Da Brat Mind Blowin Lyrics

[Da Brat]
Clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands
To the n____s in the back clap your hands
And to the b____es in the front with the blunts its time to dance
So get your a__ up out your seats
And get down to the sounds of the B R A T
Now me I be she with the funk
Puttin' the Holyfield beatin on the a__ in your trunk
Now as the rhythm and the rhyme connect
Its like asthma m_________ers gasping for breath
Cuz I'm def so so very its scary
Never teary and what I kick is necessary
Cuz bullshit irritates the ear
That's why I'm here in the clear have no fear
Don't worry cuz everything is fine
Just fire me up and watch you lose your mind

Chorus:
Man: Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do
JD: On and on til the break of dawn
See the beats don't stop til the early morn
Man: Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do
Brat: Its like that and as a matter of fact
When it come to the brat tat tat tat
I'll make you neck snap back

[Da Brat]
My s___ is what the n____s like
Gangsta as funk is all we write
Well it ain't got no slang if it ain't got no funk
And you s___ ain't s___ if your s___ don't b__p
Did it b__p n____ you know what you bound to get
When you f___in' with dat s___ from a so def b____
I kick s___ in a pitch only cheese can see
Pack funk like sweeninin pack tallacy
Its me that Brat so ease on back
And let me slide on up to the top of the stack
Fron the westside def side is my crew
Chant a wicked verse and rip your neck off like voodoo
My s___ fly s___ why should I get
Mixed in a shovel with these other b____es
Its just me myself my blunts and my click
Blowin' yo mind with some gangsta s___...oh yea

[Da Brat]
Come on come all to this funkdafied gathering
To see what you ain't seen or go where you ain't been
Its where I take you with my fantastic tactics
Exciting like gymnastics and harder than mathematics
I obliviate the mind leaving you in daze for days
f___ed up by the ways
I play s___ complicated but basic
I ain't nothing to f___ with and you gotsta face it
You can't trace cuz ain't no outline you can't out rhyme
You can't route yours like I route mine
Energetical funkadelical made for the radio
Cuz stereo where ever I let it though its on on
To the break of dawn non stop s___ though its straight to your dome
Don't worry cuz everything is fine
I'm fired up and you done lost your mind

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