Beautiful Mind

[Produced by Cormega, Jae Supreme, and Stanley Oh] [Verse 1: Cormega] I'm sick of gossiping bitches and niggas who gossip like bitches Claimin' they live but if you pop 'em they snitchin' Some watch from the building and gain knowledge of dealers Knowin' they lack the heart of those thats out on the benches I was out in the trenches-which enables me To paint such a powerful picture like Apocalypse Now I put my heart in my lyrics everytime I sit down to write My *Source* a inspiration, ain't three and a half mics I must have been an MC in my past life Presently I'm unquestionably poetic, I'm mad nice People act like I don't deserve nothing I got I grew up in the spot, my sleep was interrupted by customers knocks Some of y'all should just stop the animosity you got for me, luck it was not For years we ran our projects like a marathon, its catastrophic Our time, death, and pride came out on conquest Subsequently some are with me others ain't, yet the gutter's within me I wish for nothing except that my mother was with me Some place judgement against me based on nothing but envy They pray for My Downfall like the song by Biggie Born in the city which never sleeps 'til rest in peace Is carved in stone, some starved while others bled to eat Rap is my legacy, I leave my seed my destiny Except I hope she never see the treachery success could bring The trife life and death of kings I'm from the rarest breed of people who rep the street and spit poetically Never sleep, rest assured Mega is dope in his pure form The dealer/MC keepin it real is my protocol Fall back I got you open off the style I was workin on it The beat is lifeless, 'til I put my verses on it I reminisce confinement as I read a kite From my people with secret indictment, freedom and triumph Contemplating putting sprees on the tires Dominating this beat with my rhyming as if you need a reminder I spit that drug dealer shit you might have seen on The Wire What other lyricist is known for giving people consignment I'm eager to find my equal in rhyming, I rock Iceberg jeans with the Nikes An extremist with rhymin deep as Poseidon Breedin' in violence now I live in a peaceful enviroment A secret asylum from the streets where people be wilding Some blind with fury from seeing me shining Like a phoenix arising from the depths showin' the reaper defiance