Mr. Morale Lyrics

Hoo, ugh
(Ooh, ooh, tee-vah) Hoo, ha
(Ooh, ooh, tee-vah) Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yee
Enoch, your father's just detoxed, my callin' is right on time
Transformation, I must had a thousand lives and like three thousand wives
You should know that I'm slightly of, fightin' off demons that been outside
Better known as myself, I'm a demigod
Every thought is creative, sometimes I'm afraid of my open mind
Shit on my mind and it's heavy
Tear you in pieces 'cause it's way too heavy
My diamonds, the choker is heavy
More life to give on demand, are 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 call
Don't need no conversation (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
Ain't about the business, shut the door now (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
Bitch', it's a celebration (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
And if this shit ain't bussin', what's it for now? (Ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
Steppin' out when the weight lifts
Floatin' 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)
Steppin' out when the weight lifts
Floatin' 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 meditation (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
My spirit's awaken, my brain is asleep (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
I got a new temperature (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
Sharpenin' multiple swords in the faith I believe (ooh, ooh, tee-vah) I think about Robert Kelly (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
If he weren't molested, I wonder if life'll fail him (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
I wonder if Oprah found closure (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
The way that she postered the hurt that a women carries (ooh, ooh, tee-vah)
My mother abused young
Like all of them others back were we from
Ssi bury family members
At the repass, they servin' Popeyes chicken
What you know about Black trauma?
Half in this, kickin' back is another genre
Tyler Perry, the face of a thousand rappers
Using violence to cover what really happen
I know somebody's listenin'
Past life regressions to know my conditions
It's based off experience
Comma for comma, my habits insensitive
Watchin' my cousin struggle with addiction
Then watchin' her firstborn make a million
And both of them off the grid for forgiveness
I'm sacrificin' myself to start the healin'
Shit on my mind and it's heavy
Tear you in pieces 'cause it's way too heavy
My diamonds, the choker is heavy
More life to give on demand, are 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 call us (us)
Say, "Hydrate, it's time to heal"
Safe, you're frustrated, I can feel
Huddle up, tie the flag, call the troops, holla back
Huddle up, tie the flag, call the troops, holla back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
People get taken over by this pain-body (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)
Because it's energy field that almost has a life of its own (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)
It needs to, periodically, feed on more unhappiness (ooh-ooh-ooh, da-da)

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