Key: B minor
Verse 1
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Yo, I can tell
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Every time I go to sleep, man,
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you know what say in'?
You know, I get this crazy,
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twisted mind, you know?
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And I get deep, you know what I'm sayin'?
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I get so deep.
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Anaseptic, settin' the wall s for dead
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like touring self -proclaimed mic controllers,
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scream tears of pain as the album maintains the fame.
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Once quoted as a cash
Cop and his band of bitch weavers
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Who make tracks to snatch up air time and get props for
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nerds getting drunk on cheap bottles of pop wine
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But I can vine and prevail and make your whole
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clique chill like maggots in jail cells
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I'm bout to get bold with no
no half -stepping
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Industry embezzlers need to fucking
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chill and give back the cash
Glaze, and you about to
But niggas still don't understand half the shit that
flips through my dome after midnight
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Gunfights with
Colombian drug lords and
FBI who ain't afraid to die
But I arrive like the exorcist,
giving out death invitations to three different generations
Boys who call themselves men and
nominate singers of the year
Cause you serving them dick, dear,
fuck a photo in the hit crime
I got 16 shots and a clip to
make a bitch dance
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And all in all, you recognize that
we stay strapped to staff force
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To industry eye s who judge the
realness but can't touch the mental
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As we smoke fat cigars like
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you know what I'm
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Twisted mind, yeah kid,
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you know the deal I crush the amateurs who swear they keep it real
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And all the hate you search long to find
a twisted mind
Twisted mind, yeah kid,
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you know the deal I crush the amateurs who swear they keep it real
And all the hate you
searched long to find
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Canori found deep in a twisted mind
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Asymmetrical and lyrical vibes
enter my center
Forgotten from the world I came,
but I remember
Train trips to
Washington
D .C., no less than a half key
Strapped to my back like a labradors
No time for tough kids,
taught me from professors
In hairdressers and big mouth
kids wearing phoenix sweaters
I hold my breath as the feds
walk past me
Refraining from the natural
born habit to harass me
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God every night and cancel later sight
Right?
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Yeah, cause feds ain't the only
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ones I got to look out for
There's many more trying to make
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a young nigga dead and poor
And if you never had to
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ID a dead body
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I won't feel offended if your brain
can't follow me through the world
Of crooked girls and wicked men
Then again, I don't claim to be a reverend
But a lost soul in a maze of darkness
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They wanna give me life but I
ain't even start this
Twisted mind, yeah, kid, you know the deal
I crush the amateurs who
swear they keep it real
And all the hate you search long to find
Can only be found deep in
a twisted mind
Twisted mind, yeah kid, you know the deal
I crush the amateurs who
swear they keep it real
And all the hate you search long to find
Can only be found deep in a twisted mind
I told y 'all I get beat, something when I sleep,
God just breaks
Twisted mind, yeah kid you know the deal,
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I crush the amateurs who swear they keep it real
And all the haters you search long to find,
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B
can all be found still in a twisted mind
you know the deal I crush the amateurs who swear they keep it
real
And all the hate you search long to find
Can all be found deep in a twisted mind
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