blow, your mind (blow your mind!) You should just blow your mind (hey, hey, lighters in the air!) Blow your mind (hey, hey, lighters in the air!) [Styles
I ain't lyin, I sit Dom P til I split up Keep my rent split up Get outta line, I get you hit up [Wooo!] Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what
the point And your girl from the d Are you infatuated with me I could end your curiosity If you don't think I'm too rude Here's your chance to make your
from the Point And your girl from the D ARE YOU INFATUATED WITH ME I COULD END YOUR CURIOSITY IF YOU DON'T THINK I'M TOO RUDE HERE'S YOUR CHANCE TO MAKE YOUR
now we about to blow big... energy got the whole system overload got the ... got the eardrums about to explode extra, extra... powerful blow your mind
all, all y'all Wasteland warriors, we stressed We stressed, we stressed War corruptin' my mind Wasteland warriors ride War corruptin' my mind Wasteland warriors ride War corruptin' my mind
so steel it in your brain My guerrillas'll bang, we are the Planet of the Apes Clips as long as bananas, throw them hammers in your face [Solomon Childs
man ran, tryin to get away from it Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh into your chamber like Freddy enter dream Discombumberate your technique and your
none survive Livin' off my last cut, can't hold the sword up You can have that for free before I take your best offer Stalker, preparin' for your sianora
We get large, you get bullets lodged In your jaw, your ribs, your arms We party hard, at the bar Buyin bottles of overpriced styles and Remy Mar The Head
, can't we all get along? See my pinkie, see my thumb See that kid with the pump shot gun? Bust your gums, leave your whole shit numb Mmmm now what's
while, so steel it in your brain My guerrillas'll bang, we are the Planet of the Apes Clips as long as bananas, throw them hammers in your face [Solomon
: [feat. Styles P., Termanology, Q-Tip] [Intro: Styles P - talking] [echo] Yeah, SP, Ghost Phantom Statik Selektah Stop, look and listen boys [Verse
: (feat. P. Diddy) It's bad boy bitch Do it to it P- It feels good to be back, I missed ya Relax ya mind, let your conscience be free and I'm rolling
really who rip rhymes in rough mode Yo, hold your breath while I explode! "Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind" "Press rewind if I haven't blown your mind
Hitchcock Sit back relax let me rip to the funk track And press rewind if I haven't blown your mind ERRRK! Let me get busy with the funky fly stuff cause I cut your
We carry heads and roll them back to bury the sucka Cuz he deadly palm, shatter your dome and scatter your bones You hear the tone dialin' you out, it
