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letra de evil mind - evil mind gangsta's

[verse 1: big syke]
it started when i was a nappy headed kid
evil minded for the f-cked up things i did
i get provoked but it ended in gun smoke
in the back of my mind i knew i wouldn’t choke
body stacked up across a football field
that’s how many people i k!lled
put a tag on ya toe and i’m knockin’ at the front do’
tell ya mama it’s a man with a fo’ fo’
death is callin’ i’m here to take ya
say good bye ’cause nothin’ could save ya
straight out the h-ll pits of inglewood
i’ve done so much sh-t they need to call me mr. no good
k!ll a mothaf-cka in a minute
and shoot somebody ass that wasn’t even in it
’cause i don’t give a f-ck i let the ak spray
no you won’t be here for the next holiday
prepare ya casket your family’s gonna miss you
i’m at the funeral handin’ them a tissue
this what goes on in bad times
comin’ from a n-gga with an evil mind

[verse 2: domino]
i just watched the sky crack i’m nervous as h-ll
bats are flyin’ at me screamin’ body covered with snails
i’m sweatin’ like a base head my minds in suspense
i feel like i’m on water, i’m seeing pink elephants
standin’ on shaky ground, fell in a hole
crucified by these demons sold the devil my soul
tortured and beat, brainwashed mislead
they just printed 666 on my forehead
i feel like i’m high, i’m walkin’ at a angle
with a hatchet in my hand, and i’m chasin’ down the angels
something ain’t right, i’m losin’ my mind
turn my head and find my face lookin’ at my behind
i’m burnin’ like a cigarette my body’s on fire
my mission is to make all humans expire
i’m walkin’ with a pitchfork grim reaper’s my disguise
conversatin’ with this devil with dark blue eyes
i’m gettin’ hungry, the motherf-cka fed me swine
i threw it up, and shaked him like six or seven times
he smiled in my face and tried to break my [?]
i put a cross in his face, ’cause i’m the evil mind
[verse 3: mental illness]
evil mind that’s straight, evil mind is how we do it
it came from a n-gga so i guess you knew him
when i had the ak i dropped him on the line
said what’s up mothaf-cka? you blasted tec-9
couldn’t shoot me, huh, a n-gga wanna get paid
got my nine millimetre on a rampage
i shoot ’em up, i shoot ’em up, i shoot ’em back and fourth
who was it? it’s the rampage, you knew it of course
here i come through the hood and there’s ‘notha death ceremony
chillin’ at the park, drinkin’ beer with the homie
they say let’s go blast, so i jumped in the car
had my sweatshirt on and my black all star
jumped out with the ski mask, commence to blast
mothaf-ckin’ tec-9 dug deep in they ass
if you trip mothaf-cka, yeah it was the tec-9
and the illness were pages on the evil mind

- evil mind gangstas

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