you Quite as good as I could have If I made you feel second best Girl, I'm so sorry I was blind You were always on my mind You were always on my mind
a stand tall Got my mind on this money. Uh huh (wh-wh-wh-whatcha mind on) Got my mind on this money. Uh huh (wh-wh-wh-whatcha mind on) [Chorus:] Hey
Tall Got My Mind On This Money (What's Your mind On) Got My Mind On This Money (What's Your Mind On) Hey Why They Hating On You Bow Cause My Bankrolls
my lead I got the gifts to bring It?s an everyday life for the Reepa King [Refren] [Strofa 3] ? B-Real I got the cream of the crop My crop means cream
there she said depends on who you know oh that look in her eye i can tell you no lies i'm just a man she made me feel like a king in my mind i love you
depends on who you know Oh that look in her eye I can tell you no lies I'm just a man She made me feel like a king in my mind I love you mitzi dupree
so on, and so on I'ma teach this cat, how to live in the ghetto Keepin it retro-spective from the get go Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo P-P-Politic
have no enemies there is no reason for you to ride on this one right here baby (Na meen b war) yeah Bounce Bounce Come on Come on That's what I'm talking
hand as that I am a professional Speak my knowledge to the crowd and the ed. is special For I AM a bard but not the last one I'm my own king and this is my
Just rock to the rythme on the Beastie groove I say K-I-N-G A-D Rock You know the whole world is on my jock I got girls at the Met on the T.I.P. And
my shine Makin silly tapes, I'm always on his mind Nonsense, not to be obnoxious kid 'Mega for the record you could suck my dick! Bitch, you from around
rookie But my features and my shows ten times your pay 50k for a verse no album out! Yeah my money?s so tall that my barbie?s gotta climb it Hotter than
many ways to hustle man, I got em all locked If you think about touching mine, the hammer?s on cocked Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind
I'm still that same 'g' Can you say the same thing? [Havoc] Must be blind to the fact Mary Queen on the wax We the king on the streets Ain't know where
My voice physically fit, tracks I'm bench-pressing The mic chord is an extension of my intestine Delicate MC's sliced in my delicatessan My mind state
leave me One that's in the city always written in graffiti One that keeps me company, when I'm all alone She's my heart, my mind, my spirit and my
