Mystikal - Mind Of Mystikal lyrics

[laughing] Walking through the mind of Mystikal No holds barred Still don't give a f** about ya'll I'm still not the n***a to f** with busta ?? the average n***a don't f** with me Fool a n***a in size, ain't much none of ya'll n***as can do with me Typically speakin, i'm not what your seekin Now vision the rhymes that I be keepin I f** like a mohican, ain't drunk like them demons, I'm quicker then one of those puerto ricans Get it off your chest Don't run on my set, i'm breakin your neck If you gettin upset i'm breakin a sweat Ya'll n***as ain't ready yet I'm catching my breath, ya'll n***as ain't findin wind I'm keepin they momma from tryin again I done f**ed up more n***as then Henikken f**, i'm cute as a puppy, you smart as a guppy Now how you gonna f** me, that b**h get lucky she f**ed me And now that hoe can't stop thinkin of me I'm thinkin of much wealth, come tell ya how gettin f**ed felt Ask them n***as that know me now Even them b**hes will tell you i'm somthin else b**hes, they like my good looks But n***as can't stand that right hook They might look but they stay put I done stomped more n***as than Big Foot What I mean is i'm grand, you can't f** with this peacan man You don't know who i'am, you goin too fast, slow down Tito, damn [chorus] n***a go ring the alarm I came in this b**h, and i'm in the swarm My n***as are already armed Were turnin this b**h into Vietnam n***a go ring the alarm I came in this b**h, and i'm in the swarm My n***as are already armed Were turnin this b**h into Desert Storm I stick to the left like a thumb tack I hum that to the drum track No wives, tote no knifes, b**h i'm sharper then a pair of Filas See i'm humble, you f**in 'em right, i'm makin 'em mumble Don't stumble, hoe I ??? the seen it for your f**in gumbo When a homie compare me, but spare me i'm a rap figure Please never don't dare me, b**h I barely kept an ? n***a I run with the real n***as, they k**, they them ill n***as You best to chill n***as, I don't f** with them run-of-the-mill n***as Here's what you gonna feel n***a: Heavy pressure from both sides, as the brain collides I'm tellin them lip lies, I hang with hip guys I split thighs, b**h don't ask me for sh** You get nothin, no tighter then grip ? f** n***a, don't bother me and try to be, and tired of me Walkin out the hood with more b**hes number then lottery Look, I like f**in around, but I ain't f**in with no f**ery Luckily, none of you n***as in here ain't cold enough to f** with me f** n***as can't touch that, no ??, get the f** back Fore you find yourself achin from you a** crack to your nut sack I run these hoe brand n***as from the back of the map To the front of China Just when you thought it was safe to back in the water, I'm right behind ya We as one must combine to never be stopped nann man Novice, servants, fiendins, demons, devils, Griffins, goons, raidin rebels Women, wizards, warlocks, witches Punk f*gs like b**hes Gold, platnium, silver, copper Any kind of p**y popper gets wopped or chopped When Mystikal hits that door, now watch n***a want a big co*k, get popped like Hitchco*k When I rib shot, when I hip hop, that zip lock thats thick knot Ohh, it's goin though me, got me struttin When E.F. Hutton talks everybody listens [chorus 2x]