Meditate with the Stick

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Mind quiet, but the block loud

Got a stick in the coat like I'm monked out

Eyes closed, hear the sirens in the background

Still I breathe through the tension when it clap rounds

Burnin' sage with a clip in the dresser

Soul at war, but I move with the pressure

Balance the karma with commas and calm

I'll sit cross legged, still ring alarms

Sit still, hands up not surrender, it's focus

Stick tucked in the lotus

World spin fast I just breathe in the motive

Peace don't mean I ain't loaded

Ain't no ommm's in the trap house, just codes

But I learned how to center when the stove got cold

Used to light candles for the dead and the light bill

Now I light beats, spit fire with a slight chill

Silence my mind like a monk in the jungle

Even if the drum got a kick and it rumbles

Pray with the wolves, I don't run from the hunt

Might bow my head but I'm still out front

They don't get it I'm holy and hood

Sacred and savage, misunderstood

Rosary in the same drawer as the Ruger

I meditate... but I move like a mover

I ain't never trust peace that don't come with a plan

Or a man talkin' calm with no scars on his hands

I've seen monks in the mix with the heat on their belt

Taught me God ain't soft just knows how pain felt

Woke up, third eye twitchin' in the kitchen

Stick on the table, but my soul still wishin

Mama lit candles, I lit up my first pack

Same light, different fire now we both lookin' back

Balance is a blade, walk it like a wire

Pray before I move, but I still aim fire

Meditation ain't silence it's order in war

I done found inner peace in a three-round draw

Sit still, hands up not surrender, it's focus

Stick tucked in the lotus

World spin fast I just breathe in the motive

Peace don't mean ain't loaded

Oooo ye ye