Get Your Mind Right

[Verse 1]

What you 'bout to hear, straight craziest

Higher level, nuclear MCin, I'm not paid for this

Because I'm made for this and hip hop history

None of my 19 albums have ever been miscellaneous

And I'm spontaneous

My radius goes out, the crowd falls out

Knowledge Reigns Supreme, I pour out

To my jaws now, yep, I bring the claws out

Knocked them 26 city tours out

I'm the truth, you can believe or doubt

But for those that believe in MCs like these

Higher degrees in sacred keys, believe, we knockin' them all out

Believe in yourself, stop deceivin' yourself

You listenin' that garbage all day, depletin' your health

And I ain't talkin' 'bout them youngings on the radio today

I'm talkin' 'bout them old folks that program what they say

They hated it, debated hip hop way back in the day

Now they wanna destroy it, they ain't love it anyway

But they put it on the radio, then blast it on your TV

Tellin' you, "It's the way to go, right here, buy our CD"

And even when you get the CD, it's always a letdown

Cause you don't know about them MCs that truly get down

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Get your mind right, you don't have to deal with hindsight

If you operate in foresight

[Verse 2]

Now you throw it up

You want respect, you want that victory, cohoo

You want that cash, you wanna live it up

Now you in the street, you have the E, you have Malcolmee

You independant and you feel the heat

But you will not give up, so now your phone ring and you pick it up

And it's your boy Park about to stick it up

It's the economy, he explain as he talk 'bout robbery

Right then you ax: "Now what's inside of me?

Am I a robba', robba'? Am I a shocka', shocka'?

Am I a robba', robba', robba', i'ma, i'ma, i'ma

Am I a robba', robba'? Am I a shocka', shocka'?

Am I a robba', robba', i'ma, i'ma, i'ma, i'ma hang the phone up

Cause you know what? I see the future

It may look good now but jail ain't what I'm used to

The soul says give not take without giving

If that's the real you, then that's how you should start living

But we frontin', frontin'

Still huntin', huntin' for somethin', somethin'

But all this huntin', stuntin' droke cluckin' is leavin' at nothing

Start dustin', reach on the shelf and dust your soul off

You put it there, gettin' your goal off

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