Mastamind - Bus 1 4 Me Lyrics
[Ice Cube sample]Wait, wait wait a minute, drop a old school beat[Mastamind]Boo what you wanna know I got that cops on that infoLet me in hoe blaze the indo, raise the windowNo don't wanna let the smoke escapeI gotta get high and say goodbye to this world I hate,***** it I roll like this the N-A-T-A-S,Lost in the bliss of the ghetto mist,Blinded to the fact they try to hold me back,I can't see shit but this wicket shit bringing me dollars and stacksYou don't want that the pop off, don't want me to get my shot offCause I walk to the beat of a different drum and you got lostGrab my hand little grasshopper,Let me show you the measure of a man so no one can stop youStudy the fundamentals of the flowThen you'll know why I flow like so and where the devil logoohh you don't knowLoco nigga left for dead,Back to life without my mind I'm hearing voices in my headTelling me the wicked rhymes gone send you to hell G,But ***** them do what must be done and bust one for meBoo, here I am, ***** the introductionMastamind's come to bust one, not fit for mass consumption,Only the strong survive through this songThe ever living never die, life after death goes on and on,Till I'm gone stay the ***** out my face,I got a case of paranoia I might destroy you I need my spaceDon't swing for me, don't cling to me,Let me do my thing and be up and out the murder scenery,Another day another way to make my payReel Life Product just made another sucker take his life away,I'm back to life from the grave hoe,The M-I-N-D and them fools in R-L-P never gave noMercy, remorse, no love, none of the above,You looking for tears of pity,Love don't live here in my city,I'll tell you what you can do or where you can goBut not till you run to the storm of this horror showThen you can run to mommy dearest cause you fear this,And you was that same fool seeWho said bust one for me[sample](so I went to the crib and got the 12 guage)[Mastamind]It's like 3-2-1 here comes the drum,The wicked drum, thats the *****ing drum you've been duckin from,Some wonder what evil is what is not,Hey yo imagine thought and now I'm not, some have alotThe hellraiser's in your house kid and he doused itLeft you to drown underground cause you ain't bout shitSo all my niggas I'll send a message in a bottleCause I'm going so deep for your shallow ass to follow,I got a gang of devilish niggas waiting to jumpI gotta pump, want to get pumped, let me shake your rump punk,Dance wih the devil one time but the first dance is mine,You the next victim of an unsolved crime,With no clues I just break fools in twosLet me give these microphones some justice so i can bust itHit me,My homies in my city know me to be a menace to the microphone,*****in it up all night longHell yeah I kicks it like I don't carePrepare yourself for a scareWhen you sayBust one for me
