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letra de mind projection - mangus

[verse 1: big mac zac]

yeah, the name’s big mac zac
i never really thought that i’d featured on this track
i always thought that rapping would be like getting hooked on crack
and thats when good ole’ mangus came and gave me a smack
(smack)
oh, you thought i was done?
i did too, but now my mind’s on a run
so i’m spitting this sh-t, like its the last you’ll ever hear of me
probably the most famous i’ll ever f-cking be
it’s going to be the most attention that i’ve ever f-cking had
it might sound like a lie, but nah it’s really f-cking sad
(cries)
now i got a crush on this girl, but i don’t like she likes me back
probably thinks i’m a loser, can’t you cut me some slack?
i’m new to this sh-t, both the drinking and the talking
if i gave you my shoes, my life would be a b-tch to walk in
speaking of b-tches, lets get back to this girl
my bro angel had a rager and i think she saw me hurl
am i done for good? does this mean i’m out?
i’m all out of tears, like i’m in a f-cking drought
but f-ck that sh-t, lets get back to the good times
staying up all night, just to get them good rhymes
d-mn, i’m a lyrical pedophile
you know, cause i just molested the sh-t out of this beat
now put that sh-t back on repeat
bmz, out

[verse 2: mangus]

they say
hip-hop is dead, imma resurrect it
they say i’m fat, my self esteem effected
818s walk by, you know i get erected
f-ck obama man he should of never got elected
i perfected, rejection, at a young age
thots read the cover, not the pages
i is, a f-cking maniac, more like a brainiac, f-cking egomaniac
thoughts hectic but never respected
third eye opened, my minds infected
bro don’t stress it, pineal dissected
yeah i said dissected
i’m directed looking for direction
hits bigger than brit recht’s t-ts
hands in the air, i’m throwing fits
greedy white america, grease in their mitts
i’m amidst, people that say they don’t give a sh-t
but oops when the sh-t hits the fan
and oop sh-t dawg, you don’t got a plan
you get arrested, and no one objected
you sit your -ss in a jail cell and hopelessly reflect it
you call your mom’s cell and start to confess it
like d-mn, i didn’t mean to get a dui
but f-ck it, like my friends, they really needed a ride
but hey, tell dad at least i got some head
no mom, i didn’t drag her drunk -ss to bed
i just gave her two xans and dragged her by the hand
but i was too gone, so my thought train got jammed, d-mn

this has been your boy, m-a-n-g-u-s mangus, b-m-z big mac zac
yeah, we outchea, mind projection

- mangus

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