The Brenda Song - Abstract Mindstate, Kanye West

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

They just had to let the beast go

Never liked it peaceful, should’ve never gave you people

Access to key codes, now the spirit’s in the buildin'

Story that the priest told, or how the heat throw

With Timbs and a 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 touched the fuel

'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’s it in a nutshell

Nothin' sweet, bluebell, she just recess

Didn’t you hear the school bell?

Fresh, yeah, new smell

Mindstate do tell, high stakes and screwface

Stay open like I’m two twelves, 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, 'State)

You can call him with your agendas

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 and

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 caught 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' ev’ry ting gets 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

Baptize you in 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