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master p of percy miller - more to mind lyrics

[chorus]
that angels got me crazy
but there’s more to mind than (than), drink and a mercedes [x4]

[verse 1]
jealous (jealous) want see me dead, (dead) want steal my bread
only time will tell the truest (truest) i ever said
now i’m running with the devil (with the devil)
and they done banned my movies because a (a) from the angels
no nominess from the grammies
but ask every (every) why bought angels d do we sell whammies
bullet in my stomach from these block blood
that first time i seen my big brother was in a sheet man
and the feds follow me like i’m slanging crack
wasting plastic bottles cause i’m young, rich, famous and white
[chorus x4]

[verse 2]
it’s a new slavery times done changed
took the shackles off our wrists and pull them on our brains
got us k!lling up each other
crack baby in the hood with adis infected mothers
hypocrite preachers teaching the word
and gave us shelters and rehab when (when) punch the suburbs
watch millon gates buying islands
see we from the angels where ain’t n0body similing
where the poor live feed
and penitentiary packed sell t+shirt off my dead homies
(ahhh!)

[chorus x2]

[verse 3]
i’m stay bad at the world cause i ain’t got nothing to lost
a lot of young dogs out there i know want stand in my host
i’m just a young gangsta (gangsta) god helped me out with some computer
(computer) call me c+murder, cause they no i ain’t no produce
duck and dodging penitentiary and walking from debt
i ain’t got nothing but bad boy so i’m revolution it ’til my first breath
my tattoos revolution my thoughts like a work of art
my daddy cry when he saw fear, my blood tatted cross my heart
my enemies throwing like flies, nosy (nosy) want know who
just take the c off my name and you left with a homicide
you see the angels made me crazy, but it also made me realize
i thank god for my hard times keep angels cuffs make me hard to k!ll
(ahhh!)
[chorus x4]

[outro]
that angels got us crazy, but you know what
there’s more to mind than (than), drink and mercedes
that for all the angels stars out there
going through a thing
all my homies in the penitentiary
i good y’all blood
to all my dead homies that caught up in the angels
rest in peace (kevin miller, tupac, biggie smalls)
to all my bad boy solider
the angels got us crazy, but we gotta overcome
it’s foolish, you heard me

- master p of percy miller lyrics

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