I was born, in a My mama and my father got drunk They left me, to die or In the middle of Road
I up in a rusty shack All I was hangin' on my back And Lord knows, how I place called 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 I make my plans The world is the place I take my stand The of life is mine today They cannot my mind away
Fuck you heard, I'm from Africa ain't no act it's mathematical Past the black I choose the M1, because practical was changed, we ain't protected No names, all factual
They push the buttons, count down to detonate Brooklyn blown and the world will have to speculate is what we learn in the streets, fuck a degree Believe in none of what you hear and half of you see
like watching your own father smoke crack I have on shit like that No way in hell I'll 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 hard to see the When your heart is ice cold Cold like hands exposed to blistering winds
My keep her eyes closed, she say she prayin' I listen close to what she When she speak of I ignore it But when it's I'm all for it
You got to think like a I'm training myself to snatch pistols out of Discipline the mind focused This whole is a corn field son Look out for flying
My mind is the place where I make my The world is the where I take my stand The of life is mine today They cannot take my away
My mind is the place I make my plans The is the place where I take my stand The of life is mine today They take my mind away
Don't let 'em get in head, they try to probe you Figure thoughts so they can try and control you And through you, control your crew It's psychology boy, now what the fuck that you wanna do?
You can't walk the with no state of mind Blind to the of mankind And if you know the time, give me a Tell me where we the line
I got back if you got mine My enemy is my man One deadlock is stronger one strand While the crackers got the hand
My stand on lands stolen Every a golden opportunity Who my community hostage? 10 ransom, costing us time we lost and some
is how the plan runs Thinkin' with a brain we do to live is insane Holdin' the weed, healing my
Just like crack, you know it all down To the of it Niggaz commence to get to sentenced to serve terms Jumping the fence, the black germ is will they learn?
We piss on walls and reefa in the halls No respect for their I cut your face a kitchen knife
In gladiator times, man against The bark fatigues help me blend in with the scenery boy Life is a series of choices Theories is formed from experience, never forces
Various courses of life can to failure Too of anything is a trap My snap warfare for two grand
They say means 'Empty hands' So then perfect for the poor man They say means 'Empty hands' So then perfect for the poor man
My mind is the place where I make my The world is the place where I my stand The beauty of life is mine cannot take my mind away
My is the place where I make my plans The world is the place I take my stand The of life is mine today cannot take my mind away
When you of us think of pyramids and pistols And glimmering gold that shine like crystals The is like a jewel son Only a fool grasp it
Wisdom is a tool, you get you think of us think of pyramids and pistols And glimmering gold teeth that shine like The is like a jewel son a fool wouldn't grasp it Wisdom is a tool, you get
your mind, and the rest will follow Seize the time, no-one is tomorrow
Free your mind, and the rest will Seize the time, is promised tomorrow
Free mind, and the rest will follow Seize the time, no-one is promised ...