Got My Mind Right

I don't need fame of lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight and I got my mind right

I don't need fame or lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight
Yeah

I don't need fame of lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight and I got my mind right

I don't need fame or lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight
Yeah

Greasy Greg Forest got riddles and more
For the rap sport to rip it apart
With food for thoughts that drop metaphors
To live large like Demi Moore
It feels like grant hill with duke in the final fours
Chuck Strangers pass the blunt and the torch
The weed just kicked in like Chuck Norris
About get beats from Stevie Storch
Got the the spliff and new polo sport
She said she like my lyrical bars and dropped her parties in the floor
And of course Jim Morrison inspired me to write a chorus
Faded up in Venice on a skate board
I'm in the rap section of the record store
Or tonight's highlights with highest scores

I don't need fame of lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight and I got my mind right

I don't need fame or lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight
Yeah

I don't need fame of lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight and I got my mind right

I don't need fame or lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight
Yeah

Used to get stalked from my ex chick that booty was thick lit like the sunset strip
Now Buddha blessed with new kicks
Watching the next draft pick and Netflix
Learned how to drop math like statistics
My mic check acts like Ben Afleck in a movie flick
I spit the script like brad Pitt
And can still flip a brick quick
More funky then flex in the mix
Like bobbito and stretch
I'm the needle in the hay stack
I rap with gold rings and air max
Eating Apple Jacks
Hash tag on snap chat
Puff puff pass
Hit the bomb and relax
I blitz like warren sap with the sac
In the night I'm the lightning flash

I don't need fame of lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight and I got my mind right

I don't need fame or lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight
Yeah

The GOD spoke to me
Showed me how to emcee
The blaze the beat the way it was supposed to be
Mad science like geometry
The rest is history
Roll doobie like a hippie
I make it look easy
The new kool moe dee
Kid capri on mtv
Larry bird with three
Twist the green in the big city of dreams
Call jack in the beanstalk with magic beans
I rock with ya like Tommy lee and Pamela
Sitting on a tree
We sparked that ooh wee
Maybe she'll have seeds
I kissed a girl like Kate Perry
Dream lover Mariah Carey
Got it on tape like Tom and Jerry

I don't need fame of lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight and I got my mind right

I don't need fame or lime light to shine bright
Cause the ryhmes are tight
Yeah