you tense I can walk in your mind I can leap into your mind I can walk in your mind I can sleep inside your mind So here I walk into your mind...
might [???] pretender - your time has come! [Brother J] I once walked the Heavens with Gabriel Walked through the desert with Israel Traveled onto Mecca with Ishmael I
the hands of the dark angel adjust Snatching your breath, till it dims up your chest How much pain, can I manifest When I come to wreck, ripping through your
die? I get high then my mission is a walk-by. You'd better jet when I hit your set cause I'm commin'. Start runnin' yellin' "evil mind" as I'm gunnin
yah Pulling the life of your brain, I can't explain Beg as you can obtain from which you came Swear that your mother is living in equality Forgeting your
jail, and I pray they don't tell 20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight this Niggas know, I ain't never pressed for dough And niggas know, I don't serve nobody I
real good Getting rhythm in the middle of the night I'ma toke till I choke I never knew a night could last for so long I can teach ya how to get ya game
And the head of a hyena Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek? If you can read my mind, why must I speak? No, I have heard nothing about
I'll be grippin to the scripture picture Little Ripsta can I get critical And I'm seldom seen in the henessey when I ride up on my enemies Zero one
in my business When I see you I'm a drop you Get slugged and get drugged My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge Got you when I spot you I should pop you
We livin' like Trues, Give it up to tha bang, always stay down for my thang And I still remain the same, Never gon' change I'ma hood I claim, Nigga done
to fold myself in half Til I snap Dont think I'm loyal All I do is rap I can not moonlight on the side I have no life outside of that Dont I give you
? Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for you... [Verse 1:] I'm just so fuckin depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump If I could
want no man fi mind it Di Muffin say dat he couldn't believe I was living so blindly [Chorus] Well no Shandy Mr. President, Distinguished delegates... [H.I.M. Haile Selassie I
books, some yell it You need to make your own choice, be your own voice Set ya soap-box up, let your talk fight Pull ya socks up, get ya walk right Or
