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Mind blown Lyrics

Mind blown by MC Ren  

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Mind blown (MC REN) You know what Hutch man, I let one of these b**ch made niggas get
away with somethin the other and uh, I shouldn't a let him get away with it.

(Cold 187) Put a foot to his ass.

(MC REN) What did you say? Put a foot to his ass?

(Cold187) That's right man...

(MC REN) Wow, that beautiful man, wow, that's what I'm gonna do to him, put
a foot to his ass. You know what Hutch man, I think I'ma adopt that formula
for myself man, wow.

(MC Ren)
Nigga I'm the black giant puttin sh*t down
you niggas aren't familiar with my sound
I'm shockin motherf**kers like water and a live wire
makin niggas feel the fire like Richard Pryor
The Great Elephant, the b**ch made nigga Killa
I'm steppin on you niggas like a Godzilla
A living legend like Shaq
The beggining and the last Moheekan
cause I be seekin to have niggas tweakin through the weekend
I gives a f**k about the radio and faggot sounding disc jockeys
bust yo f**kin mouth like we playin hockey
I stick and move like rocky cause I'm cocky
a motherf**kin nuclear bomb couldn't stop me
I throw a bottle at the mirror and make it shatter
niggas in LA shut the f**k up and make ya sh*t fatter
I'm lookin for the niggaz with the skills
not the niggas that woke up this morning saying they wanna rhyme
you can always tell white niggaz by the clothes that they wear
I b**ch slap the niggaz tie em' up in a chair
don't gives a f**k if baby yellin that it aint fair
cause you know this nigga Ren, nigga just don't care
yeah, I'm that motherf**ker sittin on my throne and it's on
got you niggas mind blown

(Chorus)
It aint no turnin back when ya on a mission
for the opposition
niggas keep on wishin

(MC Ren)
I don't give a f**k I'm a real nigga
niggas swingin on my dick cause my nuts bigga
blow they motherf**kin brains like a sawd off
I bust that funky ass sh*t then they hawd off
f**k a mother f**kin record deal could of been a pimp
But I'm that nigga puttin fear in ya f**kin ear
so raise the f**k up, when niggas be bumpin that sh*t
wanna suck this dick? wanna f**k that trick
I gotta heata when I need a nigga
my niggas smoke a f**kin pound of blood
leaving b**ch made niggas in a puddle of blood
I gives a f**k about em', I just kick it on the block
and handle my sh*t, with my motherf**kin nigga Rocc
So f**k a crew nigga I'm all alone
when I'm spittin fly sh*t on the microphone
and I'm that black nigga sittin on my throne
and it's on, got you motherf**kin mind blown

(Chorus)

(Big Rocc)
Niggas get sprayed like Raid I have em' droppin
moppin, shootin niggas up like Charles Bronsen
J Rocc, a nigga playin it for keeps, so keep
f**kin up in the Compton streets, yo Ren pass a nigga that 38
so I could set all these b**ch made niggas str8
now tell me, do you wanna take it toe for toe strap for strap
I'd rather bust a cap in your f**kin back
take a look, what you see is a crook, breakin every rule in the book
I try my best not to get locked up
but at the same time I steady be f**kin up
at the shack, niggas be sippin on that yat
breakin off a freestyle on my nigga Hutch's track
It's Big Rocc once again it's on and I got you motherf**kas str8 mind blown
yeah



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