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letra de my mind is a battlefield - m.c. spice

if you could take a trip down the corridors
of my mixed up mind / here’s what you’ll find
the pain and the anger my daddy left, when he left
plus the pain i felt from my homey’s death
if you could walk a mile in these phat farm sneakers
on these two feet / guess who you’ll meet?
my best friend confusion / plus my homeys sadness and pain
i’ll be glad when the rain
wash the pain to side / and the pain subsides
in the crevices if my mind / led by the blind
too long / but i’m too strong / got to move on
and put my mind in check / took the nine and checked
the clip for one to rip through this stubborn head of mind
and out me out my misery / what, you kiddin’ me?
i ain’t got the guts to die / ain’t interested in livin’
not in the condition the present day and time is givin’

{chorus}
my mind is a battlefield / a battlefield
my mind is a battlefield / i’m at war / can you feel me?
[repeat]

too long, i wrestled with these demons who be schemin’
on my soul now / i’m gettin’ old now / it’s gettin’ cold now
i need the warmth from the father who be knowin’ it all
see it all / be it all
shook the ghost off / blast the toast off at those
ones who want me done up / bang nightfall to sunup
sat amongst the experts and heard ’em say
two a day / all i need to keep the strain away / this pain away
if you could dream my dreams / live my past
witness who i witness get blast / could you last?
if you could witness the mental anguish
from the separation of his father and his kids like i did
you, too, would hold the n-i-n-e / c-l-o-s-e
contemplatin’ like me
on whether you should let it blow / or just let it go
looks like another life tko

[chorus]

if you could take a trip down the deep, dark halls
of the castle if my mind / here’s what you’ll find
paranoia from beef unsettled
lookin’ over your shoulder / grippin’ the metal
hopin’ not to have a dejavu
hopin’ not to have to rip it back and let off two
they don’t know / they really don’t know
what it take to survive a breakdown / think, now
could you keep your composure / with all the pressure
comin’ down on you / while god frown on you?
could you hold your head up / no matter the setup?
we all fall down but we get up / dead up

[chorus]

- m c spice

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