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mc ren - mind blown lyrics

(mc ren) you know what hutch man, i let one of these b-tch made n-gg-s get
away with somethin the other and uh, i shouldn’t a let him get away with it.

(cold 187) put a foot to his -ss.

(mc ren) what did you say? put a foot to his -ss?

(cold187) that’s right man…

(mc ren) wow, that beautiful man, wow, that’s what i’m gonna do to him, put
a foot to his -ss. you know what hutch man, i think i’ma adopt that formula
for myself man, wow.

(mc ren)
n-gg- i’m the black giant puttin sh-t down
you n-gg-s aren’t familiar with my sound
i’m shockin motherf–kers like water and a live wire
makin n-gg-s feel the fire like richard pryor
the great elephant, the b-tch made n-gg- killa
i’m steppin on you n-gg-s like a godzilla
a living legend like shaq
the beggining and the last moheekan
cause i be seekin to have n-gg-s tweakin through the weekend
i gives a f–k about the radio and f-ggot sounding disc jockeys
bust yo f–kin mouth like we playin hockey
i stick and move like rocky cause i’m c-cky
a motherf–kin nuclear bomb couldn’t stop me
i throw a bottle at the mirror and make it shatter
n-gg-s in la shut the f–k up and make ya sh-t fatter
i’m lookin for the n-gg-z with the skills
not the n-gg-s that woke up this morning saying they wanna rhyme
you can always tell white n-gg-z by the clothes that they wear
i b-tch slap the n-gg-z tie em’ up in a chair
don’t gives a f–k if baby yellin that it ain’t fair
cause you know this n-gg- ren, n-gg- just don’t care
yeah, i’m that motherf–ker sittin on my throne and it’s on
got you n-gg-s mind blown

(chorus)
it ain’t no turnin back when ya on a mission

for the opposition
n-gg-s keep on wishin

(mc ren)
i don’t give a f–k i’m a real n-gg-
n-gg-s swingin on my d-ck cause my nuts bigga
blow they motherf–kin brains like a sawd off
i bust that funky -ss sh-t then they hawd off
f–k a mother f–kin record deal could of been a pimp
but i’m that n-gg- puttin fear in ya f–kin ear
so raise the f–k up, when n-gg-s be b-mpin that sh-t
wanna suck this d-ck? wanna f–k that trick
i gotta heata when i need a n-gg-
my n-gg-s smoke a f–kin pound of blood
leaving b-tch made n-gg-s in a puddle of blood
i gives a f–k about em’, i just kick it on the block
and handle my sh-t, with my motherf–kin n-gg- rocc
so f–k a crew n-gg- i’m all alone
when i’m spittin fly sh-t on the microphone
and i’m that black n-gg- sittin on my throne
and it’s on, got you motherf–kin mind blown

(chorus)

(big rocc)
n-gg-s get sprayed like raid i have em’ droppin
moppin, shootin n-gg-s up like charles bronsen
j rocc, a n-gg- playin it for keeps, so keep
f–kin up in the compton streets, yo ren p-ss a n-gg- that 38
so i could set all these b-tch made n-gg-s str8
now tell me, do you wanna take it toe for toe strap for strap
i’d rather bust a cap in your f–kin back
take a look, what you see is a crook, breakin every rule in the book
i try my best not to get locked up
but at the same time i steady be f–kin up
at the shack, n-gg-s be sippin on that yat
breakin off a freestyle on my n-gg- hutch’s track
it’s big rocc once again it’s on and i got you motherf–kas str8 mind blown
yeah

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