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[ti:Life After Mental(Album Version)]

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歌曲名 Life After Mental(Album Version) 歌手名 Grits

作词：

作曲：

I keep comin ＇ at you

Lyrical raptures capture you

Only if your soul is ready

I comin ＇ after you

Bodysnatchin ＇ you and dismantlin ＇ your crew

It ＇ s Tennesseeans wit nouns and verbs agreein ＇

Wit higher being

Sendin ＇ messages

Spreadin ＇ through your chest it ＇ s just

Blessings from conception rearrangin ＇ your perception

This planetary lyricist

At least that ＇ s what the Source quotes

Resurrectin ＇ hip-hop on a higher plateau

We crept low

Movin ＇ slow with intention to blow

Carry loads of flows for those who doubt and didn ＇ t know

And circumstances deep in crime intense seat back in the

Center of my body structure

Ready to rupture

At times I sat back to think again and again

How I broke the golden rule by doing business with friends

My mind traveled paths on a search to be free

Suspicion felt corruption had a piece of Gotee

Success had me stressed like the G-Mo-B

Cee-Lo ＇ s verse on ＂ Thought Process ＂ was the description of me

But them again I caught the vision that was given within

As a child rockin ＇ mirrors wishin ＇ I was Rakim

On stage

Engagin ＇ state to state

Rampages airplay videos and stretch black limos

The dream that seemed impossible

But now I ＇ m doin ＇ show for thousands

Savin ＇ souls through least

Lacin ＇ spirits concrete

And the belief that I inject on beats

Deplete

God ＇ s word that is instilled in me

To the masses ＇ til I feel my mission here is complete

And it ＇ s essential

That this is my life after mental

Chorus) 2X

Mental ＇ s over

It ＇ s the dawn of a new day

Out with the old

Different messages to relay

Mental ＇ s gone

It ＇ s time to do it up again

The past is behind

Life after will begin

Now let ＇ s talk

Gather to see who can talk the most noise on an album

You the listeners decide the outcome

How come

It ＇ s our second record without Mental gettin ＇ the recognition it deserved

This Christian industry is gettin ＇ on my nerve

Serves us right for thinkin ＇ they would believe our vision

Give us proper support

But when it got hectic

Mission abort

Poor sports is what they called us

Now that ＇ s crazy

All cause we wanted to be pushed

Not ambushed and pulled

Off the shelves for being ourselves

Unlike no one else

But still they made comparisons

How Un-American

Strivin ＇ in the midst of warzones and red tape

They try to hold us back

But it ＇ s the black in me that makes me create

Colorful collages hang on the walls of garages

No mirages

What you see is what you get

Ah that ＇ s that hit

Ah shoots you know I ＇ m in cohoots

With the higher power

Sprinkle me with spirital showers

Drinks anyone

Pourin ＇ glasses of Tang

If you ＇ re drinkin ＇ from me the flavor ＇ s lemon meringue

I ＇ ma be me despite the shackles of the industry

Bump they last chances

God engineers my circumstances

And hey

I think I like that

He ＇ s the one I confine in

Never dealin ＇ shady and lettin ＇ the enemy slide in

This rap game is all I got to maintain

It keeps me sane in my life

After mental

Chorus) 2X