Текст песни Mind - Jamie Slacks

You ought to use your mind

Chakras start at the root, and we ain't even had breakfast
Up to the sacral sex center just below the solar plexus
To your heart, to your throat, to your third eye, next is
Your crown, your dome, final test is your nexus
(C'mon)
Check this
(C'mon)
Check this
(C'mon)
Check this

I vibe with my foundations, grounding me to earth
I keep myself ascending with acceptance and rebirth
Confidence is sexy, I control myself at first
Then fall into my heart, fall in love and quench the thirst
Most will skip the complications like they don't swallow their meals
Don't forget to communicate, open up to close the deal
Thinking like an art thief, bigger pictures cost a steal
Hop in, turn your car keys, you'll get lost without some wheels
Check your eye, get that focal focused
Need you some direction
Check your mind, ain't no hocus-pocus
Spiritual connection
Eating healthy, trying to dodge all them confections
Meet the wealthy, they just pay off their infections
Slowly going vegan but I ain't ready for spaghetti without bolognese
Reminisce on them golden days spent at them golden arches
High in high school, chewing for cents then we parked it
In the lot and smoke cigarettes until we coughing
These memories come often, but my body been softened
(Amen)

Hey!
You ought to use your mind more wisely
Timely, I'm offering peace but you ain't mind it
Don't you lose your mind, yeah
I'm trying, mama, I gotta set it free

You ought to use your mind

I think I wrote the hook as a reminder to myself
To use my mind, hopefully, it gets hold of itself
Empathy and pathology are not always the best
When a lack of rationale keeps us baseless and inept
I'm not trying to preach, but goddamnit I am
I would not, could not eat green eggs with the ham
Up until I had tried them and they made me a man
Shadowboxin' with my shadows as they Arabian dance
Around my paladium stance
I keep hold, never break lest I get caked in the sands
Of time, and time demands
That I try to advance
Through my mind's eye and glance
Fancy that, it had snapped me out my trance
Out of the pants
That had me slacking so hard
On god, I'm keeping it zealous this year
And any year you play this back
I say it's wack and they say it's crack
And I say "Yeah, I don't play with that"
It's just dope

Chakras start at the root, and we ain't even had breakfast
Up to the sacral sex center just below the solar plexus
To your heart, to your throat, to your third eye, next is
Your crown, your dome, final test is your nexus
(C'mon)
Check this
(C'mon)
Check this
(C'mon)
Check this

You ought to use your mind