Correction Lyrics Meditate by Ces Cru

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[Ubiquitous]
Hustle and meditate, headed for some better day.
Hustle and meditate, headed for some better day.
Hustle and meditate, headed for some better day.
f*ck whatever they say, suckers hate, well let them hate.

[Godemis]
Okay, shake that ass, ho, you don’t wanna blow your chance.
I don’t wanna kiss or hug, I ain’t trying to hold your hand.
People staring at me, looking puzzled, they don’t know this dance,
I’m just getting wavy, meditating in a lotus stance.
I don’t need to make mo' enemies, but it keeps on happening,
What am I to do with all this energy?
They say I’m sick as f*ck, the haters trying to find a remedy,
They love to hate a nigger, guess they think the hate is killing me.
I’m kamikaze, the flyest and I don’t fear wreck,
They coming up out of the woodwork, maybe I’m 'bout to clear checks.
One billion e-mails, I’m a slacker so I don’t near check,
Somebody told me they'll sit through anybody to hear tech.
You know what, maybe you right, but I might go psycho tonight
I’m an animal and I bite, and my 9-to-5 is alright.
We independent, it feels like this shit is major,
I’m ready for all the hatred they 'bout to spit at a stranger.

[Ubiquitous (x2)]

[Godemis]
Struggling for a better day, where the money? we some go-getters
Middle of the map, made it out the jungle, we’re some gorillas.
Y’all niggers all washed up, warming up that bench and getting no
scrilla,
I’m ready on the mound, feels like I’m about to pitch a no-hitter.

[Ubiquitous]
When I wrote this back in November I was grinding to get my own
dinner
Focusing on my earth fire and air to keep my soul centered.
Now I'm penning them bone benders, under the study of no mentor,
Feel the fire from my own embers, keeping me out of the cold winter.
[Godemis]
Bitches coming for the gold, members chopping them up, here we go,
timber.
Levitating through the Midi, I harness their energy, rap with no
filter.
My aura glow when I got that gold but I want that dough next
f*ck R and R, all I want is T and A and plus some mo' checks.

[Ubiquitous]
I’mma profession to progress, I'mma live knee deep in the process,
You know Ces got that cold text and them hot bars we come correct.
I don’t throw sets, I grow press, trying to live my life with no
stress,
My mind clear and my hands dirty, I grind daily, I'm focused.

[Ubiquitous]

[Ubiquitous]
I got my chips up, tucked away, cutting cake, stacking bread,
If it wasn’t my mental state, the hustle made it happen then.
Motor-mouths chattering, I don’t hear a word they said
If they hating, let 'em hate. Call that hate encouragement.
They don’t put food on my plate, they don’t pay for nourishment,
So I can’t worry about what they say, I wonder why they worry then.
'Bout how I've been making moves, where I’m 'bout to take it, too
They ain't putting no faith in me, that’s why I put my faith in
truth.
Stated true, shoot 'em straight, dropping bags, losing weight,
Lining up all my chakras so that my body rejuvenate.
Allow me to elucidate: energy flow illuminate
All of that s-s-surrounding me, that’s how w-we communicate.
It’s true, hate's a human trait, scream at me and my mood will
change,
To believe this illusion's making my dreaming shift to a lucid state
I meditate, leaning back, beat in me so I beat them back.
See the future, I see the past, me the truth and my people clash.

[Hook: Ubiquitous]

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