Mind Game Lyrics

Mind Game

By: Lemuel R. Reaves

Hook:

It’s a mind thang

Change your mind frame

Make you think so hard

Causing migraines

Ain’t no time frame

Put on my Fame

I’m gone live forever

Still be the same

Why should I change (repeat)

Mind Game

By: Lemuel R. Reaves

I ain’t preach’n,

But I’m speaking

Like it’s early Sunday.

I’m dogging skinny bitches

Like Peggy.

Call me all Bundy.

You’ll see me grin’n

Wearing shades

Like It’s Always Sunny.

Me and my people

Looking rich,

While ya’ll be look’n bummy.

Coke is it.

The constant drip,

That’s why your nose is runny.

Mind Game

By: Lemuel R. Reaves

I stay lit.

With a fine ass bitch,

So sweet, I call her honey.

I ain’t dealing

With ya’ll niggas

So, don’t be acting chummy.

All these chickens

Want the D

So I can fill their tummies.

Their bellies full

Like I said

I like to keep them fed.

Ain’t no Amateurs

In here

They all give super head.

It be like a dog show.

These bitches in here turning tricks.

Mind Game

By: Lemuel R. Reaves

Here comes the final act

I call it disappearing Dick.

Then poof

Like magic

I’m disappearing quick.

Then they wake up

In a movie.

It’s Hangover 6.

Ain’t that a bitch!

Mind Game

By: Lemuel R. Reaves

I’ve been around the world

And it’s all the same.

I don’t ride the Amtrack

Ain’t trying to run no train.

I’m just out here living

Just trying to do my thang.

If I stop rapping today

I’m still going to make this change.

Even if there is a drought, shit,

I can make it rain.

See that liquid

Steady running down the windowpane.

Knots so thick

They make me limp

Might have to use my cane.

Mind Game

By: Lemuel R. Reaves

Yeah, I know this is the shit.

I’m whipping off my brain.

Think of the smell you bitch.

That shit is going to be insane.

Yeah, that shits piling up.

I’m running out of wipes.

Just call me superman

But here there ain’t no Kryptonite.

Man, I’m over the struggle.

There ain’t no need to fight.

And if I’m gone for awhile

She best to keep it tight.

You talkin’ bout lit

I’m high as a fucking kite.

And I’m in a flight zone.

No coming down tonight.

Mind Game

By: Lemuel R. Reaves

Gone get this paper,

But stay greater

Than all the hype.

Fuck with No Haters

See you later

Cause I’m bound for flight.

And every time

I grab the microphone

I do it right.