| My mind’s free, my time’s not
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| My mind’s free, my time’s not
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| TV screen trying put your mind in a pine box
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| My mind’s free, my time’s not
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| My mind’s free, my time’s not
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| Magazine trying put your mind in a pine box
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| Fuck that shit, I’m like what the fuck is this?
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| Exploit my culture for some clicks?
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| Oh suck my fucking dick
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| They keep it lavish, keep it laughing
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| They keep you passive, on your tiptoes
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| Everything was swaggin' till you come thru with your fist closed
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| Whip this nigga’s ass if he harrass ya at the liq store
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| Roll a blunt and pass it, only pass it to your clique though
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| I’m rolling hash and ash and I ain’t bashful with this thick smoke
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| Bitch we out here cashin', come and catch it if your wrist cold
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| They wanna know what I know
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| They wanna know what I know
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| They wanna know what I know
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| They wanna know what I know
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| They wanna know what I know, oh no
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| Ain’t it obvious when squad walk in the room
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| That we know something they don’t?
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| You will be cherished, the leeches will perish
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| The meek will inherit the Earth
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| You will be cherished, the leeches will perish
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| The meek will inherit the Earth
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| My mind’s free, my time’s not
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| My mind’s free, my time’s not
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| You can never see these dreams
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| Through one eye, like a cyclops
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| My mind’s free, my time’s not
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| Mind’s free, my time’s not
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| You can never see these dreams
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| Through one eye, like a cyclops
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| Fuck that shit, I’m like what the fuck is this?
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| Somebody told me Alex Wiley
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| He be catching bodies and it’s called Japanese
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| So like I guess I gotta spit
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| To the instrumental when I’m in your mental
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| When I’m in a rental or a limo, didn’t know that I was this cold
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| Loving the beat, getting into the rhythm
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| When I attack it you wanna blow about six o’s
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| Either you fucking with it when I do it cause they never two
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| You a hater, so keep your lips closed
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| I know you got it Alex and whoever tryna stop you
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| Tell em' I said they some bitch hoes
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| Labels or whoever tell em I said it
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| And if they want it I got some niggas that will kick doors
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| You don’t really wanna go there, I’m too defiant
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| Don’t wake the giant, you better tip toe
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| Twista
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| [Outro: Twista}
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| They wanna blow what I blow
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| They wanna smoke what I smoke
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| They wanna toke what I toke
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| They wanna blow what I blow
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| They wanna go where I go
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| They wanna know what I know |