Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind Too much on
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too much on my mind Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind [x2] [Dinco D] Got up this morning (Too much) Still sleepy and yawning (Too much) My stomach is growling (Too much
hot summer Somewhere in the desert we raised the oil pressure And waited for the weather to get much better For the new wind to blow in the storm We
see somewhere in between the old school and the new school a master of the next school came to teach the now school Cause business class was steady playing
too close, unfasten it And like old age invades youth, invade falseness with truth Replace rebelling with rebirth, face new dwelling, that's your turf Now kick back and put your feet up on
be walkin' up and down the street Folks be pointin' they fingers sayin' "Partner gotta grip" Basically what I was doin' was protectin' my people My million dollar spots, it was my
stinking Fucking so much your ass and titties start shrinking New World Order slave trade, minimum wage, better cage Can a devil fool a Muslim nowadays Inside my
my dad, and I was your son If only you new what it was like growing up When I look at the sky I get this thought in my mind And wonder what it be
It'll take the likes of, Jedi Minds to construct new longtitude lines In order to get around but now, you're askin for too much With minds put together
, She lay cold and dead before the empty grate. Every year thousand of people die of hypothermia, Too hungry, too cold, too poor to stay alive. * At
my defects have been put in my past If you only see what I have than you overlooking my path If you knew about my hardships and my blood shared It'll
? Do I have to say the words? THIS TIME I think about her all the time She's my fantasy An image burnin' in my mind Callin' out to me While my imagination
Just too much on my mind Too much on my mind, just too much on my mind (repeat 2x) [dinco d] Got up this morning (too much) Still sleepy and yawning (too much) My
gonna be Roxie I'm gonna be a celebrity That means somebody everyone knows They're gonna recognize my eyes My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose From just
can never fail Cross eyes on heaven looking crazy as hell Maybe I dwell too much on legacy destiny Like I could ever read whats on the headstone ahead of me But in my
I get my fags? Who'd empty out my dustbins? Would I still get plastic bags? If there were no hospitals, and no doctors too, If I'd broken both my legs
substitute your mind on another level there is a language being spoken and being recorded by your mind like a crop circle of spiral time??? landing expanding your mind
