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My Minds Weapon

Incomprehensible] yourself Syndicate fool Ice-T A young playa bred in South Central Pop rollers Syndicate fool Ice-T L.A. Home of the Bodybag My lethal weapon's my mind

money and who the fuck to do Four blocks away my aim's clean Night scope on a silence carbine Place my cross hairs on my vic's eye Squeeze the trigger

my true friends I got their backs if it means my career ends All you so-called down MC's with Public Enemy I ain't heard nobody out there, tryin' to help my

my papers legit Well do you mind if I look around the car a little bit? Well my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back And I know my

long, I knew me and my peoples was gon' bubble Came out the gate on some flow Joe shit Fat nigga with shoty was the logo kid Said my niggas don't dance

d michigan, illinois, sho-nuff killa boys standin' on the corner at 10 degrees we got pimps, dope pushers, and petty thieves crooked ass cops won't let me breathe all my

ya change Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin' my

the sweetest cheeba drinking brews My motherfuckin' niggas killing when it comes to my screeler Bang bang I gotta stay down for my hood thing Never ask where the killas at Niggas run wid automatic weapons

pimp, playa hatin' But ya betta be pinnin' yo self I cuts in with tha M-11, 357 Automatic weapons from my shelf These niggaz wanna take my health My