Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Respect My Mind, artist - Z-Ro.
Date of issue: 28.02.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Respect My Mind |
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Run up if you want to nigga |
Blues ain’t the way that I lose |
How I get gray hair |
Take a bruisin the way I been bruised |
And you’ll see why I don’t care |
Respect my mind — cause I’ll kill you nigga |
Bitch I’ll kill you niggas, you better |
Respect my mind — cause I’ll kill you niggas |
Cause I will kill you nigga |
Cause I don’t wanna feel |
Someone else’s weapon… so |
I load my AK, don’t think I won’t spray |
You bitch niggas gon' lay, you won’t catch me runnin |
When — I load my AK, don’t think I won’t spray |
You bitch niggas gon' lay, you won’t catch me runnin |
When… |
I become a soldier when it’s war time |
That’s all I really know cause all I’ve had are hard times |
And ain’t nobody really down with me, I’m on my own |
Duckin and dodgin infrareds aimin for my dome |
I got enemies in every state, city and hood |
Plus my relationship with my friends ain’t no good |
Therefore I roll with Katie cause she’s a bad bitch |
One squeeze ten motherfuckers bleed and need a casket |
No need to reload, I promise I’ma drop 'em all |
Screamin «Remember me?» |
as motherfuckers stop and fall |
Ain’t no remorse, ain’t no love in my life cycle |
Cause when your family out to get you it be twice as vital |
I’m not tryin to be a statistic of a loved one |
Call me relentless but I won’t hesitate to slug one |
That’s on my momma, trust nobody from friends to my kin |
For the slightest disrespect I’ma commit another sin |
When I… |
Tragedies happen in my world everytime I breathe |
So I’m paranoid and trigger happy until I leave |
I got a 357, a 45, and a gauge |
But Ms. Katie put mo' motherfuckers on the front page |
If I gotta pull a trigger I’ma shoot to kill |
Not tryin to hurt ya, I’ma try to leave you stiff as steel |
Cause I ain’t tryin to watch my back when I’m out in public |
So when I blast that’s yo' ass you went out and dusted |
But I’m not tryin to send the wrong message to the kids |
I’m just sayin even if you young they’ll stil split ya wig |
And I’d be wrong if I told you to let a nigga do ya |
I practice what I preach and ride with much more then a Ruger |
I guess the Lord’ll deal with me at the end of time |
I’m not a killer but motherfuckers gon' respect my mind |
That’s on my momma, trust nobody from friends to my kin |
For the slightest disrespect I’ll put ya spirit in the wind |
When I… |