Chained Minds

[Verse 1: Casual] Niggas get vexed whenever I step in Always wanna flex so I got a weapon Which protects me and mine Get too bold then you're seeing nine Milli, I rhyme silly but it really don't mean nothing I seen thugs always want a mean mug so I bring slugs To the party to reassure I be secure Really don't know why they beefing for I leave teeth in the floor like fossils, I toss flows Just to show you, what the boss knows I got style, to make men hostile I shall continue, then you still lost while Challenging in physical combat Show me the ringleader, and the wiz'll go bomb that I come fat, you niggas front run cease They say bigger punks fear But I don't hear what they say I should And when a hood try to steal my goods Good! I wanna show him that dreads can fly Heads I stood my ground there's snakes around Scheming on the deep down but I defeat clowns with intellect Then the next flex, so I'm good to wreck brains It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains [Chorus: Phesto x8] It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains [Verse 2: Casual] This conflict is making John sick But men wanna fight over nothing, nonsense Is common, and common sense is none Niggas always wanna grab your fists and run I try to walk down MacArthur, and talk to Pedestrians, who got the sacks to alter my mind And find the right one Dug in the bushes, so I can get a tight one, it's fat I got it, and now I need to be leaving I believe men might get shady, even if they know me Just because we flow the oldie wants my dough We all know where he can go I'm not taking no shorts from you And you ain't taking shit from me I ain't no punk so I hit the G I'm throwing one-hitter quitters to drop em You know when I'm strapped, so I shoulda of just mopped em But nah, I'm not foolish, I keep a tool With me, but that don't mean that I won't bust a fool's Lip, equipped be my adjectives, cause I had to live long In slums where chums come at you wrong And try to get you for all your cent Unless you're not dipped you got your defenses On, they plot for your dough You might catch a hot one, so be careful I be prepared for fools [Chorus x12]