Man Reg I don't know if I can this shit anymore man. Finna go holla at God playa. (What?) I gotta do this man, I don't know if I can do take physchical shit man. (What you talkin bout man?) Gotta go holla at god playa (Not till you high man). It's time to do this man (What you talkin bout). It's time to do this (What, what,what?)
-Gold-
Takin all yall lives, tired of livin this way/ Days are short and nights are cold, this shit is ruff but when ya olda' walk ya life without a rolla'/ Got this world on ya shoulders, Lay tell me why it's like this/ Nobody cares or what/ Heard my partner blow they brains out, tryin ta find God/ Holy wars light ya heart, valley drive left for bones, dead, gone/ Choked at blown point hittin on the stone/ Where did he go wrong? I don't know, he just let it go/ Life is 5%, livin in 95 is in, fa sho. Half fa show/ Chasin dope, 24 until ya gone, raised with time/ Front line, let my shorties know I tried/ She said "Daddy always loved ya, but this world got me twisted"/ See my homies died at Vietnam/ Lord is ya listenin free my seige from this curse, that ya put up on this Earth/ Weed and Hennessy's my blood line, livin a life of crime/ Doin time, cuz I'm black, scandelous, thats why I pack the nine/ Nuttin ya loose cuz the rules don't apply for me and you/Got Mo Thugs caged up in the Cleveland city zoo/ All the weed on this Earth couldn't free my mind, Duke
-Meneski-
Ya, woke up mad as fuck/ Ready ta heat the world up/ Gotta free my mind/ Hollow points cuz I'm buckin down/ I aint got no job, I'm forced to rob/ Gatta get my cash/ Meneski ready ta smash/ Mo Thug to the day that I die/ What niggas always stay high/ Never woke us, on the Loc-est nigga in the crew/ Mo Thug takin over the north to the west/ Uh huh, my niggas from watchin me, ta stop, cuz I'mma stay heated n weeded at all times/ On the grind, gatta push my nine, for the mind
-Gold-(Meneski)-Chorus-
Sometimes you need some weed to let your mind be free/ The problems of the day got you killin for a G (Ya)/ And the youngstas of the day sippin fifths of Hennesy (Ya)/ It's my life, not your life, so let mines be/ We all gone die, so let my mind be
-Scant Bone-
Well I'm livin my life the best way I can man/ I heard dat everbody tryin ta get whut they can get, n shit/ N thats livin they life, n hopin everything alright n thats a no-no/ Its not comin that easy, so lets get down n dirty, hurry/ The mans not waiting for us/ N trust he will reveal the meaning, betrayal/ We can tell hes lying, n trying to do us, n screw us/ But no Scant aint takin no moe, cuz Scant aint takin no moe, Scant aint takin no mo...fa sho
-Quazz-
Deez, Mo Thug come to claim a place in history/ In the time when our race is common place/ The Pyramid of Eternal Thugs stay furm in time for you erase your perfect state of mind/ If you think Mo Thug will stand the test of time/ Black mothers and fathers its time to teach your kids to grow up happy n have more asperaction then you did!/ Now follow me to the land of thugs, disciples take he the streets with a bible/ With nothin but thug desciples, stronger than the AK rifle/ Clear your mind from demons, to all my niggas locked up in the prison pod/ Cuz the things you think are trials from, are really a test from God, from God
-Chorus-
-Layzie Bone-
Free your mind..../ Better get your life back to the lord, cause we done partied overtime/ Free your mind..../ Time is tickin as we speak, so I just figured I'd drop you/ Could it be on the race against the clock/ Top notch, bein dropped, lil nigga from the Glock-Glock/ And when I turn General, criminal minded/ Livin life time til the law stop, nigga peep the plot/ Everybody on the money thang, pin it/ It aint even no morals, livin in the land of Heartless fa sure/ Cuz I gatta get mine n you gatta get yours/ Lets even the score, free my mind/ We be them starts that never shine/ Underestemated like I'm blind, but I bet you I pass my test of time/ And I got my, I got my souljahs with me/ And I really know this aint how its supposed to be, so I keep my pistol close to me/ Who the host'll be? Mo Thug!/ We soulajhs to the front/ Smokin on bluts at the first of the month/ Its over n done done/ 99 outta 100 times/ I'm succedin, smokin weed n, recheif-in', livin on the deep end, creepin, swisha sweet-in', green leaf-in'/ And I'mma smoke my weed, set my mind free, my mind free/ While keepin all these hatas, right behind me, tryina blind me
-Chorus-
-Gold-Outro-
All my real niggas feel me on this one. Freddy G, Kurky Kurk, Jeffy Jeff, Tuche we keepin it reall baby. My nigga Lil Lay, Meneski, Quazz, Scant. You know what it is baby uh this shit don't stop. Keep it uptown ,ya uh. This shit don't stop.
Recorded for the Gold album In A Race Against Time