trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse and there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind? Where is my mind? Where is my mind
head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse But there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind [3x] Way
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my drawers Hey boy this is the way the East coast swing it so bring it Man I told you ass Brown-er than James with the Sex Machine shit I keep
old thing back What you wanna see? Baby sing relax and feel him What you give, where you are Where you are, you wouldn't start, oh Is my mind playin'
'd think that I'm wanted Jessie James style, living without laws A rebel without cause, and models without flaws Sound good? Probably is Texted Wiz asking him "where the party is
place I can put you is my home. If you down please givve my your phone number. They wonder where I'm in place, man I go space stick. My momma said get
hood, I feel like boys ain't no where near my caliber I'm years ahead of yall and you ain't no where near my calendar Went from the front, to the back
(when I) (first heard) (criminal) (minded) (I was in...) (damn, where was i? ) (...seventh grade) (battlin' this other emcee) (smokin' a blunt and drinkin
LP so mind your business No jokin', I'm gettin' paid fully You wanna buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody Yo, where's my hoodie? I wanna be hard and
by these new rappers They actors, and the fact is, you want that old thing back Shit... [Chorus] [Notorious B.I.G.:] Is my mind playin tricks, like
the hood, I feel like boys ain't no where near my caliber I'm years ahead of yall and you ain't no where near my calendar Went from the front, to the
OG come out of Paris we gonna have somethin real swole to fold my nigga down in Bam foldin paper, my nigga Poola my nigga Big Poola Mic an we be bout
