Mystikal - Respect My Mind Lyrics
*****in right Im hip-hopI hoe hop, Im funky as a pair of reeboks with no socksIm hot like a nigga ? the beef to the beers with no bratsIm tight like them twistin up under the 6 with no topIve been up all nightWriting like a mother*****er cluck with no clockBeen platinum and Im still stompinRock jam-packed concerts and ***** filled partiesDone had them standin more than a hot comb when I performGotta em feelin like they in saigon when they hear what I gotI got funkNo limit legitimate respect the man of powerI turn your mother*****in thunderstorm into scattered showersYo bam, *****es cant get downLike me and the pound can, we aint gotta bring up soundscanI come into focus when they all starinI turn your *****in head and, spin your *****in ball bearingsHit the antenna so they all scatterinBelieve that cause Im tellin youThey dont challenge what they cant handleM-y-s-t-iSmoke spinach, eat chicken, shit bullets, spit fireIm above you like the skyLike the clouds like the gods like the birds and the pilotsYou know why Im here, come to say it loudFor the one-thousand nine-hundred and nine nineTo infinity and beyondNow.. now.. now.. now.. *****Respect my mother*****ing mind***** what you feelin, ***** what you think***** I kill youRespect my *****ing mind***** what you think, ***** what you feelin***** I kill youRespect my mind***** what you think, ***** what you feelin***** I kill youRespect my *****ing mind***** I kill you, ***** I kill youI said ***** I kill youBack-bending, thats that nigga spinningYall done feeling my line before I finish my sentenceThis microphones for holdinI dont give a *****, as quick as you bring them niggazThen thats how fast them niggaz get *****ed overNo prisoners at no timeIm so advanced I put your ass in the blenderWith my own rhyme, ***** say, damn that nigga tight!I heard what he did to that other rapper that other nightAnd dawg that shit wasnt right!Im nothin nice in the shinin lightsNo band, no choir, just me and my *****ing nikesBut am I missing something? ***** noI got the whole crowd bucked up, uh ohhh!I smash a rapper into smithereensMake him spill his beansThen Im running with the guillotineDiss on my rhymes ***** and diss on my recordsDiss on my moms ***** you gon respect it!Respect my *****ing mind***** what you thinkin, ***** what you feelin***** I kill youRespect my mind***** what you feelin, ***** what you thinkin***** I kill youRespect my mind***** what you feelin, ***** what you thinkin***** I kill youRespect my *****ing mind***** what you feelin, ***** what you thinkin***** I kill youRespect my mind***** I kill you, ***** I kill you, ***** I kill youRespect my *****ing mind***** I kill you, ***** I kill you, ***** I kill you!
