Garden
Yeah, listen close. Welcome to the sanctuary. It ain't concrete out here. It’s all growth. Check the soil, black gold, that’s where the story begins Planting seeds of intention while I’m dealing with sins Got my hands in the dirt, wiping sweat from my face This ain't no quick fix, this is building my space See the weeds try to choke the life out my dreams Gotta pull 'em up quick, flowin' stagnant like streams Prune the dead weight, yeah, the toxic connections Nurturing the good with careful selections Watch the rhythm of the rain, watch the cycle of life From the struggle and the concrete, pushing past all the strife It’s a metaphor, dawg, for the mind that I tend A space I can breathe in, right until the end In the garden of my mind, watching everything bloom (Yeah, bloom) Cutting through the darkness, pushing past the gloom (Past the gloom) From the mud comes the lotus, that’s the natural law (That’s the law) Building my own Eden, standing tall and standing raw It ain't easy work, but the harvest is sweet The rhythm of my growth, the 91 BPM beat Sunlight hitting different when you earned every ray Used to chase the fake high, now I live for the day When the first green sprout just breaks through the ground That’s real victory, man, the truest sound Patience is the water that I sprinkle down deep Secrets that the soil and the roots keep No synthetics in my system, I’m organically built Dealing with the issues, not drowning in the guilt Every setback is a season, a freeze and a frost Learning what it takes to recover the cost My spirit’s the cedar, deeply rooted and strong Humming my own frequency, where I truly belong In the garden of my mind, watching everything bloom (Yeah, bloom) Cutting through the darkness, pushing past the gloom (Past the gloom) From the mud comes the lotus, that’s the natural law (That’s the law) Building my own Eden, standing tall and standing raw It ain't easy work, but the harvest is sweet The rhythm of my growth, the 91 BPM beat Yeah... Just gotta let it grow. Don't rush the process. The soil knows... The sky knows. It's just me and the garden... Watch it bloom.
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Yeah, listen close. Welcome to the sanctuary. It ain't concrete out here. It’s all growth. Check the soil, black gold, that’s where the story begins Planting seeds of intention while I’m dealing with sins Got my hands in the dirt, wiping sweat from my face This ain't no quick fix, this is building my space See the weeds try to choke the life out my dreams Gotta pull 'em up quick, flowin' stagnant like streams Prune the dead weight, yeah, the toxic connections Nurturing the good with careful selections Watch the rhythm of the rain, watch the cycle of life From the struggle and the concrete, pushing past all the strife It’s a metaphor, dawg, for the mind that I tend A space I can breathe in, right until the end In the garden of my mind, watching everything bloom (Yeah, bloom) Cutting through the darkness, pushing past the gloom (Past the gloom) From the mud comes the lotus, that’s the natural law (That’s the law) Building my own Eden, standing tall and standing raw It ain't easy work, but the harvest is sweet The rhythm of my growth, the 91 BPM beat Sunlight hitting different when you earned every ray Used to chase the fake high, now I live for the day When the first green sprout just breaks through the ground That’s real victory, man, the truest sound Patience is the water that I sprinkle down deep Secrets that the soil and the roots keep No synthetics in my system, I’m organically built Dealing with the issues, not drowning in the guilt Every setback is a season, a freeze and a frost Learning what it takes to recover the cost My spirit’s the cedar, deeply rooted and strong Humming my own frequency, where I truly belong In the garden of my mind, watching everything bloom (Yeah, bloom) Cutting through the darkness, pushing past the gloom (Past the gloom) From the mud comes the lotus, that’s the natural law (That’s the law) Building my own Eden, standing tall and standing raw It ain't easy work, but the harvest is sweet The rhythm of my growth, the 91 BPM beat Yeah... Just gotta let it grow. Don't rush the process. The soil knows... The sky knows. It's just me and the garden... Watch it bloom.
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