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letra de morning blues - luis minati & r. tennyson

hook:
it’s just another session of the morning blues
i just wake up count my blessings
wake up. wake up
count mine, count mine

(verse one luis minati)

i’m melancholy
and my melanin’s irrelevant
yo just let me vent
did a consensus with my cents
just to dull my sense
common sense tells me to bottle it
i level up defense cuz life’s a b-tch who stay gossipin
we’re polar opposites, encrypt the code of the topic
me(matthew) 6:34,that’s the view from my optics
dreams are my euphoria, or my endless abyss
these fragments of my memories of loved one’s i miss
could be in mid-conversation out of nowhere it hits like sh-t
you came to visit when i wake up that’s it
yo it’s bittersweet how sleep can cool your mental or just f-ck your piece
break apart your heart, it’s hard to function with a missing piece
now i’m lacking empathy, and energy i’ll center me
charge my ki, toss the sheets, and move my feet
consolidate some more change from the ashtray
reformat my brain, then move out my own way, cuz it’s

hook:
it’s just another session of the morning blues
i just wake up count my blessings
wake up. wake up
count mine, count mine

(verse two r. tennyson)

audience of the heartless, dear dearly departed we’re gathered here, toasting away sins till its everclear to never fear, the valley of the shadow of death, only out of respect of being someone’s guardian angel
pardon the angle i may approach. crouched for the k!ll but i aim for hope, sing until i strain my throat to lift the pain crushing me, but luckily these beats serve as relief for the moment, least we ain’t homeless, it could all be worse
we could all be dirt dead and gone
still hope don’t pay bills for the phone, rent, or the car note so if i don’t speak then we all broke
plus who gon save the nikkas strugglin just to keep a meal on the table and be stable?
moving extra weight
drive and hesitate before the score
thinking d-mn is it worth it more
to sacrifice my art to save the bigger picture?
this inhale will probably be the difference
between whats in my heart and really written… but its

- luis minati r tennyson

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