Mantra

Mantra

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Rock et non-stop
gotta be calm and cool in constant drama
not a fool and not ya momma
my creature comforts/ are god's tool in Brahma

So nameste
Though not in the way the yogi's say
If you don't relate
Throw those words away/Replace them with more poignant hopeful phrases. 

I see the soul the decaying
maybe mellow-dramatic and dated
but we keep growing complacent
with the same shit
Day in,
day out

Blame the corporations
but the shame is/ noone sees his place in/
the breakdown of communication/
through toxicfication
trading honest debating for cocky, jaded confindence
I WANT SWEET POTATOES
Not processed poh-tot-ohs like McDonald's

Modern conversation/
Is often ball fondling or hatred
Fuck this savin' face shit/ What happened to trading consciousness naked?

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What happened to the word is a tragedy
The comedy of perverts
Who want a maker perfect


wanna make her perfect


so Mantra