Dirty Mind歌词
My words are weapons
I use ‘em to crush my opponents
My words are weapons
I never show no emotion
My words are weapons
I use ‘em to kill whoever‘s steppin to me
My words are like weaponry on a record
My words are weapons
I use ‘em to crush my opponents
These words are weapons
I never did show no emotion
My words are weapons
I use ‘em to kill whoever‘s steppin to me
My words are like weaponry on a record
Yo, the rage I release on a page
is like a demon unleashed in a cage
Lunatic, soon as I hit the stage
My mind is like a fuckin stick of dynamite
Once I get behind the mic
it‘s like the wick is lit - you bitches die tonight
My nine is like a guidin light at night shinin bright
My fuckin grip is tighter than my wife‘s vagina, psych
These cock-suckin cops got my Smith-N-Wesson
I guess it‘s time to pick a different weapon, man this shit‘s depressin
But Swift is getting me a new one for a Christmas present
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