Chris Marshall - Gold Mindz lyrics

Gold Mindz Lyrics Sitting here Writing my rhymes Trying to figure out What I'm gone say? But I know it's gotta be dramatic So, the critics can have a piece But no, my soul they won't take Instead they tell you I'm a terrorist Well I don't give a sh**! Why they plan to depopulate state? I'm sick of being led And taught to follow others paths Paving back a task We won't make But so few will hardly ever notice The Truth And heres proof: The Black Sheep Poet Black mask And Black boots The back seat Blast-bomb gas Till he shoots And backpacks Pa** Past lives To regroup For proving ground worthy of a Ma**. Effect Detect the threat, invest and check it Even taxes don't require you to pay those dudes Tell me how it feel To walk around in my shoes All inside of these; Chorus %{Gold Minds, gold mine,} {Peace of mind in my Gold Mine} {Gold Minds, gold mine,} {Food for thought in my Gold Mind} {Thousand dollar pair of frames,} {Still can't see inside of my Gold Mine} {Gold Minds} {Thousand dollar pair of J's,} {Still can't step inside of my Gold Mine} {Gold Minds} (X2) Verse Two Check the risk Check the car And I'll check ya b**h (neguh) That's what they all say though When that AK spray, they fold like play-doe I don't play games Though this Modern Warfare kinda like Halo Bad b**h wanna bite But I can't wife hoes Need a few Diamonds To f** with this charcoal Like, “why you ain't call me back?” I said, “you cute.” The f**s wrong with that? I guess you needed something stable Every time I leave You coming over, like Maple sh**, I'm bad news No fast car Rent's past due No type A f**in with this Black Dude And I ain't even got the courage up to ask you So I just start to rap Look to see if you're impressed with that And if not, it's cool I guess I'll meet you back in my Chorus {Gold Mind, gold mines,} {Bad b**h in my Gold Mine} {Gold Mind, gold mines,} {Super thick in my Gold Mind} {Thousand dollar pair of frames,} {Still can't see inside of her Gold Mine} {Gold Mind,} {Thousand dollar pair of J's,} {Still can't step inside of her Gold Mine} {Gold Minds} {%} Okay see, it's right about time For me to hit this sh**? Got a brand New bong That means, a bada** rip See me flying by In my new spaceship Lee's on the paint job Call that brand new shift She smoked me good Until I pa**ed that b**h A dime or Q with every bag I get Never been to Paris But my conscious did And these n***as wonder why? I'm about my biz Cause people gotta hear the truth Whether I'm in the streets Or in the booth Real chiefs never leave They flock That's no fluke But sheep still depending on protection From said wolf? Instead of taking actions They retract and don't move Ya hands up Stand down Empty your shoes And walk this line Handcuffed to some dude Ya thumbprint inked Now it's easy to find you Like, *knock knock knock* Cops shootin' My whole crew like, *Pop, Pop, Pop That's bacon for soul food in my Chorus {Gold Mind, Gold Mines,} {Friends kilt in my Gold Mind} {Gold Mind, Gold Mines,} {Blood spilt in my Gold mind} {Thousand dollar pair of frames,} {Still can't see inside of our Gold Mines {Gold Mind.} {Thousand dollar pair of J's,} {Still can't step inside of our Gold Mines} {Gold Mind} {%} Uh, yeah Uh, yeah Na-na-na Na-na-na, yeah Na-na-na Na-na-na (haha) Let's get it I9 Y5SS!R on the beat