Chained Minds lyrics

Heh some of the harder shit
Peep this
Niggaz get vexed whenever I step in
Always wanna flex so I got a weapon
Which protects ME and mine
Get too bold then you`re seein nine milli
I rhyme silly but it really don`t mean nothin
I seen thugs always want a mean mug so I bring slugs
to the party to reassure I be secure
Really don`t know why they beefin for
I leave teeth in the floor like fossils I toss flows
Just to show you, what the boss knows
I got style, to make men hostile
I shall continue, then you still lost while
Challenging in physical combat
Show me the ringleader, and the wiz`ll go bomb that
I come fat, you niggaz front runt cease
They say bigger punks fear but I don`t hear what
they say I should, and when a hood try to steal my goods
Good! I wanna show him that dreads can fly
heads I stood my ground there`s snakes around
Schemin on the deep down but I defeat clowns
with intellect, then the next flex so I`m good to wreck
brains, it takes gall to brawl with minds in chains
Chorus: Del
It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains (8X)
Verse Two:
This conflict is making John sick
But men wanna fight over nothing, nonsense
is common, and common sense is none
Niggaz always wanna grab your fists and run
I try to walk down MacArthur, and talk ta
pedestrians, who got the sacks to alter my mind
And find the right, one
Dug in the bushes, so I can get a tight one, it`s fat
I got it, and now I need to be leavin
I believe men might get shady
Even if they know me
Just because we flow the oldie wants my dough
We all know where he can go
I`m not takin no shorts from you
And you ain`t takin shit from me
I ain`t no punk so I hit the G
I`m throwin one-hitter quitters to trap em
You know when I`m strapped, so I shoulda just mopped em
but nah, I`m not foolish, I keep a tool
with me, but that don`t mean that I won`t bust
a fool`s lip, equipped be my adjectives
cause I had to live long
In slums where chums come at you wrong
And try to get you for all your cent
Unless you`re not dipped you got your de-fenses on
They plot for your dough
You might catch a hot one, so be careful
I be prepared for fools
Chorus 1.5X