Make Your Mind Up

Take your time, recline, and make your mind up

Take your time, recline, and make your mind up

Hieroglyphics is gonna twist a kid's cerebellum

If he lives, then I tell 'em, I'll leave his head swellin'

When tellin' fellas about the five-six

Live, it's me investigatin' fly chick's privates

I got a plan, I got a plan, a strategy

Adam be mad a G, mad at me 'cause I got a fatter salary

Actually, you will be cookin' like bottom ramen

Never top, 'cause you'll never stop the atom bombin'

Hiroshima, Nagasaki, don't copy

The manuscript, man you slipped, you're sloppy

Joe Schmo, never no more, I'm clever and you're

Never gonna score 'cause I'm sure I'm better and pure

Like cannabis, and if it's possible I'll drop a new

Line with the lyrics, live is the spirit

And soul, I got plenty in me, eeny-meeny-miny-mo

Slo-Mo, approach with yo' ho, yup

'Cause I'm the man, and you can read it in Genesis

A-D-A-M, the A-P-L-U-S

One and the same, runnin' the game on fly chicks

Real tight, so they feel right with the five-six

And it's like that, and that's how it is, G

The skins I cross get tossed like a Frisbee

Search and find lines of life in my scripture

Screens make me seen, so the keen get the picture

Take your time, recline, and make your mind up

Take your time, recline, and make your mind up

Eruptions, and busting, when I'm thrusting, cuts men

Into microscopic particles, molecules, atoms

Attack 'em, hack 'em, never slow, never slack

I'm invincible now what about the flow is intense at fools

Who know not, flow not like this wizard

Ya play with it, fiddle

Widdle a hole in ya throat and pull out ya gizzard

Trachiotomy, I slaughtta the watery-weak

Your slip-snares are sloppily geek

Niggas tweek when I speak, they retreat

Rethink what was spoken and then repeat

My feat of inhuman capabilities, rape and pillage emcees

Then I kill emcees, who have no style