Emilio Rojas - Music Minds lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, let's slow it down a bit Big shout to Chris River, Emilio Rojas, Produkt Kay Slay, Johnny King in the building Let's go! [Verse 1] Wanna live my life, for no more tax to me (yeah) No I ain't coming at next tracks about equity (nah) Ready to run the flesh of my foes, make them a memory Write my own b-axes, or BX Malcolm in ecstasy Run over my friends and see some sustenance I, wanna go outside and meet some kids who want Bussing clips and such your dick for box of bucket list f**ing chicks, they think they worth for dirt Van a hearse and then under age Huh, and see the k**er bee, k** dope In the stage of sue for months and years and f**ing still broke Low though, I got the jolly, cadets towards the bills though Box a meat a lonely sugar mamma be her dil*o Still low but I don't give a f** like nuns did (yup) That should be Spanish platinum n***a like puns did The guns did nothing for the kid, but my lungs did Come up in my face and let me show you what the funds did, Rivers (And we continue on, big shout to Level 13 on the track) (Kay Slay and Drama King in the building) (Shout out to Ford, DVD.com, [?].com) Yeah, yeah one time [Verse 2] Hey, I be walking around in high saints, selling nothing but crack at comes And no telling say much nutrition and blapanopa And when it's broke and malnourished is cause they hope we can't flourish Selling dope, figured dope was our purpose sh**, but air was so focused on being hood That they forget the only reason they hustle, so they can leave the hood A couple a place that they frisk, don't mean eating good You living in a place where the roaches are f**ing eat the worms Was some poverty so high, with the new minorities Me and Kay Slay, we be screaming f** the authorities With a little bit of sweat in my palm, Gotta get that head off a me And I've been protecting my squad, like a motherf**ing quarantine And they just can't keep us down, So I keep my people round Tryna get one up on us homie, we f**ing beat you down And I only run with the honest, but y'all are leasing now I never had words for you poses, cause I don't speak to clown [Verse 3] Venom on the scale, bloodline full of poison Everytime I close my eyes, you see the rose and crosses Believe it's time we get acquainted At least one day lames, am just tryna paint the flavors Modern day savior, these a lot a ways for labour And I employed a few, stunting on these n***as Baby let's enjoy the view Coco to the dog food, am known to serve a pooch Local what you done fool, my young intern produce Was tryna get truce, am just tryna clear the rouse Tricky reality, mad max with the toast And am a, Nicky the mallory abstract in the approach Am a, King of the castle, am barbaric, am hard headed Authentically vast, bad as Paul Barris f** you thought I was n***a? Another one a them? For politics pretend that me and you really friends? Let's not pretend, nah This is where it ends DJ Kay Slay the Drama King, The Industry Purge It had to happen