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Aceyalone - Lost Your Mind lyrics
[Verse One] Out the gate, four-twenty minutes late Sorry about the wait, I was in the back posted Trees got roasted, and I got toasted The party gon' still get hosted, let's go Grab somebody, stab somebody I'm just kiddin have a party, laugh with somebody We gon' break it down whether you like it or not I got a human beatbox goin block to block And we gon' kill that noise, chill dem boys Deal with them toys, good brother what's crackin? Open up the candy store and give 'em a taste My name's Ace, homey you about to get laced Man! [Chorus: repeat 2X] Y'all people done lost y'all minds The thought never ran across y'all minds? Y'know the good shit's hard to find (c'mon) Well this here's gon' blow yo' motherfuckin brains out [Verse Two] Well here we go, two-thousand fo' And my flow's still tighter than what yours mighta been Shoulda took a vitamin, or a Vicadin Ace is on the mic again, door men invite 'em in This one's on me, this party here's free As long as you don't make us, bumrush your energy It's rum on the house, don't get dumb in the house Cause who the fuck wanna have a gun in they mouth Life is painful but the party is packed tight Course some people don't, know how to act right And for the people's delight, I'm keepin it wrapped tight I'm keepin my sack tight - is that right?That's right [Chorus] [Verse Three] Now rockin this mic is natu-ral For me to come weak is not allowed Livin my life underneath the ground I control the sound, I hold it down My name is - Ace One, six foot one Don't leave the studio until the mix get done I do it for kicks, I do it for fun I do it all night 'til the mornin sun See it ain't no question of who is that It's just the connections of me and my rap We just too good together baby it's a natural fact That when I, touch the M.I., there ain't no turnin back It's like [Chorus] [Verse Four] Now homey's got a whole lot on my mind That's cause I'm always, on the grind And if I ain't on the mic then I'm on my own time Or I could be on one or I could be online But I'm not a web hog, I'm just a mic hog I'm fin' to set it off for, all my dawgs And for the people that believed in me, thanks a lot I owe it all to you, everythang I got I'm glad I could be here to open up shop And glad I made it past twenty-six without gettin shot I think I done found myself a spot Right between a hard place and a rock I bet you don't think this is all that hot But you can shake the spot, whatchu got the game locked? [Chorus] |
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