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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,408
Peak in subgenre #61
Author
Sipho
Uploaded
November 18, 2004
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MP3 4.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Heavy Mental Written by Sipho for Naturally Dope
Productions
Verse One:
The conversion swervin with a mental thats suburban
it's like your drinking Bourbon head wrapped in a
turban
To tight some peoples is hard to excite
hard to entice its like the hearts in a vice
I'm stuck in the middle no Sphinx so no riddle
giant steps I take but what counts is every little
I do what I do simply for the luv of it
not for the fuck of it at times for the lust of it
Being that I'm a human I be doin a mixture
of good and bad but it's still just the Sipster
Just flesh and bone some thug in my melody
all competition from me yes they gets the pedigree
Unbalanced delivery not close to my specialty
bangin lyrically cuz I gotta release
Raws released exhaled at speeds that exceed
the natural need to see and touch just to believe
I hope and pray on knees thats tattered and torn
that my piece of this piece is enough to make me squeeze
Enough juice and perspective to mass collectives
injections of selections wettin palets with my fuckin necture
Increased ability thats peace in this lecture
one world one love thats peace in my sector
Hook:
Life can be hard or basic and simple
challenge is not to get stuck in the middle
Music provides nourishment for the soul
I bless the tack with heavy mental
Verse Two:
It's not supposed to be like this now is it people
where s the love and compassion and the steeple
Where is my 40 acres where is my mule
where is it written that you gotta play it cool
In every single situation we encounter
wheres the proof go to school you'll amount ta
Something more than average where is my Benz
where is my mansion my yatch and my ends
Where does reality start I wanna see it
mutated thought in my brain so I believe shit
Where does the hope lie for those in the struggle
where is the bottom of the funnel
Where is the light at the end of the tunnel
pain is gone like I said uncle
Hut one hut two hike here goes my audible
edible touchable so visual incredible
Bump like brail so to everyone I'm legible
bewteen the lines slides my number two pencil
I'm philosophical theological
forces that are mystic invade our space and pull
And push like buttons so read the label
jump start your mind like cars and fuckin jumper cables
Hook:
Life can be hard or basic and simple
challenge is not to get stuck in the middle
Music provides nourishment for the soul
I bless the tack with heavy mental
Verse Three:
This circle is almost complete my canvas
the colors begin to bleed fantastic
Voyage from the dark for me true challenge
my mind and my physical form do damage
Like ballin with no handles a candle in the wind
flickered as I bickered with myself from within
Till I realized the missing link stopped to think stopped to blink then got it wrapped like shrink
I said it many times before true story
the truth hits everybody
So much strain on our brains on our souls
under pressure crack who broke the mold
The fallen angel a faceless stranger the baby in the manger the bumba clot who tries to break ya
The po po or the man with the 44
who says everybody hit the fuckin floor
I really dont know yo its just my heavy mental
bleedin from my brain to my pencil
Verbals wet ya I got nuff respect due
but how do we keep being if you keep being you
I really dont know its just my heavy mental
bleedin from my brain into my pencil
Hook:
Life can be hard or basic and simple
challenge is not to get stuck in the middle
Music provides nourishment for the soul
I bless the tack with heavy mental
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