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Lost Your Mind lyrics
[Verse One]

Out the gate, four-twenty minutes late


Trees got roasted, and I got toasted
Sorry about the wait, I was in the back posted


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!




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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




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[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


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[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


I think I done found myself a spot
And glad I made it past twenty-six without gettin shot

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?



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