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KILLAH PRIEST lyrics : "Minds"

F/) Starkim

[Starkim]

Cowards die, dozens of death
The man recovers, live like the best
I know it feels good when you get %#@! off ya chest

I tell my ^!$$%s, hustle hard
Eyes up, ^!$$%s scared to rest
Want more, $#&@ the less

Life's good, stay off stress
The rise of star, yeah I bump next
Recognize real, you betta respect

Kid, I blast at ya #~!!@ $$#
A person neva asks questions
Hammers and drugs, I call it like the thugs

Y'all call it criminal of weapon
You just a (*##$ $$#, kiss $$#, and keep steppin'
You can't do nothin' positive

Twist ya fingers up and bang
And keep reppin', poverty, King's and fiery
I'm just hood, I told myself to change

That was a lie to me, back in the hood was rockin' my G
On the block, boots on, shoes on, a hoodie
Screamin' "Who's flyer then me?"

Blood in my mouth, schemers, screamin' "Who's higher then me?"
West Coast love, I'm East side King
Ridin' strapped wit that thing-thing

A ^!$$% ain't lookin' for beef
Where's the ginseng? My dun go ching-ching motha$#&@a


I defend the hood when I rhyme
You can't blame my ^!$$%s for being ignorant blind
Then enslave 'em, throw 'em in the hood and see what they gon' find

$#&@ that, we gon' grind
No studyin', %#@!'s been programmed in our mind
We been poppin' since the hours and minutes before time

Don't put on your top, you gon' see the real meanin' of the word crime
I tell my ^!$$%s the sky's the limit
The world is yours, cuz I know that %#@! is mines

I still scream FTW, until we takin' back I'm ridin' wit a $#&@in' nine
Packs of goons and we in line, lion wild, livin', writin' wild
This is the prince; watch you hear the sound of a gun go blaow!

You missin' and then you'll get found
Holes in your chest, in the lake somewhere drowned
Now I'm watchin' on the news

Laughin' at 'em cuz he was a fool and a clown
Think before you diss the man who wears the crown
Cuz real %#@! is gon' down, black

Don't diss a boy who guzzle yact, and spit deep crack
Fall back before you get attacked
$#&@ gun, hands break ya back

And on the lyrical tip, ^!$$%s is wack
Kick rocks, the %#@! is mines, straight like that
Motha$#&@as

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