Listen to Concentration OF The Mind (feat. Royce da 5'9") by Prophesy

Concentration OF The Mind (feat. Royce da 5'9")

Prophesy

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

To all my flawless baby mama's, following my baby mama On Halloween, she remind me of my Baby Mama She honestly believe I would leave my Baby Mama She gotta have a body like Amari Bailey mama A face like Lori Harvey great vagina Some real estate an awesome place Is off lakes with office space behind 'em Create so many happy things I call myself divine Flesh is high, Pressure high Running on Ryan Welker's eye There's not a time when I ain't felt divine Even when round the clock I held the 9 Letting the Devil buy himself the time It gets telling when you scale and climb Telling crime, you get the smell of fried melon when you sellin' swine The safe roots that raised dudes they new shelves The great dudes, They abused they use Camaros The nine blew straight through the barrel Through they suit apparel Define cruise they shoot a mural The gift of mental power comes from the divine Be tuned to great power, concentration of the mind The gift of mental power comes from the divine Be tuned to great power, concentration of the mind Concentration of the mind Concentration of the mind Concentration of the mind Look beyond what see bring vision to the blind Life's a chess game, check the board I'm painting pictures like Picasso, that's my word See, I'm the epitome, the pinnacle of rap's throne, The illest, the realest, call me the microphone's own Einstein said, "Imagination is everything," So I dream in verses Left with logic and language, brain waves disperses Write for creativity and intuition, So I feast on knowledge All problems are illusions of the mind, my mental excursus I channel greatness, like Napoleon in his prime Conquering every beat, every rhythm every rhyme No comparison, I'm a carpenter on the board Sharper than Caesar's sword, chop chop, like umbilical cord I'm the alpha, the omega, in this rap saga My rhymes cut through souls, akin to a katana I'm the Tesla of rhythm, electrifying the scene Creating sonic revolutions, a visionary dream The gift of mental power comes from the divine Be tuned to great power, concentration of the mind The gift of mental power comes from the divine Be tuned to great power, concentration of the mind Concentration of the mind Concentration of the mind Concentration of the mind Look beyond what see bring vision to the blind
Writer(s): Clem Mojica, Ryan Montgomery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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