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Illmindmuzik
836
Hip-Hop/Rap
Illmindmuzik was released on August 31, 1999 by illmindmuzik as a part of the album Illmindmuzik
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Release DateAugust 31, 1999
Labelillmindmuzik
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

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Ill Mind music, look how we use it
Move shit, whose shit? Your shit
East to West Coast shit, East to West Coast shit
'Cause it's Ill Mind music, look how we use it
Move shit, whose shit? Your shit
East to West Coast shit, East to West Coast shit
This shit hits like car crashes, plane crashes
Head bashers, whip lashes
Listen, it's hitting harder than a stepfather
Earthquake shake 'em out of power
With words that hit like sticks in karate flicks
Hit you in the ass like porno chicks
Hood rats in the hood shake them hips
Stop standing around and get down to this sound
Created to bang up the underground
Never will you ever see a hip-hop masterpiece released with ease
My haters can't get these
Fat tracks in your ears, year after year until the end
It's still revenge
Shit with wings and a heart, my **** cut it sharp
Like dueling on a corner, always run up on ya
Ill Mind music let me warn ya
First hand when that status took, the whole world might get shook
Ill Mind music, look how we use it
Move shit, whose shit? Your shit
East to West Coast shit, East to West Coast shit
'Cause it's Ill Mind music, look how we use it
Move shit, whose shit? Your shit
East to West Coast shit, East to West Coast shit
'Cause never in my life will I ever
Settle for less, I'm much too clever
When I conjure shit so sharp that it severs
The heads of my foes so don't ever
Step with your eyes closed
I might just hit you with this mic in the nose, Ill Mind forever
Mad men, add attention now
Look how they all stand around wanting to get in
So they can try to blend in
Weak minds with the real men, it just don't mix
Like blacks and hicks, now here's a fix of this dope inoculation
Cray digger station, do it to all Ill
Mind till they lose it, till they lose it
Because it's Ill Mind music, look how we use it
Move shit, whose shit? Your shit
East to West Coast shit, East to West Coast shit
'Cause it's Ill Mind music, look how we use it
Move shit, whose shit? Your shit
East to West Coast shit, East to West Coast shit
Creative minds wanna know, where'd you get so much soul?
So much mic control that keeps whole crews back
Means that you can't be black
It's like that and it don't stop
You know the deal, give up your loot pack, got my back
Mad men react like Converse, let's take it to the hoop
I dunk first, now you shoot, you miss
Like a fool with small fists talking
Loud when they ain't saying nothing
So take this and take that, Madlib got my back
Take me to the record store rack
They put me on display, a star one day
Yeah right, only if you play punk and get pushed
Licked down like gays
You can get mushed in the face for days
Ill Mind music taking up all the space
In these last days, in these last days
Because it's Ill Mind music, look how we use it
Move shit, whose shit? Your shit
East to West Coast shit, East to West Coast shit
'Cause it's Ill Mind music, look how we use it
Move shit, whose shit? Your shit
East to West Coast shit, East to West Coast shit
Written by: Otis Jackson
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