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Mystikal - Respect My Mind
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Fuckin right Im hip-hop I hoe hop, Im funky as a pair of reeboks with no socks Im hot like a nigga ? the beef to the beers with no brats Im tight like them twistin up under the 6 with no top Ive been up all night Writing like a motherfucker cluck with no clock Been platinum and Im still stompin Rock jam-packed concerts and bitch filled parties Done had them standin more than a hot comb when I perform Gotta em feelin like they in saigon when they hear what I got I got funk No limit legitimate respect the man of power I turn your motherfuckin thunderstorm into scattered showers Yo bam, bitches cant get down Like me and the pound can, we aint gotta bring up soundscan I come into focus when they all starin I turn your fuckin head and, spin your fuckin ball bearings Hit the antenna so they all scatterin Believe that cause Im tellin you They dont challenge what they cant handle M-y-s-t-i Smoke spinach, eat chicken, shit bullets, spit fire Im above you like the sky Like the clouds like the gods like the birds and the pilots You know why Im here, come to say it loud For the one-thousand nine-hundred and nine nine To infinity and beyond Now.. now.. now.. now.. bitch Respect my motherfucking mind Fuck what you feelin, fuck what you think Bitch I kill you Respect my fucking mind Fuck what you think, fuck what you feelin Bitch I kill you Respect my mind Fuck what you think, fuck what you feelin Bitch I kill you Respect my fucking mind Bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you I said bitch I kill you Back-bending, thats that nigga spinning Yall done feeling my line before I finish my sentence This microphones for holdin I dont give a fuck, as quick as you bring them niggaz Then thats how fast them niggaz get fucked over No prisoners at no time Im so advanced I put your ass in the blender With my own rhyme, bitch say, damn that nigga tight! I heard what he did to that other rapper that other night And dawg that shit wasnt right! Im nothin nice in the shinin lights No band, no choir, just me and my fucking nikes But am I missing something? fuck no I got the whole crowd bucked up, uh ohhh! I smash a rapper into smithereens Make him spill his beans Then Im running with the guillotine Diss on my rhymes bitch and diss on my records Diss on my moms bitch you gon respect it! Respect my fucking mind Fuck what you thinkin, fuck what you feelin Bitch I kill you Respect my mind Fuck what you feelin, fuck what you thinkin Bitch I kill you Respect my mind Fuck what you feelin, fuck what you thinkin Bitch I kill you Respect my fucking mind Fuck what you feelin, fuck what you thinkin Bitch I kill you Respect my mind Bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you Respect my fucking mind Bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you, bitch I kill you!
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