Got My Mind Made Up 2Pac, Daz Dillinger, Method Man, Redman, Kurupt
- Год: 1996
- Длительность: 05:12 мин
- Размер: 11.93 мб
- Качество: 320 кбит/с
- Жанр: Хип-хоп
Текст песни
[00:10.41] You find a MC like me who's strong
[00:12.57] Leavin' motherfuckers aborted with no verbal support
[00:15.27] And when I command the microphone
[00:16.87] I get deadly as Khan, though
[00:18.47] With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm all those
[00:20.93] Who can withstand the more power I gain?
[00:23.41] And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck yo' brain
[00:26.04] Imagine and keep on wishin' upon a star
[00:28.70] Finally, realizin' who the fuck we are
[00:31.02] When I penetrate, it's been withstandin', faded
[00:33.04] Would it be the greatest MC of all-time? When I created rhyme
[00:36.45] For the simple fact, when I attack I crush your pride
[00:39.14] Our intention to ride, every time, all night
[00:41.72] I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
[00:43.87] For me to put down my guard, I'm faced what I'ma ride
[00:46.79] Breakin' in gas with the '68 all-day
[00:49.26] In-and-out with my pay, I'm soon to count the bodies
[00:51.79] So mandatory my elevation, my lyrics like orientation
[00:54.87] So you can be more familiar with the nigga you facin'
[00:57.35] We must be patient, nothin' better than communication
[01:00.08] Known to damage and highly flammable, like gas stations
[01:02.55] Sorry, I left that ass waitin', no more procrastination
[01:05.42] Give up to fate and get that ass shakin'
[01:07.32] I'm bustin' and makin' motherfuckers panic
[01:09.59] Don't take your life for granted
[01:10.67] Put that ass in the dirt, you swear the bitch was planted
[01:12.95] My lyrics motivate the planet
[01:14.56] It's similar to, "Rhythm Nation", but thugged out, forgive me, Janet
[01:18.25] Who's in control? I'm activatin' your souls
[01:20.34] You know the way the games gettin' told
[01:22.21] Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine
[01:25.36] Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
[01:28.01] Bear witness to the dopest fuckin' rhyme I wrote
[01:30.67] Takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat
[01:33.14] I got my mind made up, come on
[01:35.29] Get in, get into
[01:37.91] Let it ride, tonight's the night
[01:43.34] I got my mind made up, come on
[01:46.13] Get in, get into
[01:48.11] Let it ride, tonight's the night
[01:53.56] Well, I comes through with two packs of the bomb prophylacs
[01:56.76] For protection, so my fuckin' sack won't collapse
[01:59.16] 'Cause nowadays, shit's evadin' the X-rays
[02:01.72] Sendin' young motherfuckers to an early grave
[02:04.28] I wonder if my terrifyin' tactics of torturin' MCs
[02:07.63] Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
[02:09.69] Electrifyin' like thunder, I'm just too much
[02:11.83] Rough and raw with that motherfuckin' poisonous touch
[02:14.52] I'm an MC with lyrics that's the fuckin' Bombay
[02:17.27] You got ten steps before instant death like Bai Mei
[02:19.10] My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind
[02:22.31] As the deadly virus spread through your head like sand palm
[02:24.92] There's no escape, nah, I ain't blastin'
[02:27.12] I use my mental to assassinate assassins for those askin'
[02:30.22] Opposed to laughin', raw maniacal villain
[02:32.51] Laughter enhances the chances of the killin'
[02:35.19] Why is that? 'Cause smilin' faces deceive
[02:37.76] You best believe: to MCs, I'm the deadliest disease
[02:40.56] My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
[02:42.84] Your whole camp's under siege, and I'm Jason Voorhees
[02:45.81] In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mics
[02:48.47] My verbal snipe your vocabs on site
[02:50.72] I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
[02:53.53] So all my rhymes hit and split the bricks on the wall
[02:55.74] You already have an idea about the superior sphere
[02:58.34] The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the Equator
[03:00.82] I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
[03:03.55] To L.A., on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
[03:06.18] As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
[03:08.83] Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat
[03:11.56] Fuck you losers
[03:12.36] While you fake jacks, I makes maneuvers
[03:14.19] Like Hitler stickin' up- with German-
[03:16.82] The mister Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
[03:19.46] Will be back after this message, don't touch the dial
[03:21.87] Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
[03:24.46] Got my gun powder and my musket — blaow!
[03:27.26] Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellan
[03:30.41] Half of my clan's repeat felons
[03:32.27] Niggas best protect they joints for nine-nickels
[03:35.03] Man, I stay on point like icicles
[03:37.50] Now, who wanna test Tical, the tes-ticals
[03:40.17] All up in your motherfuckin' mouth
[03:42.15] Headbanger boogie, catch me on tour with Al Doogie
[03:45.22] Method Man rolled too tight, you can't pull me
[03:47.71] Better take one and pass or that's that ass
[03:50.15] Your vital statistics are low and fallin' fast
[03:52.91] Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
[03:55.38] Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[03:57.72] Ayo, lyrical gat spittin' the criminal tactics
[04:00.77] Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards
[04:03.29] Let's face it, there's no replacement
[04:05.29] Taste this mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with
[04:08.57] Avalanche on your whole camp when I'm splifted
[04:11.01] Funk doctor, who? Spock, bitch, don't get it twisted
[04:13.63] I got connects like Federal Express
[04:15.81] To get the fresh package of bless the dogs can't fetch
[04:18.52] Got the clear spot from the rear block
[04:20.89] To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men, I fear not
[04:23.31] Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop
[04:25.95] Since your crew suit you to shift
[04:27.66] That you claim that your gears locked
[04:29.36] Whiff this underground cannabis
[04:31.55] I'm dangerous like John the Bomb Analyst
[04:34.19] Flip MCs like ki's
[04:35.63] My degrees freeze consecutively, like EPMD LPs
[04:39.43] Lick off a shot and hit your fam by mistake
[04:41.94] So I erase the whole front row at the wake
[04:44.59] I planned my escape in case Jake wanna snake
[04:46.93] Bust it, I'm the one pushin' the hearse, in the first place
[04:50.10] Confidence for you shaky-ass folks
[04:52.33] Pump for Rockafeller for the day he got smoked
[04:54.83] Choke off this antidote, got you ope
[04:57.48] Get roast by my lyrical Billy Dee .45 Colt
[05:01.17] (And I'm out) I am INS the Rebel
[05:06.05] West, list this
[05:08.70] This, this
[05:11.74]
Комментарии