Kleshas (Sanskrit, also kleśa; Pali: kilesa; Tibetan: nyon mongs), in Buddhism, are mental states that cloud the mind and manifest in unwholesome actions. Kleshas include states of mind such as anxiety, fear, anger, jealousy, desire, depression, etc. Contemporary translators use a variety of English words to translate the term kleshas, such as: afflictions, defilements, destructive emotions, disturbing emotions, negative emotions, mind poisons, etc.
In the contemporary Mahayana and Theravada Buddhist traditions, the three kleshas of ignorance, attachment, and aversion are identified as the root or source of all other kleshas. These are referred to as the three poisons in the Mahayana tradition, or as the three unwholesome roots in the Theravada tradition.
While the early Buddhist texts of the Pali canon do not specifically enumerate the three root kleshas, over time the three poisons (and the kleshas generally) came to be seen as the very roots of samsaric existence.
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I've been lovin' u for here long knowin' I was never clear
But I have no fear today cause I'm gonna say
What I gotta say, I don't wanna play the role
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I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
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I'm gonna play my cards from here
And take this gamble sure
My words are gonna fumble, but this beat is mighty humble
Ain't goin nowhere, sure I'm scared but my life's a dare
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I'm gonna share my mind with u, u've been blinded
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Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
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Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
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In the air, in the air, in the air
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Not a gun but a different content, sexual
U tried to run, I still get u
Steel metal not needed, a whole 'nother meaning
Don't want ur gold, want ur soul
Control ur heartbeatin, cause when I start squeezin that muscle
That's the trigger, than I got u nigga, in ya
Chopper spinners, got ur bodyguards wit cha
Diamond dog tag chain swingin, I had them thangs ringin
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Till that man, he comes with me
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up