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letra de fucking with ya mind - xzar

[verse 1: xzar]
it’s a white out in every rhyme that i shout
cause my insight, pokes both of your eyes out
so i pin stripes, you just throw lines out
but they ain’t real- in any fans
yet you stay still and just fish in that can
your thinking in strands, you must be sharp
to have an infinite plan with a buzz beyond
any light year my dear, try here
i already took the steps for you, why stare?
man your rude, i was candid too
they couldn’t get access while the planet moves
but why x? can’t it choose?
to hide? yes but you’ll dance with wolves
kevin costner, that i dead with my verse
like an exorcist, so just let x -ssist
cause i’m the best with this don’t forget it b-tch, i’m just

[hook: xzar]
i’m just f-cking with ya mind, i’m just f-cking with ya mind ugh
f-cking with ya mind, i’m just f-cking with ya mind ugh
i’m just f-cking with ya mind, i’m just f-cking with ya mind ugh
f-cking with ya mind, i’m just f-cking with ya mind ugh

get em!

[verse 2 : art boi chino]
rosary on my chest, i say my amen’s
pray harder than malnourished cave men
rapper’s verses are draggin’ so i slay them
eat the flesh and drink the wings like it came in a grey can
preacher said a prayer for the women knocked up
and now i’m looking for those same sl-ts to get my c-ck sucked
sick as sh-t, i don’t give a sh-t
drop my jeans and get miss simmons to start kissing it
mind so ill people would die if they lived in it
that makes me the sickest alive isn’t it?
take a b-tch innocence, put every inch in it
and when i pop her cherry, i mortal combat finish it
n-ggas talk about my race, but i’m the first place finisher
usain bolt finishing
alexander hamilton.. (why)
cause i don’t need to be president just for my name to be on the money b-tch!

[hook: art boi chino]
i’m just f-cking with ya mind, i’m just f-cking with ya mind
f-cking with ya mind, i’m just f-cking with ya mind
i’m just f-cking with ya mind, i’m just f-cking with ya mind
f-cking with ya mind, i’m just f-cking with ya mind

[verse 3: xzar]
i’m john wilkes in the booth, i blow minds
into areas that your sanity won’t find
by spittin’ jems, i eat from a coal mine
when i post ya skate.. nose grind
in the games of x, i’ll crush your brain to specs
you tired p-ssies will get laid to rest
and that’s cause i do it in my sleep
with b.rabbit energy, chewing on a beat
so catch me if you can when i hop step
cause in the paint, waka wouldn’t be a contest
but if i ever lay up, it’s with ya b-tch alone
-ss so round, guaranteed to make a finger roll
call me george gervin, she spurred outta control
the very second when my d-ck, got to the hole
new definition of ballin’, go jot it at home
2-3 of this sh-t, you not in my zone

[outro]
holy sh-t… f-ck!
f-ck!.. d-mn man..
sh-t!
f-ck, i don’t even know what to f-cking say right now
sh-t..
i just been mind f-cked..
f-ck!
i just been mind f-cked

[art boi chino]
yeah alright, cut that last part off
[xzar]
yeah cut that sh-t

- xzar

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