Abstract Mindstate Feat. Kanye West - The Brenda Song

Lyrics

Brenda, Brenda
You can call him with your agendas
He the father, send your sins up
To the altar, Heaven rinse us
Praise the Lord

They just had to let the beast go
Never liked the peace folk, should've never gave you people
Access to key codes, now the spirits in buildin’
Story that the priest told, or how the heat throw
With Timbs and a peacoat, I know what the streets know
Who you think I speak for? Notice, got that juice
Nasty like Tampico, crafty with the lingo
Flashy with the jewels, but never touched a few Ls
'Cause I don't think you do well, find me on 
Catfish that do wells, or on my way to Cali
Like James with the two L’s, that sit in the nutshell
Nothin' sweet, bluebell, she just recess
Didn't you hear the school bell? Fresh, yeah, new smell
Mindstate do tell, high stakes and screwface
They open like I'm two-twelve, Beethoven with the papyrus
Energy, catalyst, rattlin' your clavicle
Count me in abacus, calamities, upwards
Over average buzzwords, the x-split of expert
Without usin' cuss words

Brenda, Brenda (Yeah, state)
You can call him with your agendas
He the father, send your sins up
To the altar, Heaven rinse us
Praise the Lord

Spirit got my diction open, pit of fire, sea of smoke
Pullin' from a place that's broken, glued together, that’s the notion
I will only spew the truth, be the light, teach the youth
The basement days are over now, far from when I claimed uncouth
Those who really know me, caught that line like it’s an L-train
Never did it for fame, mostly use my right brain
Spiritually in balance, like I practice Kundalini
Close to goin' veggie, make my pasta with zucchini
I live my life Jamaica, meanin’ ev'ry ting gets ivy
Searchin' for the soul? Then I recommend you try me
Abstract is the mindstate, and my state will continue
Pushin' culture forward with this music, true essentials
Who He, where He sent you, God don’t make mistakes here
'Bout times you in lyrics, y'all gon' stay awake here
I know what's at stake here, we ain't talkin' red meat
I'm talkin' evolution, we evolve you from the deadbeat

Brenda, Brenda
You can call him with your agendas
He the father, send your sins up
To the altar, Heaven rinse us
Praise the Lord