Представляем точный текст композиции "My Mind Aint Right" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Brotha Lynch Hung . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «My Mind Aint Right» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Brotha Lynch Hung передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Brotha Lynch Hung - "My Mind Aint Right"
Lyrics to My Mind Aint Right : Whats up man' [Lynch] Whats that' Its that prozac [Lynch] How many - how many milligrams is that' Shit, five hundred. Better watch out for these boys [Lynch] Let me get some of that. I NEED it Hahaha... Shit. What the fucks wrong with you boy. Whats up.. [Chorus] See - my mind aint right - I got personal issues Bout to drop your family off a box of some tissues Cause they wont find your body - shine your lobby With flashlights - run in your spot time the robbery [Verse 1] Last night ran in your spot - blinded the other three Talkin to my A-K forty seven like cover me Im goin in - here I go again Back to fuckin with that O-8 English mixed with gin Back to tuckin shit thats cold make things rip your chin Crack your dome Im takin gold thangs - shake mixed with cocaine No brain - nigga it aint no thang to Run up on you with the rain leavin blood stains - who Wanna fuck with me - the psycho of the city I spit poison like poison boy back in the eighties And it aint pretty - the Sacramento Frank Nitty The black version - all you heard is the Mac burstin [Chorus] My mind aint right - I got personal issues Bout to drop your family off a box of some tissues My mind aint right - I got personal issues Bout to drop your family off a box of some tissues Cause they wont find your body - shine your lobby With flashlights - run in your spot time the robbery Six minutes to get in and out - play time Run up in your house with the toys - dont say nuthin [Verse 2] See somethin aint right - Imma need some prozac nigga Mentally off balance and it shows in my tracks nigga Smokin on a pack of cigarettes and malt liquor Put your brains on a plate for dinner - like Dr. Lector Red spot your sweats up - only one slice and your necks cut Squirtin out that red stuff - all over your dinette stuff Drippin into your living room - Im dippin through your stash Wheres my cash - dont make me take it out your ass Dont make me take it out on your family - fuck your thug homies Who mug on me - I plug homies with slugs homie Thought you really knew me but you - dont even know me All you know is I drink O-E - thats from the songs nigga You fuckin with the wrong nigga bout to get touched up Like car paint - O-E and weed - is how my breath stank Spittin at your war tank - for the more bank Thats the only reason what you niggaz think - I got problems [Chorus] My mind aint right - I got personal issues Bout to drop your family off a box of some tissues My mind aint right - I got personal issues Bout to drop your family off a box of some tissues Cause they wont find your body - shine your lobby With flashlights - run in your spot time the robbery Six minutes to get in and out - play time Run up in your house with the toys - dont say nuthin (shhhhh) [Verse 3] Post your comments here - on my motherfuckin nutsack So fuck that nigga - I put his guts in a black sack And in the back of the black S-U - ever since I was a test tube baby I been sicker than Reservoir Dogs with the rabies Just - smother it in gravy itll work for me - but you forgot Niggaz better pay me I dont work for free Mix the O-8 and the gin and Im like Hercules Bout to - hurt your knees with these two two-threes Make you hop like - Ju Ju Bees right off the motherfuckin canvas Its like liver and chitlins you niggaz cant stand this I deliver the rip spit shit - that get ridda bitch quick shit Hit niggaz with tips and split shit in half like citrus And I dips dips - to the honeycomb - money gone Now these niggaz mad cause I own shit and release my own shit And got chrome grips and hollow tips - pointed at your face Open your mouth - straight - ointment to the face [Chorus] Cause my mind aint right - I got personal issues Bout to drop your family off a box of some tissues My mind aint right - I got personal issues Bout to drop your family off a box of some tissues Cause they wont find your body - shine your lobby With flashlights - run in your spot time the robbery Six minutes to get in and out - play time Run up in your house with the toys - dont say nuthin shhhh [ My Mind Aint Right Lyrics ]
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