Mindstate

[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]

I tried to warn 'em, now they gonna

Feel the vengeance of Da Devil's Daughter

Horror all because they vomit up on sight so quick in sorrow

There is no tomorrow, armageddon is gettin' closer, and

Smoking on some green, thinking of a plan to rob a man

Scarecrow my nigga, do you think that I can do this shit?

Do you think I can get away so smooth after I hit this bitch?

It can be done so all for one and one for fucking all

Who got them nines? Who got them Tecs? Fuck alla y'all!

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]

Psychedelical spirits they spiral inside a kaleidoscope

What would happen if I traveled back in time and replaced the Ten Commandments with something I wrote?

The world would have ended some thousands of years ago, by the rapper Lord Infamous "Scarecrow"

Happiness is not even a option my friend, it is something that you'll never know

Believe superstitions, swarm bees and zombies

Immortals and sorcery, witches, genies, three wishes

Give the Scarecrow permission, keys to the door way

Further the regions of your mind

I explain the unexplainable myths and times

[Hook: Lord Infamous & (DJ Paul)] 4x

Triple 6 is my mindstate (killa, killa)

Pre-occupied with devil shit (murderer, murderer)

Trying to survive through this crime rate

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]

Sittin' on a porch, firin' a torch to the light green

Weed, then proceed to my mission as I plot a scheme

Meanwhile the sun set, trees blowing spookiness

Twist the doorknob to my viper, inside was the mask and Tech

So I scooped Koop and Boo, load up the Tech two with me man

Keys to the ceilin' is what they got for me to come over and stang

Kick some doors, put some hoes on some mother fucking floors

Give me da motherfuckin' chingching, hoe before you go in smoke

[Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca]

Picture this, picture that - where your little kids at?

At the back of the alley, blast 'em with them Glocks and Tecs

Sad to see they killed the nigga was innocent, though he was guilty they figured

Not knowing that he was a mafia member, a mafia member found tossed in the river

Loosened his skull, dent in his mug

Blood scattered all over the place, no escape

For someone that saw all they face

None of them got them a murder case

Laying in disguise, get the lies out they minds

As they fly high, wide in the skies

Open they eyes, then they realize

[Hook: Lord Infamous & (DJ Paul)] 4x

Triple 6 is my mindstate (killa, killa)

Pre-occupied with devil shit (murderer, murderer)

Trying to survive through this crime rate

[Verse 5: Juicy J]

Is it Friday the 13th, are you niggas scared?

As I cock my gun back, put a bullet through your head

I spit them dreads

Whatever, whatever, you better beware

The evilest scare

Leaves nothing but shells and gun smoke in the air

I got them Glocks

So if you run you'll hear them pop

And then you'll drop

I'll come up on ya and never stop

Till I reach that point

To wipe you out, you hoes and haters

Smoke you like joints

You should have prayed to God to save ya

[Verse 6: Crunchy Black]

It was on a Sunday night, a nigga hit Paul back

He said he had a job for us to do to meet him at the Hardee's on Lamar and Democrat

My girl beeped me, she told me Paul was on his fucking way

Hit me on his cellular phone, he's balling down parkway

Paul rolled up in a Viper mane

I jumped on the passenger seat and that's when he like started to explain

How we gonna touch these hoes, shake them hoes, put 'em in a viper trunk

Roll 'em to our stash spot and then we cut they body up