"Mind Blown" -Cooptown

“Mind Blown” -Coop

Too much on my mind so put some weight on my shoulders, When life bites back I just pull out it’s molars, People profile so I file ‘em into folders, My glass is half full, makin’ room for cup holders- So ya Ego’s too big, call in Nutrisystem, Update your status to ‘I just love btchin’, I just keep shttin’ ‘cause I don’t wanna listen, Allergic to the gossip, (cough) (cough) I didn’t mention?, If rap is a game, get a game ova, Highway to heaven like I’m chillin’ with a shofa, Weed out people that couldn’t get dopa, Out of this park, no cheating Sammy Sosa, Some fcked up, guess that’s why they’re high, People blackmail and they’re livin’ white lies, I prefer cake please, no American Pie, If I’m above conformity then I guess I’m sky high, Haha, Get low, get low, If this goes mainstream I paddle against the flow, Rap degrades women and some women act like hoes, Traded front seats ‘cause I don’t watch the murder show, Sittin’ in the back seats, I’m just spitting heat, Don’t walk on people then clean off your cleats, Eye of the tiger, bug spray for the bees, Sleeping on success and I don’t ever wash the sheets, Haha (sigh) Good people do bad things, so what’s the right crowd?, Actions speak louder so my voice is never loud, Mixed signals suck, screw cat and mouse, Eat rappers for breakfast and talk with food in my mouth, Haha dang… Word clear-cut, still talkin’ with the slang, Some say they love the bible, but actions stay the same, Fck the fan club, and use their names in vain, Hypocrites like arteries, they’re gettin’ to my brain, Actions speak louder, God hears my claim, People just cheat because they have no game (players!), (yup) Much more to life, than money, drugs, and sex, I’m not dining with the devil, so I put it on my flex, This is my game, ‘y’all are just my guests, Not at war with myself, post traumatic stress, Black and white’s been blurred, morality comes first, Smoking hurts the heart, but love hurts the worst, Don’t fit in, screw the social shirt, When life is a btch, stop looking up her skirt, M-O-B, that’s what they tell me, At least with money, I know what they wanna sell me, When life wants to stink, Axe it ‘till it’s smelly, Be the best you can be, (AND FCK WHAT THEY TELL ME!), Haha-! Life’s too good, no time for hate, Damn the fish in the sea, take your self on a date, Reppin’ black diamonds, peel your layers like slate, I gotta be icing, ‘cause life is just cake, I’m out