"Out Of My Mind" lyrics
(feat. Crypt)
Hey yo, Crypt
I'm beginning to think man
We might be too out of our fucking minds to be in this rap game
Ha ha ha ha...
Who's the prophet?
Man, it could have been Vin, but, I get it, man, I'm too psychotic
Dude's iconic
Ain't nobody wanna put him on the track when the music's violent
You ain't ever gotta wonder who's the hottest
Everybody been confused about it
Looking at me like I been abusing chronic
Flowing like an automatic Uzi [*gunshots*]
And everybody caught up in the hype
Ain't nobody following advice, hit 'em with the bottom of the pipe
Panic, and I got 'em in a vice
They don't want a problem on the mic
Making 'em bitter, defeated
I give 'em a criminal beating, I'm leaving 'em dripping and weakened
I flip like a biblical demon
And mission complete when you bitches are bleeding
When Vin is done spitting, I pick up the pieces
And send 'em to the crypt, and bring him in to meet 'em
Then, I'ma give 'em a little peek
Inside of my brain where I keep the same me on a leash
Can't tame me, bitch, I'm crazy
Hotter than the AZ in the middle of an AUD
Now, you speak on my name
Guess today will be the day that I lay you in a grave for a deep sleep
You don't wanna fuck with the guy
Who has a conversation with himself in his own mind
I'm cosigned with myself, hope I never fail
Though I know I will, both minds are the well
I'm psychotic with my thoughts
A bi-product of the demonic lines that I thought of
But, I been working my way up in the game
Taking names, 'cause, bitch, I'm insane!
I been developing rage
Fuck it, I been in my lane, make 'em remember the name
Second, I dealt with the pain
Nothing was ever the same, get the fuck out the way!
I claim today's the day that Vin Jay and Crypt
Murder shit because we're tired of it
So, sit back and enjoy the show
And listen to the minds of some psychos
Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul
Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control
Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold
Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul
Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control
Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold
Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Losing my mind (Losing my soul)
Losing my soul (Losing control)
Said, I'm just fine (Tell I've gone cold)
But, I'm losing control (Everybody)
Put 'em in a cage, he prone to beast
Did it myself, they know that's me
Put him on a track, he stole that beat
They don't wanna battle, man, they all retreat
Vin Jay and me, C-R-Y-P-T
No time for tea, out of our mind, do you see?
Whatever kind, I'm spitting rhymes, we don't even know what flow we going
But, we know that we're going in this six feet deep
Been about the business, been about to kill 'em
Finna get it, till I'm in and out the dealer's
Pull it out, and make 'em simmer down a minute
Everybody better stick around and witness
Fuck around and get a fifth of mine and print it
Bitch, I'm vicious with the sickest lines I'm spitting
Intricate, I'll make you witnesses
This is the finish at the beginning of your inhibition
Fuck y'all, just get up out my throne
Gimme the mask while I kick 'em out the door
Gimme the mic, y'all, Vin's about to blow
Geronimo, bitch, look out below
Losing our mind and losing our soul
I don't even know who's in my skull
But, he's a scary motherfucker that comin' to eat rappers for supper
And doesn't take nothing from nobody, 'cause he his own
Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul
Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control
Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold
Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul
Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control
Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold
Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Everywhere I go
Losing my mind
I'm beginning to think man
We might be too out of our fucking minds to be in this rap game
Ha ha ha ha...
Who's the prophet?
Man, it could have been Vin, but, I get it, man, I'm too psychotic
Dude's iconic
Ain't nobody wanna put him on the track when the music's violent
You ain't ever gotta wonder who's the hottest
Everybody been confused about it
Looking at me like I been abusing chronic
Flowing like an automatic Uzi [*gunshots*]
And everybody caught up in the hype
Ain't nobody following advice, hit 'em with the bottom of the pipe
Panic, and I got 'em in a vice
They don't want a problem on the mic
Making 'em bitter, defeated
I give 'em a criminal beating, I'm leaving 'em dripping and weakened
I flip like a biblical demon
And mission complete when you bitches are bleeding
When Vin is done spitting, I pick up the pieces
And send 'em to the crypt, and bring him in to meet 'em
Then, I'ma give 'em a little peek
Inside of my brain where I keep the same me on a leash
Can't tame me, bitch, I'm crazy
Hotter than the AZ in the middle of an AUD
Now, you speak on my name
Guess today will be the day that I lay you in a grave for a deep sleep
You don't wanna fuck with the guy
Who has a conversation with himself in his own mind
I'm cosigned with myself, hope I never fail
Though I know I will, both minds are the well
I'm psychotic with my thoughts
A bi-product of the demonic lines that I thought of
But, I been working my way up in the game
Taking names, 'cause, bitch, I'm insane!
I been developing rage
Fuck it, I been in my lane, make 'em remember the name
Second, I dealt with the pain
Nothing was ever the same, get the fuck out the way!
I claim today's the day that Vin Jay and Crypt
Murder shit because we're tired of it
So, sit back and enjoy the show
And listen to the minds of some psychos
Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul
Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control
Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold
Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul
Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control
Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold
Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Losing my mind (Losing my soul)
Losing my soul (Losing control)
Said, I'm just fine (Tell I've gone cold)
But, I'm losing control (Everybody)
Put 'em in a cage, he prone to beast
Did it myself, they know that's me
Put him on a track, he stole that beat
They don't wanna battle, man, they all retreat
Vin Jay and me, C-R-Y-P-T
No time for tea, out of our mind, do you see?
Whatever kind, I'm spitting rhymes, we don't even know what flow we going
But, we know that we're going in this six feet deep
Been about the business, been about to kill 'em
Finna get it, till I'm in and out the dealer's
Pull it out, and make 'em simmer down a minute
Everybody better stick around and witness
Fuck around and get a fifth of mine and print it
Bitch, I'm vicious with the sickest lines I'm spitting
Intricate, I'll make you witnesses
This is the finish at the beginning of your inhibition
Fuck y'all, just get up out my throne
Gimme the mask while I kick 'em out the door
Gimme the mic, y'all, Vin's about to blow
Geronimo, bitch, look out below
Losing our mind and losing our soul
I don't even know who's in my skull
But, he's a scary motherfucker that comin' to eat rappers for supper
And doesn't take nothing from nobody, 'cause he his own
Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul
Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control
Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold
Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Losing my mind, I'm losing my soul
Said I'm just fine, but I'm losing control
Look in my eyes, you can tell I've gone cold
Pain in these vibes everywhere that I go
Everywhere I go
Losing my mind
