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minding - poetic temper lyrics

yeah yeah you know
yah yah yah
yah yah
yah
ah huh

make sure you minding your business
when you hustling on
yeah yeah you know
yeah yeah you know
make sure you minding your business
when you hustling on
yeah yeah you know
yeah yeah you know
make sure you minding your business
when you hustling
yeah yeah you know
yeah yeah you know
uh

my hood a concrete jungle
it’s tough bro
my city a hard knock hustle
tell it like it’s
full of children
with missing puzzles aye
broken kids
words can fix them
words can build them
words can heal them
since they ain’t in great form
i know these words can feel them
word bless up
if every poem
a poet spoke
becomes part of the bible
they believe in
we the young ones
the little children
who just wanna be what we wanna be
don’t tell me i am nothing
i know it’s pure gold what i’m destined for more
when i go to sleep and dream
i rest assured oh
i’m gonna be someone in life
maybe someone you like or love
but right now i’m just a broken kid
my mind has turned into a place
i don’t recognise
i am lost in it
but still i dream of healing & light,light changing this background
that broken kids …
who are surprised how
how i wear a smile like
this sh*t ain’t broken me
well it’s the hope within
the home in me
feeding my spirit
to thrive and feed the home i’m in
peace to the homeless
addicts who’ve forgotten where home is
we all gon get rich imagine
all the days you were frozen
melting
just hold the passion
every tear shed holds a lesson
make sure you minding your business
when you hustling on
yeah yeah you know
yeah yeah you know
make sure you minding your business
when you hustling on
yeah yeah you know
yeah yeah you know
make sure you minding your business
when you hustling
yeah yeah yeah yeah
goddess i know it’s hard loving a broke n*gga
i know it’s hard
but when the pain ends you gon know your blessing
yeah yeah you know

baby i’m on my way
i’ve been grinding on the way to you
i swear as i spoke to myself
considering i gotta accumulate
the best i can
like when a warrior promises
to return home
but i speak alone
cause it’s a lonely road
to having everything of your own
i do my best
i learn the best
i still write my raps
and now i’m a photographer
can’t get employed by the slavery system
so i stay on my lane
pages filled with plans
like gardens and plants
i swear i plant
and my seeds grow
as i witness
i gotta avoid all my weaknesses
and be the best man i can
my hustle is raised to levels
i never dreamt of
i wrote a book that fishes souls
i swear to god that’s my greatest goal
became a priest but i hustle
after church i’m a sinner
god you know my needs
i gotta be a winner
bless my hustle it is clean
empower my mother tongue
so i can speak to my people
and empower their dreams
so i can escavate to their
minds and plant thy seed
as i witness thee weed out
what’s not necessary
i treasure the word of god
before my upcoming millions
yeah, that’s what i do for god
that’s what i do for god!

- poetic temper lyrics

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