Got My Mind Made Up feat. Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt, Redman & Method Man
[Daz Dillinger] You find an MC like me who's strong Leaving motherfucker's aborted with no verbal support And when I command the microphone I get deadly as Kahn though With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those Who can withstand, the more power I gain And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your brain Imagine and keep on wishing upon a star Finally realizing who the fuck we are When I penetrate, it's been withstanding, faded Would it be the greatest MC of all time When I created rhyme for the simple fact When I attack I crush your spine My intention to ride, every time all night I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride Breaking in gas with the six-eight all day In and out with my pay I'm soon to count the bodies
[2Pac] So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation So you can be more familiar with the nigga you facing We must be based on nothin better than communication Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations Sorry I left that ass waiting No more procrastination give up to fate and get that ass shaking I'm bustin and makin motherfuckers panic Don't take your life for granted put that ass in the dirt You swear the bitch was planted My lyrics motivate the planet It's similar to Rhythm Nation But thugged out, forgive me Janet Who's in control I'm activating your souls You know, the way the games get controlled Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind Bear witness to the dopest fucking rhyme I wrote Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
[Hook: Method Man] I got my mind made up, come on Get in get in too Let it ride, tonight's the night I got my mind made up, come on Get in get in too Let it ride, tonight's the night
[Kurupt] Well I comes through with two packs Of the bomb prophylacs for protection So my fucking sac won't collapse Cause nowadays, shit's evading the x-rays Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave I wonder if my terrifying tactics of torturing MCs Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra Electryfing like thunder, I'm just too much Rough and raw with that motherfucking poisonous touch I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha fuckin bom-bay You got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind As the deadly vibes spread through your head like sand pine There's no escape, nah I ain't blasting I use my mental to assassinate assassins for those asking Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal villian Laughter enhances the chances of the killing Why is that, cause smiling faces decieve You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe Ya whole camp's under siege and I'm Jason Vorhees In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes My verbal snipe, your vocab on site I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all So all my rhymes hit and split the bricks on the wall Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere The greater rhyme creator on both sides of the equator I rock from here to there to Philly and back To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact Beware set and prepare to enter verbal combat
[Method Man] Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers Like Hitler, sticking up Jews with German Lugers The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle Will be back after this message don't touch the dial Rarely do you see an MC out for justice Got my gun powder and my musket, blaow Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellan Half of my Clan's repeat felons Niggas best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel Ma