LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMr. Morale (feat. Tanna Leone)
It was one of the worst performances I've seen in my lifeI couldn't sleep last night because I felt this shitOoh, ah, ooh, ahOoh, ah, ah, ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yee!Enoch, your father's just detoxed, my callin' is right on timeTransformation, I must have a thousand livesAnd like three thousand wivesYou should know that I'm slightly offWritin' off demons that been outsideBetter known as myself, I'm a demigodEvery thought is creative, sometimesI'm afraid of my open mindShit on my mind and it's heavyTear you in pieces 'cause it's way too heavyMy diamonds, the choker is heavyMorе life to give on demand, arе you ready?Who keep 'em honest like us?Who in alignment like us?Who gotta heal 'em? All us (Us)When there's no one to callDon't need no conversationIt ain't about the business, shut the door nowBitch', it's a celebrationAnd if this shit ain't bussin', what's it for now?Steppin' out when the weight liftsFloatin' on em (Ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)Floatin' on em (Float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)Floatin' on em (Float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)Floatin' on em (Float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)Steppin' out when the weight liftsFloatin' on em (Ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)Floatin' on em (Float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)Floatin' on em (Float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)Floatin' on em (Float, float, ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)Uzi, your father's in deep meditationMy spirit's awaken, my brain is asleepI got a new temperatureSharpenin' multiple swords in the faith I believeI think about Robert KellyIf he weren't molested, I wonder if life'll fail himI wonder if Oprah found closureThe way that she postered the hurt that a women carriesMy mother abused youngLike all of them others back were we fromSSI bury family membersAt the repass, they servin' Popeyes chickenWhat you know about black trauma?Half in this, kickin' back is another genreTyler Perry, the face of a thousand rappersUsing they violence to cover what really happenI know somebody's listenin'Past life regressions to know my conditionsIt's based of experienceComma for comma, my habits insensitiveWatchin' my cousin struggle with addictionThen watchin' her firstborn make a millionAnd both of them off the grid for forgivenessI'm sacrificin' myself to start the healin'Shit on my mind and it's heavyTear you in pieces 'cause it's way too heavyMy diamonds, the choker is heavyMore life to give on demand, are you readyWho keep 'em honest like us?Who in alignment like us?Who gotta heal 'em? All us (Us)When there's no one to call us (Us)Say, "Hydrate, it's time to heal"Safe, you're frustrated, I can feelHuddle up, tie the flag, call the troops, holler backHuddle up, tie the flag, call the troops, holler backYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahPeople get taken over by this pain-bodyBecause it's energy field that almost has a life of its ownIt needs to, periodically, feed on more unhappiness
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