Mind Race

Bad kid from the east
Knock you right off ya feet
Want respect where it's due
These other rappers is food (on god)
You can put that on my tomb
If you ain't bout it then move (move)
Late nights with the crew
We was plotting and scheming (you know)
Good gas what I'm breathing
We going hard every season
Yea thats winter, fall, summer, spring
All about my Q's and P's
I'm tryna see finer things
I'm tryna go global with this shit
They not real, they counterfeit
I can't trip about no trick
All this new shit got me sick
Where's the heart and the soul?
All I hear is these clones
I tend to stay far away, lay back
And get stoned
Yea, I'm way above the antics
I just keep it composed
But the way my minds racing
Yea it's taking a toll, yo

I said the way my minds racing yea it's taking a toll, yo
I said the way my minds racing yea it's taking a toll, yo
I said the way minds racing yea it's taking a toll, yo

Keep my head down but let 'em know that I still pack a punch
Killing shit like Hannibal Lecter did back in '91 (let's go)
They ain't got no motion, you spitting but you just looking dumb (uh huh)
Had to talk my shit just for a second
Okay, now I'm done
Yea, I'm somewhere down the rabbit hole
Still finessing, progressing
As if you ain't already know (let's go)
Got this nasty flow, I've had the sauce since like an embryo
But the way my minds racing, still taking a toll, yo (no lie)

Said the way my minds racing it's still taking a toll, yo
Said the way my minds racing its still taking a toll, yo
Said the way my minds racing it's still taking a toll, yo
Said the way my minds racing it's still taking a toll, yo
Said the way my minds racing it's still taking a toll, yo



Credits
Writer(s): Michael O'dea
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