The Brenda Song (feat. Kanye West)

Brenda, Brenda You can call him with your agendas He the father, send your sins up To the alter, heaven rinse us Praise the Lord They just had to let the beast go Never liked the peace folk Should've never gave you people Access to key codes, now the spirits in the buildin' Story that the priest told, or how the heat throw With timbs and the peacoat, I know what the streets know Who you think I speak for? Know this got that juice Nasty like Tampico, crafty with the lingo Flashy with the jewels, but never touch a few Ls 'Cause I don't think you do well, find me on Pulaski Catfish at Duwell's, or on my way to Cali Like James with the two Ls that sit in the nutshell Nothin's sweet, bluebell, she just recess Didn't you hear the school bell? Fresh yea, new smell Mind state do tell, high stakes and screw face They open like I'm two-twelve, Beethoven with the Papyrus Energy catalyst, rattlin' your clavicle Count me in abacus, calamities, upwards Over average buzzwords, the expletive expert Without usin' cuss words Brenda, Brenda (yeah) You can call him, with your agendas (state) He the father, send your sins up To the altar, heaven rinse us Praise the Lord Spirit got my diction open, pit of fire, sea of smoke Pullin' from a place that's broken, glued together that's the notion I will only spew the truth, be the light, teach the youth The basement days are over now, far from when I claimed uncouth Those who really know me, got that line like it's an L-train Never did it for fame, mostly use my right brain Spiritually in balance, like I practice kundalini Close to goin' veggie, make my pasta with zucchini I live my life Jamaica, meanin' everything is irie Searchin' for the soul? Then I recommend you try me Abstract is the mind state, and my state will continue Pushin' culture forward with this music, true essentials Who He? Where He sent you? God don't make mistakes here Baptise you in a lyrics, y'all gon' stay awake here I know what's at stake here, we ain't talkin' red meat I'm talkin' evolution, we evolve you from the deadbeat Brenda, Brenda You can call him, with your agendas He the father, send your sins up To the altar, heaven rinse us Praise the Lord