Anilyst - MINDSTATE lyrics

Yeah, let um talk man.. ask about my background Never that cat that has to back down Rolling up a half ounce of that loud Focused on stacking racks in my town [Verse 1]: It's that mindstate that I'm in, A's gotta win Games I don't play I'm fatal with pens Made it but haters are waiting for him to lose so I'm taking offense Praying my days might fade to an end but what made you convinced? That you can do what i do are you able for this? Are you delusional drinking on gin? Never be losing my faith that's within Here's a part two to the game I began You'z a cartoon I'm a rated R film Living in hell cause the devil's will test you This is the sh** that's developed in test tubes I'm better than special Who in the hell do it better than Seff do? You can't name um My cats stay campaigning Making mad payments, are yall mad cause I'm half famous? You don't have patience, a lot of you lack an imagination I'ma broadcast that this raw cat is just that amazing Hard though and he knows it, heart with no emotions I got gas like an Arco cause all i know is keep going But party hoe be the slogan But part of me though is broken Pardon me bro I'm chosen to start beasting and boasting I spark the reefer to compose a hit Is it hard to keep up with my flows in this? Heart is deeper than the ocean is So don't start no beef cause i will throw my fists Or choke your b**h the old rendition I hope this gets you hoes to listen Or you'll be risking something close to where your soul is slipping [Hook] [Verse 2]: Lyst been snapping I'm back on attack mode Lifting the mack up to jack up your back bone Wishing they had what i have but they wack though Stick to the facts cause you cats always lack flow a**hole canceled my last show rap so fast that it's easy to rap slow Smash yo B in the back door Have both cheeks in commando That boy thinks that he's Rambo Still is the illest the rawest you feel this? An you just do not have the knowledge to get it A militant flipping you off in your village I'm mauling you all like a squad of gorillas So call up a witness for help Tell him that this is the realest you've felt Hot enough that you might listen and melt Honest admit it cause Lyst has the belt Could it be homie's chosen? Or could it be the dope he's smoking? What a beast always zoning What if he's always floating Part of me's oddly broken Phony opponents, I ain't your homie so know it Lonely road see this cat don't need these rodents Low-key Beethoven, get it? Low-key Beethoven, get it? Let that sh** soak in, lettuce Play it back and fourth like it's tennis I'm screaming no days off Getting Cobain thoughts Feeling exhausted but it's okay cause they know A's a boss You just a fraud that be claiming you cutting c**aine rocks Your whole gang lost, even these hoes say you soft Now, here we go rhyming toxic We don't got time to gossip, grinding constant Fly as a fiber optic, people could try to stop it, might get stomped in [Hook]