I was born, in a My mama died and my father got They left me, to die or In the middle of Road
I grew up in a rusty All I owned was hangin' on my And Lord knows, how I This place Tobacco Road
Tobacco road, you're dirty and filthy Tobacco road, get me some dynamite and a crane I'm gonna it up Lord gonna start all over again
My mind is the place where I my plans The world is the where I take my stand The of life is mine today They cannot my mind away
Fuck what you heard, I'm from This ain't no act mathematical Past the black I the M1, because it's practical Nothin' was changed, we ain't No names, all factual
They push the wrong buttons, count down to Brooklyn blown away and the world will have to This is what we learn in the streets, fuck a in none of what you hear and half of what you see
It's like watching your own smoke crack I have nightmares on shit like No way in I'll ever get like that I seen a lot of in twenty-two years
It's a tour of duty My life is booby-trapped, it's to see the beauty your heart is turning ice cold Cold like your hands exposed to blistering
My mother keep her eyes closed, she say she I listen close to she sayin' When she speak of Jesus I it But when it's I'm all for it
You got to think like a I'm training to snatch pistols out of holsters keep the mind focused This world is a corn field son Look out for locusts
My mind is the place where I make my The is the place where I take my stand The of life is mine today They cannot take my mind
My mind is the place where I my plans The is the place where I take my stand The beauty of life is today They cannot take my mind
Don't let 'em get in your head, they try to you your thoughts so they can try and control you And you, control your whole crew It's psychology boy, now what the that make you wanna do?
You walk the streets with no state of mind to the ways of mankind And if you know the time, give me a Tell me where we draw the
I got your back if you got My enemy's is my man One deadlock is than one strand the crackers got the upper hand
My comrades stand on stolen tooth a golden opportunity Who holdin' my hostage? 10 percent ransom, us time we lost and some
This is how the runs Thinkin' a fugitive brain we do to live is insane Holdin' the weed, my membranes
Just crack, you know it all boils down To the of it Niggaz commence to get [unverified] to to serve terms Jumping the fence, the black germ is When they learn?
We on walls and smoke reefa in the halls No respect for laws I cut face with a kitchen knife
In gladiator times, man machinery The tree fatigues help me blend in with the scenery boy Life is a of serious choices Theories is formed from experience, mysterious forces
Various courses of life can lead to Too much of anything is a My snap Guerrilla for two grand
They say karate means hands' So it's perfect for the poor man They say karate means hands' So then it's for the poor man
My is the place where I make my plans The world is the where I take my stand The beauty of life is today They cannot take my mind
My mind is the where I make my plans The world is the where I take my stand The beauty of life is mine cannot take my mind away
When you think of us of pyramids and pistols And glimmering gold that shine like crystals The is like a jewel son a fool wouldn't grasp it
Wisdom is a tool, you get When you think of us of pyramids and pistols And glimmering gold that shine like crystals The mind is like a son a fool wouldn't grasp it Wisdom is a tool, you get
Free your mind, and the rest will Seize the time, no-one is tomorrow
Free your mind, and the rest follow Seize the time, is promised tomorrow
Free mind, and the rest will follow the time, no-one is promised tomorrow ...