Текст песни Casual - Chained Minds
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Heh some of the harder shit Peep this Niggaz get vexed whenever I step in Always wanna flex so I got a weapon Which protects ME and mine Get too bold then you`re seein nine milli I rhyme silly but it really don`t mean nothin I seen thugs always want a mean mug so I bring slugs to the party to reassure I be secure Really don`t know why they beefin for I leave teeth in the floor like fossils I toss flows Just to show you, what the boss knows I got style, to make men hostile I shall continue, then you still lost while Challenging in physical combat Show me the ringleader, and the wiz`ll go bomb that I come fat, you niggaz front runt cease They say bigger punks fear but I don`t hear what they say I should, and when a hood try to steal my goods Good! I wanna show him that dreads can fly heads I stood my ground there`s snakes around Schemin on the deep down but I defeat clowns with intellect, then the next flex so I`m good to wreck brains, it takes gall to brawl with minds in chains Chorus: Del It takes gall to brawl with minds in chains (8X) Verse Two: This conflict is making John sick But men wanna fight over nothing, nonsense is common, and common sense is none Niggaz always wanna grab your fists and run I try to walk down MacArthur, and talk ta pedestrians, who got the sacks to alter my mind And find the right, one Dug in the bushes, so I can get a tight one, it`s fat I got it, and now I need to be leavin I believe men might get shady Even if they know me Just because we flow the oldie wants my dough We all know where he can go I`m not takin no shorts from you And you ain`t takin shit from me I ain`t no punk so I hit the G I`m throwin one-hitter quitters to trap em You know when I`m strapped, so I shoulda just mopped em but nah, I`m not foolish, I keep a tool with me, but that don`t mean that I won`t bust a fool`s lip, equipped be my adjectives cause I had to live long In slums where chums come at you wrong And try to get you for all your cent Unless you`re not dipped you got your de-fenses on They plot for your dough You might catch a hot one, so be careful I be prepared for fools Chorus 1.5X