Lyrics:
every fifteen minutes,
Utilising some new promotional device.
Some of these devices have been known
To leave irreparable scars
On the minds of foolish
day and all night
Dwellin South of the Hudson, New Jerusalem
in seclusion, using fake pseudonyms [I'm true bad]
Mind travels like a skitzo on two tabs
precious mill to the ground
They got me
When I stole Mr. Beck's Corvette
His yapping shih tzu riding shotgun
Yeah, I parked it in the lake
and formed
[Redman]
Drinkin a Beck's, all day I think about sex
Got the gaze to knock the "A" off your 'Virex
Who am I? D-O, my M-O is fuck P-O
Luv ta
Oh, I got my mind on me I got my mind on me
My, oh-oh-oh My mind on me, I got my mind on me
My, oh-oh-oh My mind on me, I got my mind on me
My,
your mess makes no difference
By the time I got to your bedroom
You really could've just did it
Oh, who're you tryna get loud with?
That tone's a little
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yes, you did it by yourself, by yourself
See you gettin' to the bag, yeah
But you know I got plans to spend my money on you (yeah, I
got to the bank
Now they want more
I'm waiting here
At your beck and call
But I'm beat down
About to fall
I'm rough and raw
Workin' like a dog in
spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now
veio
THC na mind
que me faz, me sentir tão bem
We got a lot, just pop
Só sente o drop, n é pop
Beat do Ian e o melhor
Drogas no copo eu gosto
Na mente
kamar_ nigga yous'ah gonna
My mind on the millions___ I'm tryna get me commas
I'm ah DC nigga__ I got keep a llama
City hella gritty___ haten is
know is definitely yuh type
Yuh have everything in life
But it nuh feel right if that woman is not by your side
A man got no worries
A man got no
to the radio
Man, look, we can't waste no time on it
Cause it's on my mind homie
And I got my mind on it, for real
I got my mind on it
I got my
N***a I got my
(he) always answers my beck and call,
Ever lovin' mama (daddy)mama (papa) tree top tall.
I feel so proud walkin' by her (his) side,
Couldn't get
lamping bossing skanks in
Cashing checks, stacking crazy banking
He's got Jennifer on his mind
He can't see you, so see you, I gots no more time
lamping bossing skanks in
Cashing checks, stacking crazy banking
He's got Jennifer on his mind
He can't see you, so see you, I gots no more time
elliot, oBE?
(Uh, well, I don't know the book, sir)
Er, never mind
Never mind how about 101 Ways
To Start a Fight? (By?)
An Irish gentleman whose name
Got a lot, on my mind, this week
Got bills, no meals, no chill,
Got a lot, on the line, this week
On the grind, on a hunt, for the kill
Sometimes,
You're a hack
Integrity it's like Jacques Cousteau
Trying to find a dry spot in the ocean
I ain't got no damn integrity how you think
I got so far - Roddy
Killers and murderers, psychos and lunatics
Nobody knows what makes my mind click
Is it the demons screaming inside of me?
Hell no, it's just the thug
brilliant minds.
It's being asked by every body from Obama, to Glenn Beck.
They all want to know why there's a warning,
on them little blue pills
When
dunny, we rock a half of mill and look bummy
And bounce to the projects, pop Becks, cop Tec's
Top wrecks, execs got next, what the heck
I'm fed, you'se
arrived. So, we got absolutely f'king smashed to
smithereens on the plane, right! Get's off the plane, staggers through customs, "Allright, excuse..." oh no
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
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