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(laughing)
Walking through the mind of Mystikal
No holds barred
Still don't give a fk about ya'll
I'm still not the nigg* to fk with busta
?? the average nigg* don't fk with me
Fool a nigg* in size, ain't much none of ya'll can do with me
Typically speakin, i'm not what your seekin
Now vision the rhymes that I be keepin
I fk like a mohican, ain't drunk like them demons,
I'm quicker then one of those puerto ricans
Get it off your chest
Don't run on my set, i'm breakin your neck
If you gettin upset i'm breakin a sweat
Ya'll ain't ready yet
I'm catching my breath, ya'll ain't findin wind
I'm keepin they momma from tryin again
I done fked up more then Henikken
fk, i'm cute as a puppy, you smart as a guppy
Now how you gonna fk me, that b*tch get lucky she fked me
And now that hoe can't stop thinkin of me
I'm thinkin of much wealth, come tell ya how gettin fked felt
Ask them that know me now
Even them girls will tell you i'm somthin else
girls, they like my good looks
But can't stand that right hook
They might look but they stay put
I done stomped more than Big Foot
What I mean is i'm grand, you can't fk with this peacan man
You don't know who i'am, you goin too fast, slow down Tito, d*mn
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nigg* go ring the alarm
I came in this b*tch, and i'm in the swarm
My are already armed
Were turnin this b*tch into Vietnam
nigg* go ring the alarm
I came in this b*tch, and i'm in the swarm
My are already armed
Were turnin this b*tch into Desert Storm
I stick to the left like a thumb tack
I hum that to the drum track
No wives, tote no knifes,
b*tch i'm sharper then a pair of Filas
See i'm humble, you fkin 'em right, i'm makin 'em mumble
Don't stumble, hoe I ??? the seen it for your fkin gumbo
When a homie compare me, but spare me i'm a rap figure
Please never don't dare me, b*tch I barely kept an ? nigg*
I run with the real , they kill, they them ill
You best to chill ,
I don't fk with them run-of-the-mill
Here's what you gonna feel nigg*:
Heavy pressure from both sides, as the brain collides
I'm tellin them lip lies, I hang with hip guys
I split thighs, b*tch don't ask me for s**t
You get nothin, no tighter then grip ?
fk nigg*, don't bother me and try to be, and tired of me
Walkin out the hood with more girls number then lottery
Look, I like fkin around, but I ain't fkin with no fkery
Luckily, none of you in here ain't cold enough to fk with me
fk can't touch that, no ??, get the fk back
Fore you find yourself achin from you as* crack to your nut sack
I run these hoe brand from the back of the map
To the front of China
Just when you thought it was safe to back in the water,
I'm right behind ya
We as one must combine to never be stopped nann man
Novice, servants, fiendins, demons, devils,
Griffins, goons, raidin rebels
Women, wizards, warlocks, witches
Punk f*gs like girls
Gold, platnium, silver, copper
Any kind of p*ssy popper gets wopped or chopped
When Mystikal hits that door, now watch
nigg* want a big c*ck, get popped like Hitchc*ck
When I rib shot, when I hip hop, that zip lock thats thick knot
Ohh, it's goin though me, got me struttin
When E.F. Hutton talks everybody listens
chorus 2x