Bad Mind

Beatnick We talking about life (yeah) Real life We talking about You know what it is K-Salaam, Saigon Check [Verse 1] Yo it's a very beautiful thing when you can bring truth to the light Spit hardness, and still get the youth to unite It ain't one rapper out now maneuvering right Your ice is nice, but what you trying to do for the fight? You gonna play pussy or play dog I'ma make the DJ play songs for y'all that made it to the morgue You gotta understand the situation we placed in Malcolm got murdered, we never got his replacement Kinda makes sense why niggas'll wet your face in For something as stupid as chasing a reputation Saigon, the gun man I could bust a sawed off shotgun with one hand Give you a quick suntan Real recognize real All I recognize when I look in your eyes is a guy that'll squeal Son, I'm ill like the shit MacGuyver could build Treat you and your troops like the hoop when I deposit the pill Am I a man or a miracle? Some don't understand this is lyrical All they know is it's complex and the grammar is difficult If you'd expand your peripheral Take some of the jewels I'm here to give to you You wouldn't be so miserable [Bridge] What you know about it? What you think about it? When you true about it, what you gonna do about it? The shit they giving us is bad for the mind You gonna see, it's just a matter of time (watch) [Verse 2] Believe it or not, I am Jesus of hip hop Prophesizing how these niggas need to get they shit rocked And these lil bitches should get tit shots Think it's hot to rap about your little stinking ass twat But bitch it is not Be the same lady crying when your daughter get raped Cause she fucked around and got influenced by Lil Kim tape Only thirteen with Kim shape The fake eyes, the face, only thing she was missing was breast inflates Oops, I meant implants Shorty even did the Lil Kim dance Money chilled, stood in his stance Shit, he had it all planned in advance Just a little more Henny and she'll give him his chance to get in them pants He a older cat, 29, and one of the lamer ones But wasn't dumb enough not to know what game to run He threw the Lil Kim tape on Then he bet her a yard she wouldn't do whatever came on in the song Shorty was like, "uh-uh, nigga you wrong I hold my freak crown down, ain't a dick that's too long" Freaked off as he flipped through the song You can just sit and imagine what happened so I'mma just move on Make a long story short, homes got caught Statutory rape, shorty on a block with a quart Still wishing she was popping the cork And could maybe someday fuck her way to the top of New York This crazy...