Lyrics

[Capitol I-Man: - Verse 1] I come off the head like a toupee in the eye of a hurricane Tha Mexakinz is the clik I claim No shame in my game I flex the verb, wreck words Ready to serve then swerve When I kick my shit to the curb Have you heard the new kids in town Thats not fucking around Putting it down, as well as opponents 6 feet underground The brown! Never to fuck with, wrong ones to be stuck with You'll see me deep with the C.B crew that's who I puff with Enough with criticism I hit'em like full contact My lyrics collapse With the back-hand smack from this bomb track 'Capitol I-man' making sure that you heard it Just gimme a funky track and watch me get off like the verdict [Chorus:] And they wonder why I'm like this Sometimes I'm thinking that i might just Explode on ignorance for not understanding me Then after that plead insanity x2 [Mr. Sinful One - Verse 2:] I got your mind locked down Like prison walls causing crews to fall Victim when i leave'em all (?) like they was tennis balls Serve with no love I show scrubs my team's superior Your boys inferior, i get a (?) son You think your hard I crack rocks like I was Pookie I hand more chin-checks than the headaches (?) Don't risk it, your style's more feminine than lipstick You couldn't come clean jacking off with (?), son Got hoes in fear cause my thoughts (?) They complicated concepts (?) I mack (?) devolpments with my speech I get more bowls than the sacks And more ass than any toilet seat [Chorus:] And they wonder why I'm like this Sometimes I'm thinking that i might just Explode on ignorance for not understanding me Then after that plead insanity x2 [Capitol I-Man: - Verse 3:] And so it's time to get elevated Till thoughts leave brain constipated Seen jealousy, hate it I could never be dominated Remaining in the state of mind Competition wait in line For your analyst causing paralysis I be breaking spines I'm one of too many, any questions: "like who is it?" With the knock,knock Tha Mexakinz at your door paying a visit Coming with it like we did it Submitting hell in the place Puffing a leño & we exit blowing smoke in your face! [Mr. Sinful One - Verse 4:] Mira la mente engaña él cuerpo Él cuerpo piensa qué la mente es loca Mi casco (?) muy fácil cuándo un wey me provoca Sí ellos son aguilas, van á caller tus lágrimas Despierta! Estas durmiendo mucho con la boca abierta Tengo soldados malvados descontrolados en lugares privados Listos para rodarte como dados No te pases ó te mando a la chingada Chillando como una pinche puerca atorada [Chorus:] And they wonder why I'm like this Sometimes I'm thinking that i might just Explode in ignorance for not understanding me Then after that plead insanity x4 That's how we do (How We Do!) Tha Mexikan Crew all up in your area (Plead Insanity!) For the '96 And i'm gone, haha (Fuck them, Fuck them!) Fuck it...