NY State Of Mind

[Sho Money EMG]

En why state of mind .. Take my time when I rip a track, (track)
Stay Devine, came to shine I'm as quick as flash...
Ain't a time where my mind never thinking fast....
Everything I trash nothing less than a simple task...
I ain't tryna meet the parents I'm just in to smash..
It might seem that when im swearing I'm alittle mad,
Since birth I was kicking back...
burnin herb n my first word was a curse word like Little Jack...
I stomp the streets like I'm Hancock yo...
Have em all afraid to hop the fences like the Sandlot show..
Got these hoes on standby mode... an wit this virgin pussy I fill it in faster than a nerd do a scantron hole...
Whoa...
U see these fellas tend ta stand back slow... So shook cuz I'm off the hook like ya grandpa phone....
Tho... I'm known ta drop verses tighter than ya yoga top...
And solve the issue if it sizzle like some soda pop...
Better show some gwap when u go an cop....
Or this can get uglier than robocop befo the explosion stopped...
And ul get framed snitching to all those cops....
I plant evidence in the crime scene pics after those were shot with photoshop....
Yeah... I toke a lot when in smokin pot...
Drive me crazy i b on another planet like the rover bot...
Get burnt off from the reefer... And mood swings make me seem like a jerk off like berkoff from Nikita....
catch me wit a chick resemblance with Emma frost...
While u beggin for every whore that u ever saw...
Relationships make me sick i don't get involved... I feel I'm better off being by myself an all...
And all these haters I just let em talk ...
Cuz while I'm with these wealthy broads they at home with a heavy slob...
I handle beef like I'm Aaron cross... And the way I get away U would think like I was never born...
Spittin n smokin I set it off...
Like check it dog, the blunt get hit before I drop it like a tennis ball....
... I'm a maniac when Layin tracks...
.. And il make u crash n take ya cash...
I could be a bit grimeey when I'm playing cats..
But mainly that's only if those be people saying trash...
If its that, ill break ya back and invade ya stash, make ya ankle snap and then follow wit a painful smack...
These hating fags can make me mad... I oughta disconnect em from the net an hang they ass with the cable jack....
Nothing but a bunch of phonys....
An as of late in fact I just sleep on em an simply let em fade to black...
Still the same lazy kat and the greatest fan...
Still got my Jeter poster, stacked right next to my sable plaque....
Used to love it when vadar sat till a face was flat
Used to play the horses n watch em from the stable shack....
Now in Layin back, chillin for life...
And il be shining when I choose to cuz this is what I write....