LUDACRIS - Mindfreak lyrics

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Yo it's Criss Angel.

I want to introduce you to the ultimate Mind freak,

The conjurer, the

Abra cadabra, welcome to the Luda show

Ladies feast your eyes on the great what it do you for

Not much to hear me spit it how you live it

Admit it that I'm gon kill it every chance I get it

And I'm too legit to quit it like hammer

Telling my life behind bars like I've been rapping in the slammer

And other rappers slipping like they rapping on banana's

But Luda stay focused like I've been rapping for the camera's

I'm deeper than the mind of

Women say I stay harder than a rock like the rock of Gibraltar

That's why they like to blow me like they put me on a poster

And keep me by there side like they put me in a holster

I thought I told you, Luda's like magic

Plus I steady get them starbucks like magic

So much money that these women won't leave

Plus I got a couple other tricks up my sleeve

'Cause,

It's Cris mindfreak in the back of a rolls

I know magic pooof do away with your clothes

Voila, and for my next trick

I'm in the hood with my gang don't set trip

Rep your side, throw it up like you bulimic

And if you got money like Stevie I've never seen it

Broke bastards, these boys cash less

I'm on that green like Tiger Woods at the masters

I cause disaster like Doomsday

Your whole life is a joke like April fools day

Just kidding with cha, now here's the punchline

I eat rappers every verse thinks it's lunch time

I'm good under pressure, like when it's crunch time

I put your chick in handcuffs like one time

One rhyme will beat your whole damn album

One rhyme will make me sign on the X like Malcolm

The industry is rapping halfway and I'll house 'em

Then skeet off with your girl, guess what, here's the outcome

It's Cris mindfreak in the back of a rolls

I know magic pooof do away with your clothes

Luda, got more magic than in Orlando

And plenty rounds of ammunition like Rambo

Try to compete and get played like a banjo

They really need to stop it like n-ggas wearing sandals

Take another step and get annihilated

I'm on a roll as if my pupils were dilated

Thank God I made it, I'm what they call the best

I rip your f-cking heart out off what they call your chest

I'm a beast with it, disturb the peace with it

Give me a beat and I'll have a lyrical feast with it

Then throw it in the trash and let you finish last

Your life is Scrooge like the ghost of Christmas past

And I'm the Grim reaper, prepare to meet your death

You see me on the tube, now meet me in the flesh

Speaking of flesh once your girl is out of the sack

You can watch me pull a fat rabbit out of my hat

Because,

It's Cris mindfreak in the back of a rolls

I know magic pooof do away with your clothes