Mind Blow

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
 I'll take a runaway train from the reigns of shame
 And focus things so my head don't hear my brain
 It's how I'm seeing - keeping it even with balanced
 breathin
 When the Zion train come it's the last one leavin
 I'll be long gone, when I'm finally home
 Just relaxing from the action in the danger zone
 It's my rest bit, catching my breath before I exit
 Return to the Earth, be on some next shit, bless this!
 [Chorus]
 One time, maintain shine, chains can't bind, free your
 mind!
 Lemme holla, lemme holla, lemme holla, lemme holla
 Aiyyo one time, maintain shine, chains can't bind,
 free your mind!
 Lemme holla, lemme holla, lemme holla, lemme holla
 [Verse 2]
 Scolding sill, mellow ice grill, people keep on
 telling me to chill
 But I know it only poetry can feel
 With emotions that I mostly need to heal
 It's all part feeling, strong whip black children
 March through the streets with a million
 Dealing with injurious, just us against us
 We must bust back until they vanquished
 Attack, pull over fool this is a jack
 Now gimme back the fad and my bamma weed sack
 My culture, every day I'm getting closer
 Living it up like I'm supposed ta
 Who the king ruling this? (Jah!)
 Jah the light'll never miss ya
 One of these days I'm gonna kiss ya
 Touch you with my lips against the cheek
 Gonna hit ya, so every day I'm reading scripture
 One day!
 [Chorus]
 Holla (holla!) holla (holla!) [4X]
 Let's get steady the beat get 'eavy
 When this hit you better get ready
 Barricade your brain the fallout to deadly
 Runaway for the 'ad the Serengeti
 The good that you speak no speak of the smelly
 Stink like meat gone bad brother tell me
 Why you never want to call Jah from the celly?
 Why you wanna never call Jah from the celly yo?
 [Verse 3]
 Maybe gold, when I unload, make an ego explode uh
 They be gone soon's I enter in the do' uh
 We be venting unrelenting too cold uh
 Fuck a white collar, sucker can't do me nada
 Been in a lotta situations made it hotter
 Homie but we gotta live it gotta follow
 Give it then I get it, spit it make it proper
 It's alright, plus my mic sound nice
 Flip it, be specific, them yell dice
 We fly on a gamble, try learn to handle
 Ways that the days of life fade to candle
 And flicker, sicker, black when the cut back
 'Fore we lose track of where we at...
 [Chorus] - 2X
 

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Duration
04:38
Key
10
Tempo
84 BPM

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