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letra de real talk - myndstate

yeh it’s myndstate

[verse 1]
maybe they just don’t understand this my new view point
d-mn i’ve been talking birds eye on a new joint
man i should’ve listened harder
stakes rising like bubbles in lager
my hand shaking like rubble in lava
ask stan that’s the trouble with this saga
so tell me something positive
coz life’s feeling like it’s got a lot to give
show me a bit of movement, i still be
something about records left me ocd
out-perfect perfection, see we on this cd
repeat, set free, i’m et, lost phone, where’s home
see me, cv

[verse 2]
man think about it, it’s deeper than rap
trying to be on point like a pin on a map
trying to be the sh-t, i still cut the cr-p
road is rocky asap, so apology for the lateness
my faith is blind and i’m chasing my status
wait till the greatest point to demonstrate it
you ballooned and deflated
i’ll eat through the middle of hated, come up in hd like the clearest created
and i’ve been out of place fam
making some room like a vacuum in outer sp-ce and
you know i won’t regret it
as you’re the one who said it, why should god take all the credit
i just wised up
symbolised my life in riddles, i’m tied up
this sh-t got me wired high, so why’d i with wide eyes
throw it back like twitter on thursdays
it’s learning to walk like this booth is my birthplace
gotta take a second to see it in first place
coz i’m trying to cook myself some dinner
but i’m looking like a chef to these guys getting thinner
so i’m questioning a lot man
waiting on tables trying to get them to turn and
d-mn that’s a fact and all of you act with it
i wanna amount to something don’t just slack with it
with these pro’s promising poetic justice
honouring the mic, the content i already sussed it
but f-ck it though, everyone ask why i love it so
it’s bittersweet, i’m police on a k!ller beat
like it’s more than nothing on a better feat
backseat drivers thinking they’re in a better seat
so who’s the bad guy, rolling like a mad eye
see this from a bird’s eye, need more than hope i don’t lie
no joke or anecdote, my knees are weak and my palms are sweaty
all this carb loading i string words like a spaghetti
trying not to choke in this world with its hand round my throat
sweet rhymes, sugarcoat, what goes around comes around
headphones in keep your ear to the ground

- myndstate

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