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Aceyalone - Lost Your Mind

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[Verse One]
Out the gate, four-twenty minutes late
Sorry about the wait, I was in the back posted
Trees got roasted, and I got toasted
The party gon` still get hosted, let`s go
Grab somebody, stab somebody
I`m just kiddin have a party, laugh with somebody
We gon` break it down whether you like it or not
I got a human beatbox goin block to block
And we gon` kill that noise, chill dem boys
Deal with them toys, good brother what`s crackin?
Open up the candy store and give `em a taste
My name`s Ace, homey you about to get laced
Man!

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Y`all people done lost y`all minds
The thought never ran across y`all minds?
Y`know the good shit`s hard to find (c`mon)
Well this here`s gon` blow yo` motherfuckin brains out

[Verse Two]
Well here we go, two-thousand fo`
And my flow`s still tighter than what yours mighta been
Shoulda took a vitamin, or a Vicadin
Ace is on the mic again, door men invite `em in
This one`s on me, this party here`s free
As long as you don`t make us, bumrush your energy
It`s rum on the house, don`t get dumb in the house
Cause who the fuck wanna have a gun in they mouth
Life is painful but the party is packed tight
Course some people don`t, know how to act right
And for the people`s delight, I`m keepin it wrapped tight
I`m keepin my sack tight - is that right? That`s right

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Now rockin this mic is natu-ral
For me to come weak is not allowed
Livin my life underneath the ground
I control the sound, I hold it down
My name is - Ace One, six foot one
Don`t leave the studio until the mix get done
I do it for kicks, I do it for fun
I do it all night `til the mornin sun
See it ain`t no question of who is that
It`s just the connections of me and my rap
We just too good together baby it`s a natural fact
That when I, touch the M.I., there ain`t no turnin back
It`s like

[Chorus]

[Verse Four]
Now homey`s got a whole lot on my mind
That`s cause I`m always, on the grind
And if I ain`t on the mic then I`m on my own time
Or I could be on one or I could be online
But I`m not a web hog, I`m just a mic hog
I`m fin` to set it off for, all my dawgs
And for the people that believed in me, thanks a lot
I owe it all to you, everythang I got
I`m glad I could be here to open up shop
And glad I made it past twenty-six without gettin shot
I think I done found myself a spot
Right between a hard place and a rock
I bet you don`t think this is all that hot
But you can shake the spot, whatchu got the game locked?

[Chorus]

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