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Growing up in this part of town We had to put things together ourselves So I really learned how to put two and two together And we're gonna blow up with my inventions My O.G. taught me how to fix a car engine I've applied that to jury-rig go-karts You know what I mean And these windmills that we could do once In South oceans in the East side Yo I can make the cover art With some wishes and a color chart I can build a home with a stick and stone Form an insane mind sick and alone Ringing in the ear so I picked up the phone My mind ain't clear so it dipped in the zone Dipped in the zone my big O.G With a grip on the chrome Knew how to script and spit in them homes With a background at a Christian home Now he's in the hood where he build the drones And drum machines with the scraps From a submarine and that nigga be eating clean You know he be eating clean He's a machinist It's a state of mind you in (of mind you in) (of mind you in) Don't mind him he can pay my finance And the address is his state of mind It's a state of mind you in (of mind you in) (of mind you in) I top my ship and pay the fine It's more than an address It's the state of mind I top my ship and pay the fine It's more than an address It's the state of mind Make the money go I could make the whole world bruise With some steps and pointed shoes I could rhyme a diss with a song and a prayer I could make it big betting all on a dare Upon the buildings on bamboo huts Under that spell the escape hatch shut Shake that butt Probably doesn't know that I say that stuff Community gathering dancing on Saturn rings I listen to them battered wives Wanna dress like black Nat King Because I can build a heart when I glance at a sperm See the beat spark and advance on the turf Couldn't see a pack of the black of the earth Talking the last of the password and herf My nigga you lacking and I'm Captain Kirk I pay for the flat with a rap for Leimert My niggas on crack and they're back at that work It's a state of mind you in (of mind you in) (of mind you in) Don't mind him he can pay my finance And the address is his state of mind I top my ship and pay the fine It's more than an address It's the state of mind
Writer(s): Regan John Farquhar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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