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lirik lagu the mind .1 – pope

[the intro: firdausi]
b-mping frank ocean and a little drake
because what i’m feeling is a feeling that you couldn’t shake
i’m embracing all the paths that other just wouldn’t take
under the motivation of not to be conceived as fake
and though we trace our thoughts to be aligned with all the social imperfections of art
we really never have the chance to say whats on our hearts
but looking back, i understand that if i choose to slack, i’ll be fine with who i am

[verse 1: pope ]
i am young but not young minded
if i told you the truth i think that you mind it
my mind’s prominence is a peak that’s not mined yet
“mind your own business”, my momma’s met with a kid wrapped in his own dominance
promises, aren’t meant to be kept, well at least that’s how all liars felt
promises, something i’m not familiar with
“momma i promise i’m not a druggie”
“homie i got a spliff, here get a whiff of this sativa shit”
then we puff and start the p-ssing
cautioned minds are filled whiff laughter
painting through p-ssion
i bet all the props you be flashing are the results of pitiful antics who’s actions caused you to cash in
d-mn!!
you f-cked, you b-st-rd. hitting acid, got me plastard. on the moon traveling, space traffic
it’s tragic
mr.omar said “only the living can make money off of the dead”
my new found icon is a white man on federal bread
good kid
bad habits
should i change? well that depends on who’s asking
in fact i’ve been practicing the art of being above average
chances of curing cancer, instead i’m watching exotic dancers dilute their mind wit spiritual enhancers
i see the light!! no need for the lantern
i can’t quit
i’ve been planning on becoming the shit
since we all are rich
counting all these counterfeits
i’m at the counter b-tch
watching the waitress count her tips. then applies gloss to her lips
curvy hips, beautiful face and a slender waist
i approach her at a subtle pace
then stop because i realize that her time isn’t at an abundant amount as mine
i’m out of line
but my mind’s racing, going faster than my eyes when i glanced at that waitress
i need help but still i won’t say shit
it’s a grey glimpse
too much intellect to intercept
the beauty and the madness lie at an intersect, pleasure lies too deep that’s another promise i’m struggling to keep
reach
until you’re tired of it
i suck at telling the truth, but i’m proud of it
why appear if you can’t get an arise from her
lies from her equals cries from him
her hearts filled with nitrogen
lying in lionel’s lions dens
scratch
we were born again, and if we never know life it’s because of the sin…
the reasons

- pope

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