Letra de Mindstate

[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
I tried to warn 'em now they gonna
Feel the vengeance of the devil's daughter
Horror all because they followed up from sites
So quick in sorrow
There is no tomorrow
Armageddon is gettin' closer, and
Smoking on some green
Thinking of a plan to rob a man
Scarecrow my nigga, do you think that I can do this shit?
Do you think I can get away so smooth after I hit this bitch?
It can be done so all for one and one for fucking all
Who got them 9s? Who got them Tecs? Fuck alla y'all!

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
Psychedelical spirits they spiral inside a kaleidoscope
What would happen if I traveled back in time
And replaced the Ten Commandments
With something I wrote?
The world warfare ended some thousands of years ago
By the rapper Lord Infamous "Scarecrow"
Happiness is not even a option my friend
It is something that you'll never know
Believe superstitious, swarm bees and zombies
Sea monsters and sorcery
Witches, genies, three wishes
Give the Scarecrow permission
Keys to the door way
Further the regions of your mind
I explain the unexplainable myths and times

[Hook: Lord Infamous & (DJ Paul)] 4x
Triple 6 is my mindstate (killa, killa)
Pre-occupied with devil shit (murderer, murderer)
Trying to survive through this crime rate

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
Sittin' on a porch, firin' a torch to the light green
Weed then proceed to my mission as I plot a scheme
Meanwhile the sun set, trees blowing spookiness
Twist the doorknob to my viper, inside was the mask and Tech
So I scooped Koop and Boo
Load up the Tech two with me man
Key for the sellin' is what they got for me
To come a weary saint
Kick some doors, put some hoes
On some mother fucking floors
Give me da motherfuckin' ching-ching
Hoe before you go in smoke

[Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca]
Picture this, picture that
Where your little kids at?
At the back of the alley
Blast 'em with them Glocks and Tecs
Sad to see they killed the nigga was innocent
Though he was guilty they figured
Not knowing that he was a mafia member
A mafia member found tossed in the river
Oozin' his skull, dent in his mug
Blood scattered all over the place, no escape
For someone that saw all they face
None of them got them a murder case
Laying in disguise, get the lies out they minds
As they fly high, wide In the skies
Open they eyes, then they realize

[Hook: Lord Infamous & (DJ Paul)] 4x
Triple 6 is my mindstate (killa, killa)
Pre-occupied with devil shit (murderer, murderer)
Trying to survive through this crime rate

[Verse 5: Juicy J]
Is it Friday the 13th?
Are you niggas scared?
As I cock my gun back
Put a bullet through your head
I spit them dreads
Whatever, whatever
You better beware
The evilest scare
Leave nothing but shells and gun smoke in the air
I got them Glocks
So if you run you'll hear them pop
And then you'll drop
I'll come up on ya and never stop
Till I reach that point
To wipe you out, you hoes and haters
Smoke you like joints
You should have prayed to God to save ya

[Verse 6: Crunchy Black]
It was on a Sunday night a nigga hit Paul back
He said he had a job for us to do to meet him
At the Hardys on the mall to deal mo' crack
My girl beeped me she told me Paul was on his fucking way
Hit me on his cellular phone, he's balling down parkway
Paul rolled up in a Viper mane
I jumped on the passenger seat
And that's when he like started to explain
How we gonna touch these hoes
Shake them hoes
Put 'em in a viper trunk
Roll 'em to our stash spot
And then we cut they body up