One Time Fo' Ya Mind
ONE TIME FO' YA MIND
I'm sick of all the shit in '94 so now I'm cappin'
Fuckin' with them devils everytime I start to rappin'
Listen to the man 'cause the man is comin' right
P-Dog is in the house until them brothers see the light
But now understand I ain't concerned with the bullshit
'Cause I know the truth, I see their motherfuckin' hoofprint
Got niggas tripping of the violence and the 40 ounce
So I call my homies get my strap and go take forty out
That's the way I'm comin' so you better tell a friend
Bitch, I ain't your boy so respect me as a man
And niggas understand that I'm down for whatever
We gotta make it better brothers gotta stick together
Pay attention to the
P-Dog
"One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew..."
Pay attention to the...
P-Dog
Def with the record... Def with the record... Now house niggas on the left wanna talk shit
And motherfuckin' devils on the right wanna dump a clip
Ever since I broke the grip of shame back in '89
I see tricks trippin' all the time like I did a crime
Got me on the news cause they wanna hide the truth
But notice that I'm a soldier and I'm comin' at the youth
Black guerrilla standin' for my folks and I'm proud
This one's going out to the brothers locked down
Now as long as we keep playin" by your rules
I'm leaving shit stains on your flag 'til I'm through time
After time I bring the motherfuckin facts
I'm coming pro-black, understand where I'm at
And take a listen to the...
P-Dog
"One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew..."
Pay attention to the...
P-Dog
Def with the record... Def with the record... Never fuckin' with no dank, or no drink
You can keep that shit for the next nigga
Swangin' with a weak rap, busta-ass bandwagon niggas
Wanna be the new gangsta of the week on the street
But ain't got a clue
Damn, it's a trip how them devil-ass labels put
Everything they got into that shit, but they never push
Anything real for the good of the community
It should be, plain to see, fuckin' over you and me
So I stay true to the game 'cause it's all
Praise to Allah, raw and real for the cause
Never underestimate my enemy, but trip
On how the operate 'cause the wanna see me slip
As long as I'm livin' I'll keep givin' you the facts
Bumpin' when I'm smugglin' the message in a rap
So pay attention now, 'cause I'm bound to catch a case
Them motherfuckin' snakes wanna nigga in his place, but I keep on sayin'
I'm sick of all the shit in '94 so now I'm cappin'
Fuckin' with them devils everytime I start to rappin'
Listen to the man 'cause the man is comin' right
P-Dog is in the house until them brothers see the light
But now understand I ain't concerned with the bullshit
'Cause I know the truth, I see their motherfuckin' hoofprint
Got niggas tripping of the violence and the 40 ounce
So I call my homies get my strap and go take forty out
That's the way I'm comin' so you better tell a friend
Bitch, I ain't your boy so respect me as a man
And niggas understand that I'm down for whatever
We gotta make it better brothers gotta stick together
Pay attention to the
P-Dog
"One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew..."
Pay attention to the...
P-Dog
Def with the record... Def with the record... Now house niggas on the left wanna talk shit
And motherfuckin' devils on the right wanna dump a clip
Ever since I broke the grip of shame back in '89
I see tricks trippin' all the time like I did a crime
Got me on the news cause they wanna hide the truth
But notice that I'm a soldier and I'm comin' at the youth
Black guerrilla standin' for my folks and I'm proud
This one's going out to the brothers locked down
Now as long as we keep playin" by your rules
I'm leaving shit stains on your flag 'til I'm through time
After time I bring the motherfuckin facts
I'm coming pro-black, understand where I'm at
And take a listen to the...
P-Dog
"One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew..."
Pay attention to the...
P-Dog
Def with the record... Def with the record... Never fuckin' with no dank, or no drink
You can keep that shit for the next nigga
Swangin' with a weak rap, busta-ass bandwagon niggas
Wanna be the new gangsta of the week on the street
But ain't got a clue
Damn, it's a trip how them devil-ass labels put
Everything they got into that shit, but they never push
Anything real for the good of the community
It should be, plain to see, fuckin' over you and me
So I stay true to the game 'cause it's all
Praise to Allah, raw and real for the cause
Never underestimate my enemy, but trip
On how the operate 'cause the wanna see me slip
As long as I'm livin' I'll keep givin' you the facts
Bumpin' when I'm smugglin' the message in a rap
So pay attention now, 'cause I'm bound to catch a case
Them motherfuckin' snakes wanna nigga in his place, but I keep on sayin'
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Writer(s): Oscar Jerome Jackson
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