You'll never live through the fall

You're too high up (Fresh on the beat)

You're too high up (So you know that shit slaps)

Uh, I was raised in the heart of the ghetto of the soil

Smokin' lettuce and sippin' oil

In the trenches where the gumbo pots boil

You'll get beheaded if you unloyal

They'll bip your car while you in it, you might get glass in your face

Safelife repair, Safelife replace

They carry weapons of mass destruction, you might get erased

They play true or dare, no face, no case

When you the epitome, the epitome, and you the crème de la crème

And your confidence through the roof because you know that you him

You gotta watch out for sleeper agents, the ones in your huddle

They'll stick they leg out and trip you and try to do somethin' horrible

I ain't never been a powerlifter, but the weight, I was movin'

Could take twenty years to build up a reputation and five minutes to ruin it

I don't get it, I probably won't never understand

Dudes goin' all out they way to try to impress a man

Bitch

Mastermind, mastermind

Mastermind, mastermi— (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ma-mastermind, mastermind

Mastermind, ma-mastermi— (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ma-mastermind, mastermind

Mastermind, mastermi— (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ma-mastermind, mastermind

Mastermind, ma-mastermi— (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

It's nothin' to a mastermind

It's nothin' to a mastermind

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The block jumpin' like the combine

The block jumpin' like the combine

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I'm the best thing since paper towels and I flip many styles

I'm a walkin' thesaurus and I'm not square like a tile

You could pull up my resume, check my background and file

When you do your homework, you'll find that I'm cold just like cryo

The career that I'm havin' is rare like Black field goal kickers

I'll retire when I expire after I've made ten figures

Supposed to be thurl, dudes ain't thurl no more, they silly putty

I'm disappointed in a lot of my bros, it got ugly

When they had the ball, they fumbled just like football and rugby

Now they kickin' cans and punchin' the wall, and they look dusty

Now they dirty mackin', talkin' to broads and screamin', "Fuck me"

While I'm kickin' back and smokin' a log and sippin' bubbly (Bubbly)

Mastermind, mastermind

Mastermind, mastermi— (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ma-mastermind, mastermind

Mastermind, ma-mastermi— (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ma-mastermind, mastermind

Mastermind, mastermi— (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Ma-mastermind, mastermind

Mastermind, ma-mastermi— (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

You'll never live through the fall

You're too high up

You're too high up