought, brain is a passenger, sightseeing prowess
an amalgamation of a gallon
of a thousand tears dripped into a chalice
f~ck the doubters, they only be doing sh~t for the clout, b~tch
i feel like a shaolin monk in the mountains
reclining towards nirvana dropping posthumous albums
yeah, so my posture is astounding
heightened lessons, digressing, settling, finding blessings
tiger’s nest investing in picturesque heaven, consecutivе balance
i got the likenеd talents that are striking with talons
flesh of a christ that’s empowered
500,000 times more lively and gallant, lightning then now bliss
mind and spirit combined
it mirrors divine
‘mosphere and i find
a spirit that’s crying
this cherub is seared in my mind
appears that i’m blind
by the silvery light
it’s clearly it’s bright
my disorder disordering me order
or the world, de~orbiting
ocd torturing me
prefrontal cortex, sleep sorta
messed up, professor with the words, i’ll x ya
tic~tac~toe, if you cross my line, i’ll step up
spelling redrum with a pencil, sipping red rum
lessen your shushing like a deesser preset, uh
need more than at least like 3 quarters
of ki, no doormat, i don’t mean the thing you turn clockwise
are you tongued~tied and doltish like mr. bean, yo i
leave you speechless like that reef blowers episode, no lie
my millimeter hit you like it’s synesthesia
all you see is red, no carti, hit the beat up
like that vamp did brandi in a crimson t~shirt
wonder why women find men a b~tch to please, uh?
me and titan ’bout to do our thing
i shoot you, bang!
you lose your change
switching lanes like a choo~choo train
ain’t do no voodoo but i’m assuming i figure you’re the one that’s getting painted red
when the uzi spray

(verse 2: titan)
é como se fosse algo raríssimo de se ver entre nós humanos, é um progresso
é como se fosse uma tradição pra não perder a essência, e não ficar submerso
você sabe quais são os frutos da resistência contra as leis divina, essa paz eu peço
sempre que tem algo complicado, e não minto, aqui eu falo que com deus eu converso, seu progresso eu não impeço
porque tem que impedir meu progresso se eu nunca atrapalhei essas almas
se eu nunca fiquei sem essência da minha alma, eu sei que é difícil não fique com isso mas siga com a força que te eleva que te leva até a realidade dos fatos (calma)
palma das mãos estão suadas, de tanto esforço para lutar contra essa vala
mas é como eu falei pra vocês que isso tudo vai passar um dia, eu serei vencedor e finalmente conquistarei toda essa paz que eu venho buscando desde sempre
acontece que vocês não perceberam, as pessoas desenvolveram? talvez sim mas dificilmente perderam
aquela coisa que nos prende aqui na terra e impede nosso espírito de se desenvolver
mas é isso… siga na força da vida, mas qualquer coisa que te impedir você conversa com deus, talvez tenha saída
puxe toda essência que é boa para tí, porque um dia a solidão será perdida (o mundo aqui gira)
vocês perceberam que isso é algo que dói?
ver pessoas sem melhorar a mente e o espírito, achem que estamos a sós
mas a força divina aqui te observa, você está na esquina sofrendo com a guerra
nem o que o mal impeça, nossos sonhos serâo alcançados, e tão presos na vala não presos na sala que felicidade não fique com fraqueza, siga com força

(verse 3: down6)
i’m relaying these lyrics without a mention
i bottle up when i’m furious, feigning for the aggression
the beat got a golden presence, i’ve begun to hold impression
the feast of a molten treat that’ll eat through any old message
double the beams, i come from the grave, no one’ll fumble the six
i got the keys, unlocking a case, you talking all bitter for nothing, b~tch
f~cking up anyone thinking they ready for murder, i k!ll them and then i’mma drill them
ahead of an enemy, taking they head when i’m chopping the f~cker that step in the crypt
everybody in this motherf~cka better get the money for the down6
that about this profound bliss, oh wow, miss, you goergous
i burn up a city, i live in a pity of f~cking up minimal housing
once was thousands, now it’s vacant, i’m browsing
scene arousing, b~tch i break off the clowning
played with razor blades, i rough up the town then
roll the blunt and take a hit ’til my frown grins, you forsaken as foul, b~tch
i been sipping on that apple jack, i get to packing bowls
if you ready for the mac attacking, axing down a foe
y’all be slashing with it automatic, i don’t really know
i’m just chilling in yo’ f~cking attic, tryna rap it dope
climb the ladders, hit the gates and give the family a rope
i’m enticing with that patterns, safe to say i been a goat
baked for the days, they late for praise, i’ll make you pray demote
deface, the molten brains will vocalize them really slow
stuck with the rhythm on top of the cavern, they crumble in time for the ghost
chopping the head of an enemy, taking that mic with the habit to glow
chill in the crib when i slide with a threat when i’m coming outside with no hope
sick of them picking the pocket, i’d rather be k!lling myself with a show
don’t n0body wanna beat the motherf~cka straight up from the grave
look into the face, chillin’ with a wrath dealing quite the motherf~ckin’ numbers
when i’m living like some other sucka with no taste, tryna find the way out up in this maze
routed to blaze, mountain kinda weighs, b~tch you finna turn up in the water, frame a suicide
i murder when they slaughter, in the cemetery and they getting buried for the money
vacant in obituaries and they looking funny, i been livid, daring, how you really, honey?
i’m obscene with cutting and i be confronting when i’m demon hunting, got the key to running
when i beat up plenty, i’mma re~develop when i’m re~inventing what i’ve seen b~tch
stuck with the rhythm on top of the cavern, they crumble in time for the criminal flow
and i’m chopping the head of an enemy, taking that mic with the habit to glow when they choke
and i chill in the crib when i slide with a threat when i’m coming outside with no hope
and i’m sick of them picking the pocket, i’d rather be k!lling myself when i sever the throat with a knife in the moss

- lirik lagu lyrik the rapper

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