Brittian Scott - Mind On Tha Prize lyrics

[Jai Blizz] Mind On Tha Prize Thurty Below ©2012 Chorus: My mind on tha prize Know you're tired of the lies They said rap died, but ima make it revive August 85 fell a star from the sky Im tryna make it, I ain't tryna make it by Verse 1: Half these cat's can't even see me, and they ain't even blind Know ima be a mogul and I ain't even signed Sayin I ain't gone shine, can't hear it, you're a mime Nevermind your piece of mind, i'm blowin' up-no mine Seeing gold, no mine Cause i'm going for mine and- Hip Hop a jungle- The microphone is the vine and- it without me you're probably missing the Li-on Cause I am the truth, you're probably missin' the lying I am- what the game's missing like the 3rd string So hip hop' gonna inherit me like a birth gene Don't feel right being broke like your 1st sling So these haters lips flap more than a bird wing Any obstacle you bring- I'll overcome it That star that you wish on, im gonna become it They tryna put Minneapolis on, I think I done it The race for the Pioneer face, think I won it Chorus: My mind on tha prize Know you're tired of the lies They said rap died, but ima make it revive August 85 fell a star from the sky Im tryna make it, I ain't tryna make it by (x2) Verse 2: Sometime I see my manz RIP Magic, died in someone else hands I can see through- these cats that's seafood Can't understand these shrimps, they speakin in Hebrew Everything I say cold, I'm speaking in Igloo Pull my mirror out like "they don't need to believe you" These cat's is D2- I'm in a different league That's why I don't show no fatigue when I breathe dude I'm just just tryna breeze through- this lil' rap game While these informants'll remember ya last name I'm just tryna "act" sane- crazy bout the crack game Cause when the cash came- I was in the fast lane Cheverlot heavy yay- make the gas the gas drain Dodged so many snakes- my shirt got gra** stains Relax mane, why u so uptight? Got my vision at the stars, sitting so upright Chorus: My mind on tha prize Know you're tired of the lies They said rap died, but ima make it revive August 85 fell a star from the sky Im tryna make it, I ain't tryna make it by (x2) Verse 3: Magic inyour eyes That's the super prize I'm fed up I can't get my meals super sized Wish for a bluer sky Switched to a new attire Said this beat reminded me of Kanye Through the Wire Who am I? Magic In Your Eyes Like Dwight Howard 5"7 but i'm feeling quite taller Shawty that like ballers Tell her that I might call her Job's not white collar Doing dirt like nightcrawlers And all my guts doin' life in the squalor- Thanks for the light- to my sight -to my power I'll shoot u a kite when the time get right- and them cats I disliked- don't slip in the shower I was flipping powder- mother wasn't proud of- Me- said you'll get booked- why'd I have to doubt her Fat lady singing, every note get louder Know-in' i'm going to make it so hater holla! Chorus: My mind on tha prize Know you're tired of the lies They said rap died, but ima make it revive August 85 fell a star from the sky Im tryna make it, I ain't tryna make it by (x2)