Dangerous Mind
[Verse 1]
I ain't a fighter, but bitch, don't you push me
Not a vagina, no bitch, not a pussy
Ain't got no nines, any clips, or an uzi
I'm jottin' some rhymes that could hit you like Bruce Lee
Gotten the time to collect them, and I'm stockin' some lines
To perfect 'em, I'm not gonna lie, my objective
Is just toppin' you guys, not effective
These provocative lines? Got the message
I ain't stoppin' my grind to address 'ya
Y'all'd be surprised the obsession with droppin' a line in a record
I got the supplies to suppress 'em
Alright, now you got the attention
You got a reply now you bitches be droppin' the dime just to end it
You got to my life, drove a wedge in, I lost all of my guys
All my friends but you might have just stopped my ascension
But end of the line, you ain't win it
They present with intent to offend with the pen
I continue descent and uplift with the wit
Never pretend when I'm rippin' this shit
So again if pen it, I'm rippin' that bitch
It's a figment of this imagination that you have
Kiddies have a fascination with the gats
All this fuckin' saturation of these actors sayin'
That they packin' they shit in they bag
The way that is rap is agin' is so bad
A fuckin' contamination of the cap
Don't care if they act braggin' they rich
Or they rappin' basic, but you cannot say it 'less it facts
Yeah, go ahead and act complacent 'bout your cash
The kids, I'm evacuatin' out the back
Bitch, I'm so aggravated bout the path they takin'
I would rather travel to the past!
[Chorus]
So much anger inside my fuckin' dangerous mind
And it escaped it this time, a cure, you ain't gonna gonna find
Only cure is layin' the rhymes, of which just may minimize
The pent up anger inside my fuckin' dangerous mind

[Verse 2]
In my compositions, killing competition
I could rap with not a fuckin' pot to piss in
I could snap on acapells on a mission
To attack me (blocka, blocka), not efficient
Call me omniscient, trust me, I will sense it
Hit a lot of targets, not a lot of misses
You can't be my side chick, got a lot of misses
Not misogynistic, she messagin' this dick
Time to switch it, muhfuckers, I'm tired of your whinin', bitchin'
Bitch, your lurkin' on twitter cause thy dependent
On just cancelling folks, so you mine and diggin'
Through the history to try to find some shit that
You can cancel 'em for, it supplies adrenaline
And I ain't gettin' it, if I said somethin' wrong, them I'm admittin' it
I ain't letting no pussies getting by with that shit
Try and end me, bitch, revived in a bit
All you fucking dicks die in a pit
Gonna plummet, cyanide from a pit
Lie with a stick, might get a bit rough
I'm defyin' the stigma of the white kids who spit tough
I ain't try in to a be nothin' that I'm not when I spit somethin'
You won't forgive me, flows you envy
Supposed to get me 0s and big cheese, hoes and bentleys
Hope it sends me sent a rose when six feet
Under at least, give me peace, let me know I'm missed, please
Name with the king and the queens like I'm Oprah Winfrey
All the Gs, take no E's cause I won't be empty
I'm at the peace with the demons, no soap would cleanse me
But at least got a reason to flow, you get me? Ah
[Chorus]
So much anger inside my fuckin' dangerous mind
And it escaped it this time, a cure, you ain't gonna gonna find
Only cure is layin' the rhymes, of which just may minimize
The pent up anger inside my fuckin' dangerous mind