ONLY FOR ILL MINDS
ILL MINDED
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This beat is getting me sleepy, so let me take a hit And let my mind drift off, deep up in the abyss No more pain, for now I'm chilling but can't maintain I bottle up my emotions to hide away the pain I smoke a joint just to relax and help me calm down But I'm still paranoid as shit and still anxious as hell nothing is working no more, I'd rather kill myself I put the gun to my head and that's when the tears came out But then I reconsider Take my hands off the trigger What am I doing? "Yo zetta, you good?" "I'm never better" I'm on a broken road, yeah I got to pay the toll I'm just a lonely soul, waiting for my time to go I hit up MUDAH, I tell him to bring the buddha I got so many problems to jot I need a tutor, but yo Ain't on no fake shit but I think I'm mentally depressed That's why I need all these drugs but I'm strictly smoking sess My pain lives deep in my mind He's bottled up all the time Writing rhymes like a slave For the motherfucking MUDAH mane I get lost in the smoke So roll one up 'fore I go I cannot stay with you hoe I got ILL MINDED on the phone They said "mane, you down to roll?" I said "you already know" And so I head out the door and push that pedal to the floor I do this shit for the team, count that money, get that cream Like a fiend for this shit This that shit you couldn't dream I reached the top of the tower, same bitches call every hour Asking for kisses and flowers but my heart been feeling sour I got my mind on the game But never praying for fame The more people know my name The more pussies wanna hate So stay the f*ck out my lane, you pussy motherfuckers lame And I'm mentally deranged You better lock me away You don't wanna f*ck with the MUDAH if I'm not high off the buddha This don't have to be a murder but I'm that ill minded shooter And I'm supposed to be dead cuz I'm a WANTED $OUL And just because you give good brain doesn't make you ILL MINDED, hoe Been fucking with the fascination of suicide I don't need a fucking ride or die, I'd rather have that nine by my side And breathe in hella smoke Pull my cards then I toss my bones Bring me fame and fortune Rapping with the ILL MINDED SOLDIERS Greater than the heaven sent, that's what the devil told us Now while I spit this simple flow for you simple minded hoes Ima go and crush the herb up, put it in a bowl Then all my problems come caving down No one can save me now I knew it from the start how it's supposed to play out The only one home, lost up in the metronome All depressed, not fucking with the fam anymore Rolling up to kill the short term memory But now I sit back wondering where my life has gone
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Written by: Joseph Chavez, Joshua Rosetta, Milford Garcia
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