Lyrics:
"FREE YOUR MIND!"
[Jamie Maddrox]
I represent the eastside no peace
Fuck the police
We tell you to increase in diease
At least, a grown man tellin ya somethin that he believes
Practicin the decieve no more tricks up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch
What bitch!
Why you talkin shit
Betta duck bitch before you gonna get hit
This shit is twiztid deeper than that ol' french braid
??
Kick it!
[Monoxide Child]
Everybody else still talkin bout somethin
What you thought you heard bitch can it cause your frontin
Dead wrong
Dinner table conversations
Leavin you pistol whipped in the corner wit abbrations
Part of the contamination of mindstate
Sleepin in a dream, hopin its gone when I awake
Mama think im a play on type of serial killa
Fruit loop outta my mind like godzilla
We survive like catapilla's
And cocoons and caskets
Stretchin the industry like elastic
Southern ?tatics?
Like the newport cigerette that I smoke
Hit the motha fucka till I choke
I brag and both about nothin
Death, die and ho's fuckin
So understand that he's sayin somethin
Never be heard im underground
With the dirt and grime
Slashing hands be my reason for rhymes
Im long time like a motha fucka
Leavin ya hangin in the chorus
Standin in some comfretable shit like Chuck Norris
Check the chorus, second hand smoke when you bleed
Remember when I told you to always believe
You relieve outta monoxide child a while
Travel the world on 9 clouds, screamin loud!
[Chorus 2x]
Free your mind! Breath it in Second Hand Smoke!
[Jamie Maddrox]
You homey bitches wanna shut me down
Pull the plugs on the microphones, hatin on an individual
Handle Mr Bones
Choke this niggas ?hate own? or they dead blown
If they are turn this motha fucka up and mash on
As we blast on bitch ass niggas at a fast rate
Growin at a fast pace
Change my heart rate
Lookin death in the face and I dont even shutter
If my women starts cheatin, motha fuck her up, bitch!
Im off a ?shelve? Green weed, fame and wealth
So take your ho's and dreams and put that shit back up on the shelve
Cause we rollin ??
??
Takin ?? with these Growin trees
Lookin chinese
Hopin that the cops aint tellin me
Tryin ??? house
Nigga pass the blunt before you pass out
Cause now its on
Pushin hubcats
Patrollin the hood, so fuck that
Heard this shit and this shit is all wack
Plannin me a attack cause we move when its dark at night
Believe the rumors cause they probally all right
On a side like concealed weapons and drug trades
Barricade the doors for the raid
And in the shade
With the sawed off double barrel pump
Lookin for motha fuckas that wanna jump
Cause I got thirteen bullets in my pocket Im a madman
My trigger finger turnin suckas to sand
[Chorus 2x]
[Monoxide Child]
No destruction and head trauma
You cant even see the drama
I get the personna from marijuana
At night
I lay stress with no place to go
All by my lonely
Screamin now fuck that chump
So go ahead and talk junk
I love the smell
Player hate me cause I smoke burn in hell
This shit aint for everybody
I live to severe bodies
So meloncholy is just a foley
And im out!
[Chorus 8x]
[Jamie Maddrox]
I represent the eastside no peace
Fuck the police
We tell you to increase in diease
At least, a grown man tellin ya somethin that he believes
Practicin the decieve no more tricks up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch
What bitch!
Why you talkin shit
Betta duck bitch before you gonna get hit
This shit is twiztid deeper than that ol' french braid
??
Kick it!
[Monoxide Child]
Everybody else still talkin bout somethin
What you thought you heard bitch can it cause your frontin
Dead wrong
Dinner table conversations
Leavin you pistol whipped in the corner wit abbrations
Part of the contamination of mindstate
Sleepin in a dream, hopin its gone when I awake
Mama think im a play on type of serial killa
Fruit loop outta my mind like godzilla
We survive like catapilla's
And cocoons and caskets
Stretchin the industry like elastic
Southern ?tatics?
Like the newport cigerette that I smoke
Hit the motha fucka till I choke
I brag and both about nothin
Death, die and ho's fuckin
So understand that he's sayin somethin
Never be heard im underground
With the dirt and grime
Slashing hands be my reason for rhymes
Im long time like a motha fucka
Leavin ya hangin in the chorus
Standin in some comfretable shit like Chuck Norris
Check the chorus, second hand smoke when you bleed
Remember when I told you to always believe
You relieve outta monoxide child a while
Travel the world on 9 clouds, screamin loud!
[Chorus 2x]
Free your mind! Breath it in Second Hand Smoke!
[Jamie Maddrox]
You homey bitches wanna shut me down
Pull the plugs on the microphones, hatin on an individual
Handle Mr Bones
Choke this niggas ?hate own? or they dead blown
If they are turn this motha fucka up and mash on
As we blast on bitch ass niggas at a fast rate
Growin at a fast pace
Change my heart rate
Lookin death in the face and I dont even shutter
If my women starts cheatin, motha fuck her up, bitch!
Im off a ?shelve? Green weed, fame and wealth
So take your ho's and dreams and put that shit back up on the shelve
Cause we rollin ??
??
Takin ?? with these Growin trees
Lookin chinese
Hopin that the cops aint tellin me
Tryin ??? house
Nigga pass the blunt before you pass out
Cause now its on
Pushin hubcats
Patrollin the hood, so fuck that
Heard this shit and this shit is all wack
Plannin me a attack cause we move when its dark at night
Believe the rumors cause they probally all right
On a side like concealed weapons and drug trades
Barricade the doors for the raid
And in the shade
With the sawed off double barrel pump
Lookin for motha fuckas that wanna jump
Cause I got thirteen bullets in my pocket Im a madman
My trigger finger turnin suckas to sand
[Chorus 2x]
[Monoxide Child]
No destruction and head trauma
You cant even see the drama
I get the personna from marijuana
At night
I lay stress with no place to go
All by my lonely
Screamin now fuck that chump
So go ahead and talk junk
I love the smell
Player hate me cause I smoke burn in hell
This shit aint for everybody
I live to severe bodies
So meloncholy is just a foley
And im out!
[Chorus 8x]
