Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mindstate, artist - Anilyst. Date of issue: 23.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mindstate |
| Yeah, let um talk man. |
| ask about my background |
| Never that cat that has to back down |
| Rolling up a half ounce of that loud |
| Focused on stacking racks in my town |
| It’s that mindstate that I’m in, A’s gotta win |
| Games I don’t play I’m fatal with pens |
| Made it but haters are waiting for him to lose so I’m taking offense |
| Praying my days might fade to an end but what made you convinced? |
| That you can do what i do are you able for this? |
| Are you delusional drinking on gin? |
| Never be losing my faith that’s within |
| Here’s a part two to the game I began |
| You’z a cartoon I’m a rated R film |
| Living in hell cause the devil’s will test you |
| This is the shit that’s developed in test tubes |
| I’m better than special |
| Who in the hell do it better than Seff do? |
| You can’t name um |
| My cats stay campaigning |
| Making mad payments, are yall mad cause I’m half famous? |
| You don’t have patience, a lot of you lack an imagination |
| I’ma broadcast that this raw cat is just that amazing |
| Hard though and he knows it, heart with no emotions |
| I got gas like an Arco cause all i know is keep going |
| But party hoe be the slogan |
| But part of me though is broken |
| Pardon me bro I’m chosen to start beasting and boasting |
| I spark the reefer to compose a hit |
| Is it hard to keep up with my flows in this? |
| Heart is deeper than the ocean is |
| So don’t start no beef cause i will throw my fists |
| Or choke your bitch the old rendition |
| I hope this gets you hoes to listen |
| Or you’ll be risking something close to where your soul is slipping |
| Lyst been snapping I’m back on attack mode |
| Lifting the mack up to jack up your back bone |
| Wishing they had what i have but they wack though |
| Stick to the facts cause you cats always lack flow |
| Asshole canceled my last show rap so fast that it’s easy to rap slow |
| Smash yo B in the back door |
| Have both cheeks in commando |
| That boy thinks that he’s Rambo |
| Still is the illest the rawest you feel this? |
| An you just do not have the knowledge to get it |
| A militant flipping you off in your village |
| I’m mauling you all like a squad of gorillas |
| So call up a witness for help |
| Tell him that this is the realest you’ve felt |
| Hot enough that you might listen and melt |
| Honest admit it cause Lyst has the belt |
| Could it be homie’s chosen? |
| Or could it be the dope he’s smoking? |
| What a beast always zoning |
| What if he’s always floating |
| Part of me’s oddly broken |
| Phony opponents, I ain’t your homie so know it |
| Lonely road see this cat don’t need these rodents |
| Low-key Beethoven, get it? |
| Low-key Beethoven, get it? |
| Let that shit soak in, lettuce |
| Play it back and fourth like it’s tennis |
| I’m screaming no days off |
| Getting Cobain thoughts |
| Feeling exhausted but it’s okay cause they know A’s a boss |
| You just a fraud that be claiming you cutting cocaine rocks |
| Your whole gang lost, even these hoes say you soft |
| Now, here we go rhyming toxic |
| We don’t got time to gossip, grinding constant |
| Fly as a fiber optic, people could try to stop it, might get stomped in |