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Rejeneration - Mind Game Lyrics



Rejeneration - Mind Game Lyrics




It's a mind game... i-i-i-i-i-it's a mind game

You know they made the industry into a damn joke
And all they talk about today is f*ckin money and coke
And all they rap about now is bags, stacks, and hoes
What the f*ck, it's like intelligence done a backstroke
1 percent talent and 99 percent looks
And issa a damn shame man that that's all it f*ckin took
To dumb down the masses, yo crack a book
Figure out how y'all can write some more intelligent hooks
No wonder why some people lackin' critical thinkin
The world state of mind is in such a f*cked up condition
And you can't expand your brain when the cells always shrinkin
But you know that that's the man's f*ckin number one mission
Cause see, when we all stupid they dangle the bait
Then they instigate rage and they divide us by hate
Give em all an inch and then they take a f*ckin mile
Gun us down, single file, executioner style

Cause issa mind game Without a time frame
Silencin' all they critics, Call it a mime game
When their claim to fame is nothin' but a f*ckin name
How's it makin' any progress when y'all all sound the same

Yo, how you be loyal to an industry that destroy people's careers muhf*ckin' intentionally
You best wake up and smell the payola man, this shit's fixed
Cause issa carnival and the game's f*ckin is rigged
But when they f*ck ya ass bitch, at least the rubber is ribbed
Pleasure through pain, you know that's they bargaining chip
But yo what happened to emcees who actually spit
They say hip-hop is dead, for real rap took a hit
It's like Biggie and Pac never even f*ckin happened
They ahead their time and now people be laggin
Prolly lookin' down at this mess straight up laughin
But I put em on blast and Outkast 'em Miss Jackson
The game got a lobotomy, put rap in a coma
Recyclin' the same words, spewin' granola
You know spittin' smart bars don't get you any fame
Cause the public state of mind wrecked, file a claim
And the only way that you can get some notoriety
Is by blowin' smoke up they ass, that's high society
But the higher you get, the greater the anxiety
Masked by publicity stunts... sufferin' silently
Media and government are interconnected tho
A joint effort to keep yo belief suspended tho
And no one give a f*ck 'less they directly affected tho
The American Dream has been amended yo
Smoke and mirrors concealin' the crime scenes
Domestic genocide disguised by green screens
That's money... cause the more stay in poverty
That's more bags for the top... and that's income inequality
When children stay cryin' cause they don't get to eat
Police brutality, all these mass shootings in our streets
And all these f*ckin clowns say is thoughts and prayers
Yo, that shit can't bring back the damn dead, I swear
Disguising shit helpful when it really be harmful
Two sides of the same coin feedin' lies by the spoonful
No bitch I will not f*ckin silence myself because I speak for the ones who can't speak for themselves

Cause issa mind game Without a time frame
Silencin' all they critics, Call it a mime game
When their claim to fame is nothin' but a f*ckin name
How's it makin' any progress when y'all all sound the same

But lemme say this, Ima switch up the game
And all I got to my name is this pen and my brain
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It's a mind game... i-i-i-i-i-it's a mind game

You know they made the industry into a damn joke
And all they talk about today is f*ckin money and coke
And all they rap about now is bags, stacks, and hoes
What the f*ck, it's like intelligence done a backstroke
1 percent talent and 99 percent looks
And issa a damn shame man that that's all it f*ckin took
To dumb down the masses, yo crack a book
Figure out how y'all can write some more intelligent hooks
No wonder why some people lackin' critical thinkin
The world state of mind is in such a f*cked up condition
And you can't expand your brain when the cells always shrinkin
But you know that that's the man's f*ckin number one mission
Cause see, when we all stupid they dangle the bait
Then they instigate rage and they divide us by hate
Give em all an inch and then they take a f*ckin mile
Gun us down, single file, executioner style

Cause issa mind game Without a time frame
Silencin' all they critics, Call it a mime game
When their claim to fame is nothin' but a f*ckin name
How's it makin' any progress when y'all all sound the same

Yo, how you be loyal to an industry that destroy people's careers muhf*ckin' intentionally
You best wake up and smell the payola man, this shit's fixed
Cause issa carnival and the game's f*ckin is rigged
But when they f*ck ya ass bitch, at least the rubber is ribbed
Pleasure through pain, you know that's they bargaining chip
But yo what happened to emcees who actually spit
They say hip-hop is dead, for real rap took a hit
It's like Biggie and Pac never even f*ckin happened
They ahead their time and now people be laggin
Prolly lookin' down at this mess straight up laughin
But I put em on blast and Outkast 'em Miss Jackson
The game got a lobotomy, put rap in a coma
Recyclin' the same words, spewin' granola
You know spittin' smart bars don't get you any fame
Cause the public state of mind wrecked, file a claim
And the only way that you can get some notoriety
Is by blowin' smoke up they ass, that's high society
But the higher you get, the greater the anxiety
Masked by publicity stunts... sufferin' silently
Media and government are interconnected tho
A joint effort to keep yo belief suspended tho
And no one give a f*ck 'less they directly affected tho
The American Dream has been amended yo
Smoke and mirrors concealin' the crime scenes
Domestic genocide disguised by green screens
That's money... cause the more stay in poverty
That's more bags for the top... and that's income inequality
When children stay cryin' cause they don't get to eat
Police brutality, all these mass shootings in our streets
And all these f*ckin clowns say is thoughts and prayers
Yo, that shit can't bring back the damn dead, I swear
Disguising shit helpful when it really be harmful
Two sides of the same coin feedin' lies by the spoonful
No bitch I will not f*ckin silence myself because I speak for the ones who can't speak for themselves

Cause issa mind game Without a time frame
Silencin' all they critics, Call it a mime game
When their claim to fame is nothin' but a f*ckin name
How's it makin' any progress when y'all all sound the same

But lemme say this, Ima switch up the game
And all I got to my name is this pen and my brain
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Writer: Jennifer Seifert
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 3:28
Written by: Jennifer Seifert

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