Testo Mingus - Killing Time

Mingus

Let me make this awesomely simple like Mingus.
Let me think up some next level shit on the fly.
My angels say I don’t have much left to begin with
My devils are all more than willing to give it a try.
So who am I to come between the mind and the spirit?
And who are you to suggest that I walk away.
Do you recall the dormant days of anxiety and drunken rage?
Trust me we’ll all be better off this way.
I’m not born again and I’m not born against.
Just itching to shed another layer of skin
I can see that this thing that keeps pushing me forward,
is the same thing that keeps me from falling within.
So who am I to come between the mind and the spirit?
And who are you to suggest that I walk away.
Do you recall the dormant days of anxiety and drunken rage?
Trust me we’ll all be better off this way.
I’m catching hold of this cyclone wind
Then I’m never letting go again.
A boy like me needs to choose his colors.
Crawling into the sunshine
Like Lucifer in Summer Time
One soul’s Convergence to another.
So who am I to come between the mind and the spirit?
And who are you to suggest that I walk away.
Do you recall the dormant days of anxiety and drunken rage?
Trust me we’ll all be better off this way.