Mind Of Mystikal

Walking through the mind of Mystikal No holds barred Still don't give a f**k about ya'll I'm still not the nigga to f**k with busta [Unverified] the average nigga don't f**k with me Fool a nigga in size, ain't much none of ya'll niggas can do with me Typically speakin', I'm not what your seekin' Now vision the rhymes that I be keepin' I f**k 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, y'all niggas ain't ready yet I'm catching my breath, ya'll niggas ain't findin' wind I'm keepin' they momma from tryin' again I done f**ked up more niggas then Henikken f**k, I'm cute as a puppy, you smart as a guppy Now how you gonna f**k me, that bitch get lucky she f**ked me And now that hoe can't stop thinkin' of me I'm thinkin' of much wealth, come tell ya how gettin' f**ked felt Ask them niggas that know me now Even them bitches will tell you i'm somthin else Bitches, they like my good looks But niggas can't stand that right hook They might look but they stay put I done stomped more niggas than Big Foot What I mean is I'm grand, you can't f**k with this peacan man You don't know who I am, you goin' too fast, slow down Tito, damn Nigga, go ring the alarm I came in this bitch and I'm in the swarm My niggas are already armed Were turnin' this bitch into Vietnam Nigga, go ring the alarm I came in this bitch and I'm in the swarm My niggas are already armed Were turnin this bitch into Desert Storm I stick to the left like a thumb tack I hum that to the drum track No wives, tote no knifes Bitch I'm sharper then a pair of Filas See I'm humble, you f**kin 'em right, I'm makin' 'em mumble Don't stumble, hoe I [unverified] the seen it for your f**kin' gumbo When a homie compare me but spare me I'm a rap figure Please never don't dare me, bitch I barely kept an [unverified] nigga I run with the real niggas, they kill, they them ill niggas You best to chill niggas I don't f**k with them run-of-the-mill niggas Here's what you gonna feel nigga Heavy pressure from both sides, as the brain collides I'm tellin' them lip lies, I hang with hip guys I split thighs, bitch don't ask me for shit You get nothin', no tighter than grip [unverified] f**k nigga, don't bother me and try to be and tired of me Walkin' out the hood with more bitches number then lottery Look, I like f**kin' around but I ain't f**kin' with no f**kery Luckily, none of you niggas in here ain't cold enough to f**k with me f**k niggas can't touch that, no [unverified], get the f**k back Fore you find yourself achin' from you a*s crack to your nut sack I run these hoe brand niggas 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 fags like bitches Gold, platnium, silver, copper Any kind of pus*y popper gets wopped or chopped When Mystikal hits that door, now watch Nigga want a big cock, get popped like Hitchcock 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 Nigga, go ring the alarm I came in this bitch and I'm in the swarm My niggas are already armed Were turnin' this bitch into Vietnam Nigga, go ring the alarm I came in this bitch and I'm in the swarm My niggas are already armed Were turnin this bitch into Desert Storm