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Fiend - I'm Losing My Mind lyrics
(talking) I know, I know two wrongs don't make a right But, sometimes niggas be tripping, knowI'msaying [Fiend] That dirty thing went pow, all I could say was Look what quickly happened to that yapping niggas I rap I'm foul, you heard my side of the fucking story My cousin Tory, with a twenty for me but I wanted the glory Now spot him I didn't seen, scouted out his team Get punked, 'fore I jump, bumping that old fiend Hit a lick and say cuz, I'm heading to the city Incase I don't take him, I think my God won't forgive me And just because money famous all my cars pretty Don't mean this star gone balls on getting shitty I heard this bastard, was repping on some past shit With a spot why I blasted, with somebody in a casket (Chorus - 2x) I think I'm losing my mind, I think I'm losing my mind I think I'm losing my mind, I think I'm losing my mind I feel like using that nine, I feel like using that nine I feel like using that nine, I feel like using that nine [Fiend] These evil thoughts want out, trying to avoid The paranoid thoughts of, taking the wrong route Fuck wrong when you hungry and can't take it Situations be made out of glass and can break it Fouls I'm that child being broke, won't find me Early death, won't catch me and standing behind me Now the LAZ-E Boy so don't try to recline me A three strike system might bout to be find me Look my, nerves are bad, inherit em from my dad Behind cold hard cash ready to go mad I, thumb through your pad ready with flammable gas And your pants will be burned nigga formulating blood baths (Chorus - 2x) I think I'm losing my mind1 "I'm Losing My Mind" by FIEND I feel like using that nine I think I'm losing my mind I feel like using that nine (talking) (Man hold on here a minute, I just spent five motherfucking years Y'all ain't talking bout, I'm losing my mind, I'm using my nine Man what is you talking bout) Man, you know what, you right youknowI'msaying Where I'm from niggas don't be yapping they reacting, I'ma get it on though (Now that's what I'm talking bout) give me a pound give me something like that (Hell yeah) (*gun shot*) BA!!!! mother bitch fucker boy don't you ever disrespect me when I'm talking |
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