Audio Push

Audio Push - Mind Trap lyrics

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Ft. Vince Staples & Casey Veggies

(Hook)

How it feel to be a black man

Wit yo fists in the air tryin' to fight fo' yo rights

How it feel to be a nigga

Wit yo finga on the trigger, put a price on his life

How it feel to be a broke boy

Ain't a thing in the bank and a stain on his Nikes

And how it feel to be richer

When erry muthafucka tryin' to get a dime, open up yo mind

(Verse: Vince Staples)

Fucking raw like a luva

Shooting out the car like a busta

Same old G like my father and my mother

Sherm sticks burn like perms, shit

She used to swoop me in her Granny bucket

We was fuckin', she was busting

Asking why I'm busting?

Niggas thugging 'why ya neva go to class or nothing?'

I ain't need it, why yo daddy actin' like ya tweakin'

Cause he feening, why ya asking all these fuckin' questions?

Lie impressions durin' adolescence

In the pen, crip and blood just a point of reference

But I'm still sayin' cuz like we killing something

Dreamed of killin' somethin' then I did it, can't fo'get it

Calling women bitches got me treatin' momma different

Intermissions, rhymin' in my mama's kitchen

I'm ain't tripping, hell is waiting, let the karma kick in

But I'm just tryin' to kick it, baby slow it down

(Hook)

(Bridge x2)

Niggas slow down, ya moving too fast

Just might crash, might burn

Open up yo mind, take yo time

Baby betta wait yo turn

[Verse 2: Oktane]

It go follow, the pretty girls follow

Them down home women and them city girls follow

That old lady thinkin', stealin' so she gon' follow

Photoshop it till they double-tap it, they gon' follow

Yeah that's all they're looking for

"Scroll up, can she roll up? Yeah", good to go

Hardly got it flowtin' but you're lookin' tho'

That's how it is, get it how ya live

Gotta change it but nothing changes

Until ya plan it and rearrange it

They call us niggers

What if I say I don't take offence to it

What if I told ya I don't cringe to it

What if I looked whoeva said it in his face and said

Yo kids luv my shit iPod's proof

I'm that nigga, check yo kids music

Life lessons

I humble up and erry time I stumble up

I'm just that lyin', that ain't cryin', while I bust the jungle up

Kelly taught me that some friends are only temporary

And belly told me that my lil sister's lookin' at me

I tell ya how it feel

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Price)

Open up yo mind, we from the West Side, we born to ride!

They set us up fo' demise, it's time to rise

Am I a black king cuz I'm full of pride?

Or am I nigga cuz I like my chicken fried

My girl would think her thighs are tin to ride

Hide me while I'm gettin' high

My cousin dided, that left me sick inside

96, barely six banging hypnotize

Singing Biggie, Biggie, damn, I miss my cousin Sid

He said that every time I rap, neva gon' get tired of that

Counting racks wit my pack

That's where ya can find me at

In the cut cuz it's too many niggas switchin' up

When ya up they luv ya

But when ya down they don't give a fuck

I tell ya what, ya think ya turnt cuz ya got put on

But what is ya doing to put yo hood on?

Was the young nigga wit the hood on

Hands in my pockets clenchin' until I realized we was all dying fo' nuthin'

So let me ask ya sumethin'

(Hook)

Bridge x2)

(Verse 4: Casey Veggies)

I got my hoodie on like Trayvon

They lettin' people get away wit them hate crimes

Police shot em, how was there no witness? It was day time

Way this shit goin' it's like racism still alive

Come as ya are and represent wit yo life on

Young black kings just shinin' wit our ice on

On stage telling ya life story, keep the lights on

Y'all been eating but my people, we would like sum'

The youth need hope, the inspiration, they could use it now

I bump yo music when in doubt or when I'm feelin' down

A lot on my mind, I still try to use a smile

Just sum' young hot boys, they treat us like sum' juveniles

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