Get Ya Mind Right (Feat. Plane
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โฑ๏ธ 3:57 duration
๐ ID: 26601590
๐ Lyrics
Yeah, Lost Cauze, Planetary
RandomLuck my nigga, let's go, yeah, uh
Touch the mic after us hands turn to dust
From east to west it's the Cauze and RandomLuck
When them hammers bust, you get slammed and stuffed
Inside the back of a Ac', stuffed in a damaged trunk
I smoke a can of funk, my eyes glaze brown
Paid the cost to be the boss baby, James Brown
Fuck you lame clowns, what can they tell me
When I'm in San Diego running shit like LT
Do you smell me? Tell me where them L's be
Pass it the Goose, I got the Belvy
Plus the Red Bull and when my lead pull
Watch how many wise men turn into dead fools
I slang that yola, rocks big as boulders, word to Dola
My Cali soldiers quick to fold ya
Leave you hidden in the mountains of Boulder
That's my word dog, I'll snowboard over ya
Alley over your grave, that's fucking gnarly
My team stay with them choppers, and we don't fuck with Harleys
We don't ride bikes, fuck dime dykes
We hard to find nights, nigga get your mind right
Complicate your tape decks, fuck safe sex
I'll take a rain check or brain without latex
My context is vital, collect the title
Suicidal minds, not the kind to be your idol
I'm crazy and maybe just a little insane
And Lost Cauze in outer space we saving the game
Cats are too lame, in fact your crew's game
I'm strapped with a backpack, grabbing loose change
Yeah, Cali coasting, I'm stuck in a rut
RandomLuck not giving a fuck
We jump fools, get lumped up, left in a dump truck
My tools like Kung-Fu dudes using nunchucks
I'm lethal, explosive, in small doses
The host from coast to coast leaving you hopeless
Scope the world for the dopest, most incredibly focused
MCs to touch a mic and leave you mentally broken
Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
I get buck with cops my shit
Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
I get buck with cops my shit
Yeah, I'm on the beat making neck rolls snap
Murder the fuck out these east coast and west coast cats
I'll tell the whole world, my style's fat, listen
So fat I can't see my cock when I'm fucking pissing
Oh yo, I'm Mr. Starr, hit another Christian
Y'all need to cool it now like you New Edition
I'm a drug addict, I need five dimes
I ran out and smoked my issue of High Times
I done gone crazy, a bullet in your mind
My nigga Planet got you scoped with the nickel nine
Say your prayers motherfucker, and make this shit brief
I pay loot for professional hitman like Reef
It's like more money, more guns and drugs
Prostitutes in the group that got AIDS and stuff
With a broad tab as big as everyone up in the club
Strangle y'all niggas with isotoner gloves
You can light the motherfucking mics on fire
I blaze tracks, relax, y'all niggas just sound tired
No one flyer than the syllable serpent
Ill at spilling my verses, I'm killing your merchant
Merciful, manhandling the instrumental given
Murder innocent children, I'm belligerent spilling
Planetary a villain, with a Bathing Ape cape
Scrape the graveyard after I spit in your face
Outerspace that's too much, you niggas is juiced up
All that steroid rap will get that ass nuked up
If you moved the booth up, I pushed your tooth up
Niggas they say they legend and still can't move up
On the block, two trucks, your whip, two bucks
With Crypt, it's like a hashin' trip, you're too stuck
I rode with the dude Luck, get your melon departed
Sixteen for my sick team, hella retarded
Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
I get buck with cops my shit
Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
I get buck with cops my shit
RandomLuck my nigga, let's go, yeah, uh
Touch the mic after us hands turn to dust
From east to west it's the Cauze and RandomLuck
When them hammers bust, you get slammed and stuffed
Inside the back of a Ac', stuffed in a damaged trunk
I smoke a can of funk, my eyes glaze brown
Paid the cost to be the boss baby, James Brown
Fuck you lame clowns, what can they tell me
When I'm in San Diego running shit like LT
Do you smell me? Tell me where them L's be
Pass it the Goose, I got the Belvy
Plus the Red Bull and when my lead pull
Watch how many wise men turn into dead fools
I slang that yola, rocks big as boulders, word to Dola
My Cali soldiers quick to fold ya
Leave you hidden in the mountains of Boulder
That's my word dog, I'll snowboard over ya
Alley over your grave, that's fucking gnarly
My team stay with them choppers, and we don't fuck with Harleys
We don't ride bikes, fuck dime dykes
We hard to find nights, nigga get your mind right
Complicate your tape decks, fuck safe sex
I'll take a rain check or brain without latex
My context is vital, collect the title
Suicidal minds, not the kind to be your idol
I'm crazy and maybe just a little insane
And Lost Cauze in outer space we saving the game
Cats are too lame, in fact your crew's game
I'm strapped with a backpack, grabbing loose change
Yeah, Cali coasting, I'm stuck in a rut
RandomLuck not giving a fuck
We jump fools, get lumped up, left in a dump truck
My tools like Kung-Fu dudes using nunchucks
I'm lethal, explosive, in small doses
The host from coast to coast leaving you hopeless
Scope the world for the dopest, most incredibly focused
MCs to touch a mic and leave you mentally broken
Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
I get buck with cops my shit
Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
I get buck with cops my shit
Yeah, I'm on the beat making neck rolls snap
Murder the fuck out these east coast and west coast cats
I'll tell the whole world, my style's fat, listen
So fat I can't see my cock when I'm fucking pissing
Oh yo, I'm Mr. Starr, hit another Christian
Y'all need to cool it now like you New Edition
I'm a drug addict, I need five dimes
I ran out and smoked my issue of High Times
I done gone crazy, a bullet in your mind
My nigga Planet got you scoped with the nickel nine
Say your prayers motherfucker, and make this shit brief
I pay loot for professional hitman like Reef
It's like more money, more guns and drugs
Prostitutes in the group that got AIDS and stuff
With a broad tab as big as everyone up in the club
Strangle y'all niggas with isotoner gloves
You can light the motherfucking mics on fire
I blaze tracks, relax, y'all niggas just sound tired
No one flyer than the syllable serpent
Ill at spilling my verses, I'm killing your merchant
Merciful, manhandling the instrumental given
Murder innocent children, I'm belligerent spilling
Planetary a villain, with a Bathing Ape cape
Scrape the graveyard after I spit in your face
Outerspace that's too much, you niggas is juiced up
All that steroid rap will get that ass nuked up
If you moved the booth up, I pushed your tooth up
Niggas they say they legend and still can't move up
On the block, two trucks, your whip, two bucks
With Crypt, it's like a hashin' trip, you're too stuck
I rode with the dude Luck, get your melon departed
Sixteen for my sick team, hella retarded
Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
I get buck with cops my shit
Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
I get buck with cops my shit
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.48] Yeah, Lost Cauze, Planetary
[00:16.57] RandomLuck my nigga, let's go, yeah, uh
[00:21.08] Touch the mic after us hands turn to dust
[00:23.54] From east to west it's the Cauze and RandomLuck
[00:26.18] When them hammers bust, you get slammed and stuffed
[00:28.62] Inside the back of a Ac', stuffed in a damaged trunk
[00:31.15] I smoke a can of funk, my eyes glaze brown
[00:33.86] Paid the cost to be the boss baby, James Brown
[00:36.31] Fuck you lame clowns, what can they tell me
[00:38.46] When I'm in San Diego running shit like LT
[00:41.55] Do you smell me? Tell me where them L's be
[00:43.73] Pass it the Goose, I got the Belvy
[00:46.58] Plus the Red Bull and when my lead pull
[00:48.84] Watch how many wise men turn into dead fools
[00:51.69] I slang that yola, rocks big as boulders, word to Dola
[00:54.42] My Cali soldiers quick to fold ya
[00:56.44] Leave you hidden in the mountains of Boulder
[00:58.68] That's my word dog, I'll snowboard over ya
[01:01.95] Alley over your grave, that's fucking gnarly
[01:04.33] My team stay with them choppers, and we don't fuck with Harleys
[01:07.03] We don't ride bikes, fuck dime dykes
[01:09.48] We hard to find nights, nigga get your mind right
[01:11.86] Complicate your tape decks, fuck safe sex
[01:14.55] I'll take a rain check or brain without latex
[01:17.17] My context is vital, collect the title
[01:19.52] Suicidal minds, not the kind to be your idol
[01:21.91] I'm crazy and maybe just a little insane
[01:24.21] And Lost Cauze in outer space we saving the game
[01:27.04] Cats are too lame, in fact your crew's game
[01:29.36] I'm strapped with a backpack, grabbing loose change
[01:31.92] Yeah, Cali coasting, I'm stuck in a rut
[01:35.12] RandomLuck not giving a fuck
[01:36.93] We jump fools, get lumped up, left in a dump truck
[01:39.71] My tools like Kung-Fu dudes using nunchucks
[01:42.47] I'm lethal, explosive, in small doses
[01:44.82] The host from coast to coast leaving you hopeless
[01:47.23] Scope the world for the dopest, most incredibly focused
[01:49.93] MCs to touch a mic and leave you mentally broken
[01:52.88] Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
[01:55.25] Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
[01:58.09] Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
[02:00.24] I get buck with cops my shit
[02:03.19] Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
[02:05.57] Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
[02:08.19] Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
[02:11.08] I get buck with cops my shit
[02:13.30] Yeah, I'm on the beat making neck rolls snap
[02:15.33] Murder the fuck out these east coast and west coast cats
[02:17.87] I'll tell the whole world, my style's fat, listen
[02:20.47] So fat I can't see my cock when I'm fucking pissing
[02:23.16] Oh yo, I'm Mr. Starr, hit another Christian
[02:25.71] Y'all need to cool it now like you New Edition
[02:28.14] I'm a drug addict, I need five dimes
[02:30.72] I ran out and smoked my issue of High Times
[02:33.37] I done gone crazy, a bullet in your mind
[02:35.71] My nigga Planet got you scoped with the nickel nine
[02:38.46] Say your prayers motherfucker, and make this shit brief
[02:41.18] I pay loot for professional hitman like Reef
[02:43.64] It's like more money, more guns and drugs
[02:46.19] Prostitutes in the group that got AIDS and stuff
[02:48.65] With a broad tab as big as everyone up in the club
[02:51.56] Strangle y'all niggas with isotoner gloves
[02:54.01] You can light the motherfucking mics on fire
[02:56.28] I blaze tracks, relax, y'all niggas just sound tired
[02:59.37] No one flyer than the syllable serpent
[03:01.59] Ill at spilling my verses, I'm killing your merchant
[03:03.91] Merciful, manhandling the instrumental given
[03:06.60] Murder innocent children, I'm belligerent spilling
[03:09.22] Planetary a villain, with a Bathing Ape cape
[03:11.79] Scrape the graveyard after I spit in your face
[03:14.06] Outerspace that's too much, you niggas is juiced up
[03:16.72] All that steroid rap will get that ass nuked up
[03:19.23] If you moved the booth up, I pushed your tooth up
[03:21.95] Niggas they say they legend and still can't move up
[03:24.20] On the block, two trucks, your whip, two bucks
[03:26.91] With Crypt, it's like a hashin' trip, you're too stuck
[03:29.54] I rode with the dude Luck, get your melon departed
[03:32.10] Sixteen for my sick team, hella retarded
[03:35.14] Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
[03:37.42] Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
[03:40.27] Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
[03:42.41] I get buck with cops my shit
[03:45.33] Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
[03:47.72] Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
[03:50.43] Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
[03:53.21] I get buck with cops my shit
[03:57.51]
[00:16.57] RandomLuck my nigga, let's go, yeah, uh
[00:21.08] Touch the mic after us hands turn to dust
[00:23.54] From east to west it's the Cauze and RandomLuck
[00:26.18] When them hammers bust, you get slammed and stuffed
[00:28.62] Inside the back of a Ac', stuffed in a damaged trunk
[00:31.15] I smoke a can of funk, my eyes glaze brown
[00:33.86] Paid the cost to be the boss baby, James Brown
[00:36.31] Fuck you lame clowns, what can they tell me
[00:38.46] When I'm in San Diego running shit like LT
[00:41.55] Do you smell me? Tell me where them L's be
[00:43.73] Pass it the Goose, I got the Belvy
[00:46.58] Plus the Red Bull and when my lead pull
[00:48.84] Watch how many wise men turn into dead fools
[00:51.69] I slang that yola, rocks big as boulders, word to Dola
[00:54.42] My Cali soldiers quick to fold ya
[00:56.44] Leave you hidden in the mountains of Boulder
[00:58.68] That's my word dog, I'll snowboard over ya
[01:01.95] Alley over your grave, that's fucking gnarly
[01:04.33] My team stay with them choppers, and we don't fuck with Harleys
[01:07.03] We don't ride bikes, fuck dime dykes
[01:09.48] We hard to find nights, nigga get your mind right
[01:11.86] Complicate your tape decks, fuck safe sex
[01:14.55] I'll take a rain check or brain without latex
[01:17.17] My context is vital, collect the title
[01:19.52] Suicidal minds, not the kind to be your idol
[01:21.91] I'm crazy and maybe just a little insane
[01:24.21] And Lost Cauze in outer space we saving the game
[01:27.04] Cats are too lame, in fact your crew's game
[01:29.36] I'm strapped with a backpack, grabbing loose change
[01:31.92] Yeah, Cali coasting, I'm stuck in a rut
[01:35.12] RandomLuck not giving a fuck
[01:36.93] We jump fools, get lumped up, left in a dump truck
[01:39.71] My tools like Kung-Fu dudes using nunchucks
[01:42.47] I'm lethal, explosive, in small doses
[01:44.82] The host from coast to coast leaving you hopeless
[01:47.23] Scope the world for the dopest, most incredibly focused
[01:49.93] MCs to touch a mic and leave you mentally broken
[01:52.88] Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
[01:55.25] Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
[01:58.09] Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
[02:00.24] I get buck with cops my shit
[02:03.19] Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
[02:05.57] Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
[02:08.19] Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
[02:11.08] I get buck with cops my shit
[02:13.30] Yeah, I'm on the beat making neck rolls snap
[02:15.33] Murder the fuck out these east coast and west coast cats
[02:17.87] I'll tell the whole world, my style's fat, listen
[02:20.47] So fat I can't see my cock when I'm fucking pissing
[02:23.16] Oh yo, I'm Mr. Starr, hit another Christian
[02:25.71] Y'all need to cool it now like you New Edition
[02:28.14] I'm a drug addict, I need five dimes
[02:30.72] I ran out and smoked my issue of High Times
[02:33.37] I done gone crazy, a bullet in your mind
[02:35.71] My nigga Planet got you scoped with the nickel nine
[02:38.46] Say your prayers motherfucker, and make this shit brief
[02:41.18] I pay loot for professional hitman like Reef
[02:43.64] It's like more money, more guns and drugs
[02:46.19] Prostitutes in the group that got AIDS and stuff
[02:48.65] With a broad tab as big as everyone up in the club
[02:51.56] Strangle y'all niggas with isotoner gloves
[02:54.01] You can light the motherfucking mics on fire
[02:56.28] I blaze tracks, relax, y'all niggas just sound tired
[02:59.37] No one flyer than the syllable serpent
[03:01.59] Ill at spilling my verses, I'm killing your merchant
[03:03.91] Merciful, manhandling the instrumental given
[03:06.60] Murder innocent children, I'm belligerent spilling
[03:09.22] Planetary a villain, with a Bathing Ape cape
[03:11.79] Scrape the graveyard after I spit in your face
[03:14.06] Outerspace that's too much, you niggas is juiced up
[03:16.72] All that steroid rap will get that ass nuked up
[03:19.23] If you moved the booth up, I pushed your tooth up
[03:21.95] Niggas they say they legend and still can't move up
[03:24.20] On the block, two trucks, your whip, two bucks
[03:26.91] With Crypt, it's like a hashin' trip, you're too stuck
[03:29.54] I rode with the dude Luck, get your melon departed
[03:32.10] Sixteen for my sick team, hella retarded
[03:35.14] Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
[03:37.42] Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
[03:40.27] Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
[03:42.41] I get buck with cops my shit
[03:45.33] Fuck Freddie, owe me your life when I come to get it
[03:47.72] Shoot your enemy inside your mug like what
[03:50.43] Overwhelmed by my telepathy, no sympathy
[03:53.21] I get buck with cops my shit
[03:57.51]