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InDascreet Mindset

by M.I.C.

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I'm prepping for track providing u wit a five hour and a coffee, with prayers u don't exhaust of me rather renounce as me as lofty, like bougsey whore, stuck in a circle jerk tryna avoid da bukkake I'm shaking these Willy's up off me flow a lil off key like capital revenue of a dope king, addressing da mic, not the one in the booth but the one that's reflecting in lights, cause I'm sparring wit'em kinda feeling like Spartacus fight love like I spar to kiss but if I love to lust, then I guess it's rather essential that I hate love or so's the logic, looking hella proper popping on a project hoping u are prepping for da product, take a whiff if u will, no problem, tippy tie over tippy tay be it every eye laid all precipitate, when I call on the Paul bearers to carry me to da cave, bury me with some, glitter and glisten pictures of bitches as liquor pitchers pour into scriptures of my God, life was licorice fixed it then back to flickted, lifted position birds be flipping to all y'all, Yogi bearing the burden of lost cause, truth can't be found at all cause u false, Holocaust all y'all til da day I fall fall back holler that right next to base lives, shell casings gang signs and shell toes superficial niggas and well known, street corner athletes who made pro, on da track team, where da track meet, coaches orders or dat ass beat, like 15s thru dat back seat, be a mute tongue or give your last speech Cause when fire flies by its best that your eyes, not see it, cause when the fire flies and u speak, u become its meaning, all I know is that I'm calling out to all, that Autumn ain't the only way to fall, u fall
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And this might be the realest shit u ever heard, lynching niggas got'em hanging off my every verb, noun and predict, giving' em life sentences, da judge and the jury every sentence definitive, A young nigga with a old nigga soul, over curbsides I've sold, at single mothers on poles, i broke dollars and throwed, open bottles and poured, then poured out my heart, only to have it stole, from rocks over da stove, to stealing up out da store, innocent say the face, but guilty the inner show, my daddy left me for dope, my brother left me wit hope, that stresses brought by the struggle ain't surely to sink ya boat, and all praises to mama from keeping from ya honor, I could've been cops and robbers,or cutting corners like barbers, instead I been an co-author, to what streets had to offer, if Christ paid way to save ya, why preachers off in ya pockets, officers link with mafias, only piling they profits up, rich catching slap on the wrist while book they toss at us, so it's, ball player or, drug trafficking, or start rapping and I, I chose the latter This'll be the realest shit u ever heard, lynching niggas got'em hanging off my every verb, noun and predict, giving' em life sentences, da judge and the jury every sentence definitive,(2x) Remember back, when I use to back pack, and da attention of my peers, was looking to grab that, so I'd, cut class, and grab ass to smash, ma got wind of dat, she brought end to dat, she stayed bending back, to keep rent intact, we and poverty, was looking neck and neck, and look at me now, fast forward new whip off da lot, money in stocks, and hoes on da cock, but my mental on rot, devious gutter da thoughts, looks on up and up but really dodging the cops, the ghost of my past haunting as I beat down da block I put a life on suspension wit an indefinite mark, since that moment been scarred, ask forgiveness from lawd, though my back turned on him, hope he's reading my heart, cause wit the evils I spar, I try but it's hard, to walk the straight and narrow when ya life is a broad, This'll be the realest shit u ever heard, lynching niggas got'em hanging off my every verb, noun and predict, giving' em life sentences, da judge and the jury every sentence definitive,(2x) Who u kidding nigga, boy u know u wanna rap, tie ya shoes nigga, gone and run'em on da track, don't front homie, u know saga city got ya back, claim it to be a hobbie but every person that pass, u tryna pass' em a cd or give'em a web address, and ya only excuse, is lyrics tend to forget, is u to proud to fail or that, scared of success, need to get it together into mirror confessed like, Damn, this the realest shit I ever heard, like suicide I'm hanging off my every verb, noun and predict, giving my life sentences, da judge and the jury every sentence definitive,(2x)
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Hook- Word on the streetz is they saying they ain't feeling me, should I hang it up or just dumb it down some lyrically, fuck dem niggas, and fuck dem bitches, if my real can't feel, then let me spit fictitious, Bout how I'm strait drug dealing, how I'm big body whipping, how I only pull dimes knowing that fives all I'm hitting, I guess to get in this business, I need to change my position, throw an audible on da track just to get'em listen, Verse 1- They just wanna head bob, what the hell is my prob, why the fuck am I spitting, when all they wanting slob, in a selfish minaj, me myself and my balls, cause while I'm feeling myself, nobody else gets involved, I guess I'm doing it wrong, I guess they doing it right, I hang with niggas I guess my noose ain't tight, that's why my shit ain't hitting, and they cream of crop, niggas illegal spitting, when they use to be cops, but we feeling that, yeah we feeling that, let me talk bout dope, but I dealing that, indulge in this liquor, not bottle a pitcher and middle finger the scriptures that don't fit my life description, I'm on some other shit nigga, but I don't guess that they get it, am i pole vaulting they heads or are they limbo-ing my lyrics, real Casper to real niggas, cause real niggas can't feel it, must've been Casper since day 1, cause "real niggas" don't feel'em, Hook- Word on the streetz is they saying they ain't feeling me, should I hang it up or just dumb it down some lyrically, fuck dem niggas, and fuck dem bitches, if my real can't feel, then let me spit fictitious, Bout how I'm strait drug dealing, how I'm big body whipping, how I only pull dimes knowing that fives all I'm hitting, I guess to get in this business, I need to change my position, throw an audible on da track just to get'em listen, Verse 2-Attention! No love for no real flows too busy wit dildos or they sell souls to pack bill folds they skills low but they plugged in, just enough to sell a trick a dream, she on the beat when she Bob on D, got long hair call it bob and weave, and watch'em Bob and weave like my shit ain't, hitting, reality you niggas can't buck with me, 3 dollar nigga turn buck 50, just business niggas no love in me, some people hate some loving me, been about a year bringing oven heat, obviously ought to be braille but that's hard to see Hook- Word on the streetz is they saying they ain't feeling me, should I hang it up or just dumb it down some lyrically, fuck dem niggas, and fuck dem bitches, if my real can't feel, then let me spit fictitious, Bout how I'm strait drug dealing, how I'm big body whipping, how I only pull dimes knowing that fives all I'm hitting, I guess to get in this business, I need to change my position, throw an audible on da track just to get'em listen,
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M.I.C. verses only Hook (2x)-I'm in my rarest form, my rarest form, oh Lord I'm in my rarest form, my rarest form somebody tell'em, this hand belongs to God, this pad is like my bible, they been hearing bout me coming, can't wait I'm my arrival, Verse 1- Cause I'm too hot for that noose drop that's oowap when that bass hol' up, dis is nigs that heard hits and showed love, to shoot up da charts they threw clips to load up, oh lawd, oh lawd, they triggered da C-4 your blew up, they falling to pieces and upward was reaching they looking for Jesus ya boi showed up, And I'm back for niggas to bring it back for niggas da best they ask, I ask, why u asking nigga, to be a god mc, while they figures of speech, I'mma bust out the plastic take action figure, figuring out how to figure 4 figures you'd figure more judging off mics skills probably more than u figured for from here forward going rarest form til I'm billboard with ribs poking out til I'm getting a mil for it, rise to top like cosmonaut, may every, consonance be a constant hot , over, counter tops be a constant cop, no Miranda rights just a burial plot where beat drop nigga kept my ear to da streets and heard'em talk nigga, now they know I'm the sheep, they wanna flock nigga, put a glock with a infrared dot said x marks the spot here's yo shot nigga, My time my time, my time to shine, can't take it from me and I'm crushing any obstacles confronting, if u wanna jump on this land mine you'll learn oooou I'm in my rarest form, my rarest form Hook (2x)-I'm in my rarest form, my rarest form, oh Lord I'm in my rarest form, my rarest form somebody tell'em, this hand belongs to God, this pad is like my bible, they been hearing bout me coming, can't wait I'm my arrival, *S.P.D. *Neion Deion Hook (2x)-I'm in my rarest form, my rarest form, oh Lord I'm in my rarest form, my rarest form somebody tell'em, this hand belongs to God, this pad is like my bible, they been hearing bout me coming, can't wait I'm my arrival, *Sgt.Drillhoes Bridge- Cause I'm too hot for that noose drop that's oowap when that bass hol' up, dis is nigs that heard hits and showed love, to shoot up da charts they threw clips to load up, oh lawd, oh lawd, they triggered da C-4 your blew up, they falling to pieces and upward was reaching they looking for Jesus *Ro-C Final verse- Hol up, This is bonfire to all circles to y'all circles we crop circles jump on da track y'all circle they all nervous, L.A. 94 in dey Tim boots, heard small circles yell timber hoping we fall thru, they all knew, this new nigga the news nigga ashame, how da game rayne by rhythm and blues niggas, it's black and blues if ya ego found in da booth, dethrone king ships, bite and crack the crown off ya tooth, the likes of me they ain't never seen, offspring of Helen Keller can only be felt when lyrics dealt, M.I.C. double w f, that's a crown and a belt, Jerry Lawler til I'm halted by health, throw 2 more c-4 and load up da stock, spark, and watch blow up and shoot up the charts, been red dot, on the top spot, since the day that I dropped, weather y'all believe it or not,
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Verse 1-Pulls the strap back injects it into da arm, his high isle of Dubai, front lawn more Vietnam, far from les-bi-an she pop Molly with tongue, glass dick to junkie lips can't wait for hit to cum, as weed jars turn plain broads to porn stars, pies made from scratch no Betty Crocker involved, streets crack up like asphalt, way to a rock found, still remains as lost, as the tempers seeding aggression now spawning into obsession, liquor spreads its infection along with antidepressant when pressing life to its limits know limited life is given if leaning on street prescriptions to medicate your decisions, there's no holds, being barred at all, as long u feel good, doesn't it feel good, ~to lose yourself in it, surrender all your control to be a zombie dependent on Hook-Puff puff pass it, my veins full of habits, heard Molly poppin Molly both feet trippin over acid, my heart beat faster, like racing to the casket, I'm on a downward spiral my whole life is a disaster, still I light up, and take my totes, hell in my presence I hope to heaven to float so I get high ya ya, high ya ya, high ya ya, high ya ya ya ya Verse 2-When grand ave was home it was bags of stones, and cross bones to those whom would grab a hold, stones had grabbed hold of my daddy soul, and forced his hand steal what my daddy told, wedding ring sold, my bicycle sold, to buy a pack and pack a pack of powder in his nose, in grimy spots would hide like rats hoping no one ever knows, and neisha whiffed a finger tip before she worked the stroll, a party ain't a party lets it's percaset and molly girlies coming out they clothes and niggas running in they bodies, heard them bath salts'll make a nigga eat her like a zombie, so she try to lace da kush and pass da blunt to everybody, and we smoking loud to turn our problems down, til no green for green, a new problem found, Ridilin suggested for the problem child, then died of overdose he ain't problem now, was using medication as reality vacation, on permanent hiatus how his was body found, Puff puff pass it, my veins full of habits, heard Molly poppin Molly both feet trippin over acid, my heart beat faster, like racing to the casket, I'm on a downward spiral my whole life is a disaster, still I light up, and take my totes, hell in my presence I hope to heaven to float so I get high ya ya, high ya ya, high ya ya, high ya ya ya ya Verse 3-Mane I pop pills and I smoke, I'm suppose to stop but I won't, u can catch a middle finger shoulder on refrigerator to anybody in my business they noses poke, is this da holla of every swallower, harborer for da harvest of product environmentalist arsonist forest fires is all they look to admire soothing aches of the monkey, on they back but reliance on that, makes u junkie, whether functioning or stubbling, overpaid or struggling, leaning on that chemical hoping it blurs your visual where visions of the physical vulnerable to virtual and virtually u on da fringe unless there earth to smoke, it's moo holds being barred at all, long as it feel good doesn't feel good, to lose yourself in it, lose all control become a zombie dependent on Hook-Puff puff pass it, my veins full of habits, heard Molly poppin Molly both feet trippin over acid, my heart beat faster, like racing to the casket, I'm on a downward spiral my whole life is a disaster, still I light up, and take my totes, hell in my presence I hope to heaven to float so I get high ya ya, high ya ya,
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I found myself on the other end, on the opposite end of her phone and her temper was bubbling, should have opted to leav,e it alone but she seeked some recovering sympathy's shoulder a on puddle on both of them cried me a river could paddle a boat on them, seeking advice could hear da emotion in, side of her mind she was focusing, on how to repair every sorrow and patch whole in dem, and I was da monkey in middle between yes the both of them, thru him knew her but not very close to him knew it felt wrong, but I kept on, she singing a song, bout how he ain't touching it, now and then had turned to everyday sending me texts about how her day would play paying attention became like a day to day, a daily case of emotional layaway starting to stray away from what was home, into the field where feelings had grown, trying my best, to stay in zone, where only the friendly activities known, made or condoned, but for how long, could this go on, when over phone, had made it known, s confessions to me, about love for him,wasn't as strong, the time that they spent, just wasn't as long, wants to go on, but something was wrong,~ and the how come, my mental had blown, Aw mane, the game it was on, l knew it was wrong, she kept pressing on, insisting I come, come to her home, when he was gone, we all alone, resistance was none, asking how come, and her reply, chill have fun, bring some 420 to inflate da lungs, and she was hungry to pick up grub, only had twenty no more than dub, she said get 420 I'll handle the grub, and liquor to chug, so nig hurry up, I'm like mama cool, that bees what's up, I'm in da hood looking for a connection, I'm not too indulgent so not well connected, i pulled up on corner I'm clinching protection, I give'em my order I make my collection, then pedal be pressing, I'm breaking neck, to get down to this broad, questionable it may seem, I'm on my over, I know I should not, sometimes the intentions of mind ain't enough to out weigh intentions of heart, I'm telling myself that we not, gone jump battery the cables won't spark, kick it a lil then ways we will part, Bermuda triangle I'll never be caught, besides, that kinda my nigga, and i have no intentions on making him my nigga not, he cool he know that we talk, won't mind if over I stop, making my way I'm pulling in lot, on celly i tell her I'm parked, She hands me plate, and liquor to drink, after a while, kiss on the cheek, I'm thinking like wow, is this how she greet, did that really happen, is this what i think, reached in my pocket to hand her da green, she bent over slowly in skirt and the scene, was the mouth of the river I'd dreamed it to be, blood rush to the leg became weak at the knee I know I should leave, mind saying go but feet disagree, as she rolls paper and licks it it seems, as if to produce certain feelings in me, she tokes on the leaf, then closers her seat, expresses her munchies desiring meat, she served me then served me, was in for a treat, attention span far beyond A.D.H.D., was nearly complete, as keys rattled lock and the door began, to swing open slowly and froze in the moment I find myself deep in mouth soaking in, prepped for this moment my pistol was toting it, if he jump wrong barrel have smoke in it, so disrespectful she steadily stroking it, as if his anger provoking it,
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Ack-rite 03:35
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M.I.C. verses only Hook-Riding round da city tryna get it even handouts, shawty tryna get it shake dem titties pull dem pants down, rolling up to get it pull da trigga then it's man down , living just to get it then we spend it throw dem bands out, bands out, bands out, living just to get it then we spend it throw them bands out, bands out, bands out, bands out, Verse 1-This is for da hustlers tryna get it, that's fetta cheddar cheesey if ya hear me, get it, some'll work upon da pole others striding down stroll see his Rolls money rolls she get in it, from pushers to da preacher tryna get it, root of evil claim he tryna heal it, pulled up on da block, neck uppressed against da glock, told'em give me all u got or u can get it, when bread be on da scene pigeons picking, when bread be moldly green lunch we skipping, got a cardboard and a cup drop a dime or even buck he I'm luck best believe he out to get it, when pockets low fasho we out to get it, when eyes be low it's off of green or liquid, when running low on needs throw them keys and hit da streets yes indeed believe we bout to get it, Hook-Riding round da city tryna get it even handouts, shawty tryna get it shake dem titties pull dem pants down, rolling up to get it pull da trigga then it's man down , living just to get it then we spend it throw dem bands out, bands out, bands out, living just to get it then we spend it throw them bands out, bands out, bands out, bands out, Verse 2-From routing on da corner to rotting wit da coroner, hope bed we make be comfortable and money trees be comforter, if give it be formidable then get it be da conqueror, put confidence in presidents intelligence irrelevant indulging for da hell of it when hands be out we out to get, swear yes indeed we bout to get it, and this fo dem mamas tryna get it, 'll work her job a nigga and da system, she got workaholic genes til they busting at da seams full of green believe she bound to get it, swear my team my squad we out to get it, steal shows rob and mob and then we kill it, that's a murder for a cause via merger of da raw sushi bar be us all we bout to get it
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M.I.C. verses only Hook-Are U fam or u food When that front door knocks it's either fam or clocks u either clan or cops, either share or crop, ain't ma nor pops just pop pop pop, Are u fam or u food I'm too hungry keep tools on me, be friends fool or be food homie That's chop it up or be chewed homie Are u fam or u food When that front door knocks it's either fam or clocks u either clan or cops, either share or crop, ain't ma nor pops just pop pop pop, Are u fam or u food X be the mark where u spotted, nigga we starving ya head is the harvest, empty that gun just to fill up our stomachs Verse 2- Ribs poking out we starving never plead or beg pardons post-mortem pick apart all dem playing j dubyas at apartment knocking, open up nigga!, black souls tucked under black ski, mask hand on da ass of da black heat, vomit hollows fill a hollow stomach, hi or low ain't no running from it, aiming shotgun shells at yo shell toes, Gregory Hines or them mine on da minds of da youth hunger games til u land mine, mind yours or making yours mine, but when stomachs rumble, it's gorge time, u dog pound or u dog food, u our folks or u alpo, slugs intro and u outro, purse or in a hertz , pick his pocket put him in da dirt, feed da family first, robin hood or live in thirst, ghetto living cursed, a life for a bite, nigga tell me what it's worth, haaan, U gotty we needy, pow shotty u bleedy, Oh my goodness, goodness gracious who to blame us when we acheky at that da tummy u not mummy we bloody leave runny rumbly tummy me be sewage slummy cause me just hungry Hook-Are U fam or u food When that front door knocks it's either fam or clocks u either clan or cops, either share or crop, ain't ma nor pops just pop pop pop, Are u fam or u food I'm too hungry keep tools on me, be friends fool or be food homie That's chop it up or be chewed homie Are u fam or u food When that front door knocks it's either fam or clocks u either clan or cops, either share or crop, ain't ma nor pops just pop pop pop, Are u fam or u food X be the mark where u spotted, nigga we starving ya head is the harvest, empty that gun just to fill up our stomachs
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Rolling down da strip, with a pistol in my lap, and a bible on the dash board ↓>, cause tonight might be da night, got take a nigga life, so forgiveness I'm ask for it↓>, Hook-Lord please forgive me, Lord please forgive me, I know I'm dead wrong,but it feels right, so I'mma keep on doing what I feel like, Lord please forgive me, Lord please forgive me, I was raised indiscreet, I dun played indiscreet, mindset, u can bet, it was made indiscreet, Rolling down da strip, with a pistol in my lap, and a bible on the dash board↓ >, cause tonight might be da night, got take a nigga life, so forgiveness I'm ask for it↓>, pussy pills and pistols poppin all over some poverty, love cursed by monogamy, da harlots argue arguably, da preacher practice pimpin mass acceptance for that sodomy, psychology ironically that Jesus piece idolatry, hol up, father break thee bread, may I taste that wine, if I dip my deeds in da turpentine, will u lift my soul from where serpents slide, to where da perfect thrive, and da fortress fly, can't right my wrongs cause they left my rights on that ivory coast so I coast all night tryna fill that void hope my dick fit tight, i pray to God the root of evil he send my way, and to any Judas in da crew he be hit with a stray,tryna walk that fence, hoping I don't slip, even though actions, don't agree wit lips, l'mma live my life to it's full extent, young and ignorant, hope da Lord forgive, Hook-Lord please forgive me, Lord please forgive me, I know I'm dead wrong,but it feels right, so I'mma keep on doing what I feel like, Lord please forgive me, Lord please forgive me, I was raised indiscreet, I dun played indiscreet, mindset, u can bet, it was made indiscreet, Liquor pills and Mary Jane to ease da pain of day to day, it's bitch behave or be a stray, by any means to get da pay, u fam or food when bullets loose it's glock and spill then grab da loot til fam recoup, (waaaan), pistol on da seat playa, when in them trenches ↓, and my soul on retail, when chasing riches↓, in his image craft and I did math and I'm subtracting difference↓, and knowledge be that the pottery fall far from tree now listen↓, to da youth this music's movement lost in a corridor of the under floor cause commercial roar that all adore what da gawdy wore up da charts they soar still we torn war, we dun veered off course living 4 by 4, for losses pour, then war some more, til we rotted corpse betcha bottom dollar leave with two whores tonight, Ace Ventura touring pussy til I find what I like, and it's feed her drinks and da indo leaf til eyes get chink off edge on brink of eternal sleep still I I give that D, church Sunday morn' then press repeat, Lord forgive me Hook-Lord please forgive me, Lord please forgive me, I know I'm dead wrong,but it feels right, so I'mma keep on doing what I feel like, Lord please forgive me, Lord please forgive me, I was raised indiscreet, I dun played indiscreet, mindset, u can bet, it was made indiscreet, Indiscreet cause we never gave a fuck we living careless, and got the street jumping like a bunny for some carrots, this indiscreet mindset is live it til we perish,I was raised indiscreet, I was made indiscreet, nigga
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Locksmith 03:46
Verse 1-Mom slaving over stove flipping hoe cakes me bro posted on corner ducking from snow flakes, cause it's cold world and living broke ain't cutting it, and for every item purchased its seeming we needing oven mitts,~ where shots fired equal shots fired, if mela-nin, in ya skin, then cops eying, brick road in a brick house brick man's masonry skills'll lay them bricks out dip down, praise God for another day of living u ain't end up as a victim or a number in da system wit da o.g.'s reminiscing bout they life before da prison, cause decisions of they youth putting bars on they caboose, train of thought must've derailed, break it down cook it up, that's for retail, make a drop rob da spot that's a resale, u in it u know da business u knowing what's coming wit it the sickness of poverished living da tenement been afflicted no matter what tool u carry yo problems it ain't gone fix'em, the ghetto living senseless as panhandler missing they cup, treating a nigga like a plac telling us to hang it up, Hook-Off course and ain't no way stop it, they say da sky's the limit so I'm sliding in da cockpit, to live presidential might remember what my ma said, u gotta hold da key to success like a locksmith, Verse 2-We grow up, we get old, we want cash, we want gold, he want food, so he stole, he got caught, he got thrown, in them chambers wit dem strangers, make yo changes, or be famous, face in papers, no obituary pages, just another nigga nameless in this game it's rather suitable for beautiful to perish, by demerits, of da skin, that we in, when they set-ting da bar, i pull up, to da chin, and even sinful, we praying our ends grow, be it Eddie or Carl, they just hoping our wins low, dropped Barbie in hood, that corrupted my kinfolk, seems we drawn to no good cause in hell where we stencil, y'all don't know what I been through much stress on my mental so I forge wit this pencil keep emotions from my e-y-e, show love for those approaching hands and knees they plead, dying of thirst how they act so I whisper c.p.r. hoping I can bring'em back Hook-Off course and ain't no way stop it, they say da sky's the limit so I'm sliding in da cockpit, to live presidential might remember what my ma said, u gotta hold da key to success like a locksmith, Verse 3-Young niggas is dying, and reporters telling it, da government getting their money but ours is irrelevant, called the c.i.a. to gather intelligence they told me fact of the matter is all fact is rather relative, can't measure success by using your nations ruler cause it's like rule of thumb that he's probably a prostituter, out for pursuit of profit get it popping in oval office but hit the block get it popping then officers won't get up off us, we got our arms out like battalions reaching for stars pursuit of unattainable curse tainting our hearts, luxury of fast cars and a barrel of broads so fly we barrel roll with no intentions to stop, til we plummet like bad gambles in stock, still keep us a stock loaded should they give us a shot, taking chances whether they give it or not, first key to success was learn to pick thru locks
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Hook- When your is, at the end of the road, nowhere to go, my story be told, say u will remember me, pour out a fifth of Hennessey for my life, cause if I die before I wake I pray say me soul u I won't forsake, please remember me, Verse 1-Flectin' back when we'd walk da streets like pageants merely napkins gathering crumbs just to settle the tummies drum, as tears drops, I gave last look and closed da casket, rather than weep da passing we celebrating da passage in past da baggage was heavy u left me wit it, heard there was roomers that there were roomers of ill feelings, I guess had hand in it, our fellowship branded it, felt like when reaching hand out for help, u had stranded it, fast forward to future eyes bright as fuchsia when first we meet, for last moment forever we'd ever endeavor speech, and though the sentiment brief I could sense your aura of grief, forgiveness conferenced wit peace and a final sigh of relief, like knife stabbing thru sheets when they woke me up from my sleep and they gave me da news eternally, slumber upon u creeped, your mother's house as emotions came running out, embracing me took me into her room and sat me down, saying Hook- When your is, at the end of the road, nowhere to go, my story be told, say u will remember me, pour out a fifth of Hennessey for my life, cause if I die before I wake I pray say me soul u I won't forsake, please remember me, Verse 2-Took son in like the western horizon, often we gather and under da sun wit comrodery of some chums passing knowledge between our thumbs back and forth for every tournament, foreigners filling tourniquets, you da reason for it, from there forward continually envelope u would push though remaining humble I heard u taken up Indo kush, threw wings on colors thru college a scholar amongst da problems your first auto had bought it into a man was evolving even mama acknowledged progression was under way, community had felt a pain, and i was left with a stain of memory, at first it felt fantasy, then fantasy followed by flooded eyes, 27 met your demise, when asked to Paul bearer who it my heart would break, felt I'd crumble under the pressure of having to carry da weight, of your auntie mother and brother when rolling u onto grace, but when wind whispered by ears its as if i could hear u say, Hook- When your is, at the end of the road, nowhere to go, my story be told, say u will remember me, pour out a fifth of Hennessey for my life, cause if I die before I wake I pray say me soul u I won't forsake, please remember me, Verse 3- From dust to dust from dusk to dawn, I hope all regard me as Cashsis clay before into da dust i reform, obituary in da glove of da dashboard, so if I crash, your memory I can pass forward, to man that peels me outta da seat, and sees compartment ajar and then wishes to take a peek, finds your name and picture with me playing in background, ejects da CD player so he can pass down, my struggle my legacy, my viewpoints on everything that I saw before I came to exhaust my existence not being lost in the Alzheimer's of time and my story still get across thru my complications of rhyme, i can't run away from challenge of staring down wit the calender knowing that my date might be on it, thats any day any moment I'm face to face wit Jehovah,pray he remember my deeds of and not fidgeting with da cobra, Hook- When your is, at the end of the road, nowhere to go, my story be told, say u will remember me, pour out a fifth of Hennessey for my life, cause if I die before I wake I pray say me soul u I won't forsake, please remember me,
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Amniesia 03:09
Hands wrapped round a crystal glass then liquor pass til a nigga pass out, Pass sip and swallow and then we mash out, re up da bottle and then we cash out, liquor puddles we splash down, red solos of purple'll have u loose, on anybody adjacent'll lean like hypotenuse, turn up and gulp down the juice your status of being man dependant upon the proof, gorge on this one, til ya blurred ya vision, when beer goggles on sport even pork can da fork, to y criticisms we ain't trying to listen till we veering off course and crashing into da porch, a couple hail Mary's said for Porsche to drown sorrow of loss we running back to the source, call morticians Cause da bottle we killing it but after blacking out got a hard time remembering Hook -I Stay turning it up until it all be gone, my vision be blurry eyed my memory black as nights, I'm dying to swim inside my sorrows to drown and hide til in comma slide my god I can't feel facial features, I think I'm suffering amnesia, Chug dat, elixir til my mind black, out cold resurrect and then rewind that Cheers and applause to evolve, to cheers and where spirits reside and dissolve in us all, ~hard to recall and duration is, bringing anger to da forefront of da patientless, may lust fall into arms when she drinking it, and back to compound what I'm giving she taking it, load up da ammo to get him juiced, when red bottoms is ripe we plucking then cutting loose, wooo, oh Lord forgive, exceeding my moderation on da verge of binge loose at limbs, loose lips we noosing'em, chug da booze, da broads needing deuce of them, simmer down inhibitions elixir evaporate, til head turn turntable heart out beat da bass, Al Qaeda on Aliz'e and Patron down da crown royale with coke chasing da throne, bow down to da black crown, blocka! shots til we blackout thoroughbred wit backs out the next in black book right hand on the black book, follow the in crowd or out da crowd took, as hands wrap around crystal glass and liquor pass sipping til we pass out, call morticians cause da bottle man we killing it but after blacking out got a hard time remembering Hook -I Stay turning it up until it all be gone, my vision be blurry eyed my memory black as nights, I'm dying to swim inside my sorrows to drown and hide til in comma slide my god I can't feel facial features, I think I'm suffering amnesia, Chug dat, elixir til my mind black, out cold resurrect and then rewind that
14.
Verse 1- I seen, many moons, hope to see many more, but in my city be the envy pinch penny or, pity poor, pity nor mercy when loaded semis roar, where niggas bring chopper like butcher's knife to a cutting board, flings don't last often when u fuck these streets, affairs often to coffin, up u pop in shits creek, popping off if u seek, finger itchy as wool, only fix to da problem is your alliance with tools, and that's the science of fools, fiends stuff nostrils they build a bear, lost visions of youth they go to visit no buildings there, pop bottles and pour half for the homie da other straight to da head hope concussions' ll numb me, from da pain, my conscience on novacaine,into a bottle i sank, then passed shawty a drink, like drank, she wanna feel my pain, and got something to ease it, hair snatched back, said release it, release it, release it, release it Hook- She say I'm down for my nigga nigga do what it do, tonight it's out the margin til your stresses remove, she wanna feel my pain, she got something to ease it, her hair snatched back, said baby gone release it, release it, release it, her hair snatched back said baby gone release it As soon as I hit da door as if shawty read my mind, alcoholics on hiatus we unwind,and I find myself trying to make it thru hard times no felonies parole til power steering control, sex driven as stress lessened please believe, back snatched her weave, on her knees proceed, to throw down, told her slow down, u need to breathe, still she go down, and she blow crown, she stress relieve, get low down and I throat pound, til too deep in her throat sound, she choked up and I broke down, steam boat letting that smoke out, I stayed up and she stayed down, and dat tongue sliding like playground, and it's a k to that face now, like yes indeed, she not, u-sually this down for da team, but said boy when u ready then gone head release it! Release it, release it, release it, Hook- She say I'm down for my nigga nigga do what it do, tonight it's out the margin til your stresses remove, she wanna feel my pain, she got something to ease it, her hair snatched back, said baby gone release it,
15.
Bitch↑>, That's like my favorite word, cause I'm always coming up a day late, and a dollar too short, ~ I guess u could blame my poppa for it after all he's awful according to what mama reported and now I'm off up in this club dollars pussy they popping for it,~ am I awkward for asking questions like if money's the root of all evil then what are the leaves on money trees, to be miserable do I money need, cause it's mo money, it's mo problem, ain't no money ain't no solving, when on vice fixed, I'm broke often, indiscreet be my blame for it, but fortunately when that rain pouring its a fortune champagne luring da pain from present state, grab dat leaf watch we levitate like Mario, 3 hoes off in da back for a dub making love in the club no glove usher burn like a rug, come up out your shorts, for that thing go squirt, am I in love,cause when that pocket be tight make a nigga catch feelings real quick, trust, life be a movie u give it to me, or short film brought by stub, tummy grubbly for da money hungry, u live on your knees or die of lack of needs, was helping her out now she all into me, escape from my pain, narcotic release, gave key to success, my partner deceased, I drank from da bottle, she give me relief, this pornography to da ears of da streets, I gave a fuck if they want to receive, opened their eyes, hope blindness retreat, open their eyes hope blindness retreat

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"InDascreet Mindset" is a social commentary on the way people's actions, thought processes, and intentions are skewed due to their lack of proper guidance and/or personal responsibilities. The title is comprised of both- One of the definitions for the word "indiscreet", meaning thoughtless, careless, or wild, as well as a play on the term "In da streets", which is often where this type of behavior takes place.

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released January 15, 2014

Executive Producer: Michael Edwards
Audio Intercourse Entertainment
Guest features- El Divad, Neion Deion, Prynce Tonyo, Ro-C, S.P.D., Sgt.Drillhoes, Solo

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