Free Your Mind...

I represent the east side, no peace
Fuck the police
We tell you increase the deceased at least
A grown man tellin' you somethin' that he believes
Practice to deceive
No more tricks up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch
Why you talkin' shit, better duck bitch
Before your dome get hit
This shit is twiztid deeper than that old french braid
Stickier than gin and jelly phase
Kick it

Everybody else still talkin' 'bout somethin'
What you thought you heard bitch, can it 'cause
your frontin
Dead wrong
Dinner table conversations
Leavin' you pistol whipped in the corner with abrations
Call it a contamination of mind state
Sleepin' in a dream, hopin' it's gone when I awake
Mama think I'm a "Play on Play SeRiaL KiLLa"
Pubu bite on my mind like Godzilla
We survive like catipillas in cacoons and caskets
Stretch the industry like elastic
So fantastic, like that New Port cigarette that I smoke
Hit that motherfucka 'til I choke
I brag and I boast about nothin'
Death dyin' and hos fuckin'
"So understand that he's sayin' somethin "
Never be heard I'm underground with the dirt and grime
Smashin' heads be my reason for rhyme
I'm on time like a mudafucka
Leavin' you hangin in the forest
Standin' in some comfortable shifts like Chuck Norris
Check the chorus
Second hand smoke when you breath
Remember when I told you always believe
You relieve on the Monoxide Child and wild
Travel the world on 9 cloud screamin' loud

Chorus 2x
Free your mind
Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke

Phony bitches wanna shut me down
Pull the plugs on the microphone
take known to individual, Handle Mr.Bones
hope your speaker's ain't Ons or they dead blown
If they are turn this muthafucka up and mash on
As we blast off bitch ass niggas at fast rate
Growin' at a fast pace
Made my heart race
Lookin' champs in the face and I don't even shutter
If my woman starts cheatin' motha fuck her, bitch
I'm out for self
Free weed,fame and wealth
So take your hopes and dreams and put that shit back
on the shelf
Cause we rollin' in a ride far from stolen
Cigarette lighters, power windows, wood grade motors and
Takin' curves with these, blowin' trees, lookin' chinese
Hopein' that the cops ain't tailin' me
Tryin' to violate the playa's house
Nigga pass the blunt before you pass out
'Cause now it's on, pushin hubcaps
Patrollin' the hood, so fuck that
Heard the shit and the shit is all wack
Plannin' the attack, 'cause we move when it's dark
at night
Believe the rumors, 'cause they probably all right
Outta sight like consealed weapons and drug trades
Barracadin' your door for the raid
And in the shade is a sawed off double barraled pump
Lookin' for mothafuckas who wanna jump
'Cause I got 13 bullets in my pocket I'm a mad man
My trigger finger turnin' suckers to sand

Chorus 2x
Free your mind
Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke

Mold death stroken head trauma
You can't even see the drama
I get the persona from marijuana
At night I lay stressed with no place to go
All by my lonely sreamin' out fuck that show
Cigarettes, want smoke I love the smell
Player hate me 'cause I smoke, burn in hell
'Cause it ain't for everybody
I live to sever bodies
So melancholy
Super side is just a folly and allowed

Chorus 8x
Free your mind
Breath it in: Second Hand Smoke


Lyrics submitted by MyAntiDrugIsSuicide

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