Mind of an Eagle

Duration

3:56

Genres

Hip-Hop

Lyrics

Mind of an Eagle [Intro - Xavié] Hmmmmmmmmmmm.... Oh yeaaaaaaaaeeeehhh.... Uh-huh [Verse 1 - Tevyn La'Marr] Listen... First off girl you a bitch, naw i'm 'jk-in' "'lol' 'smiley face' steady textin like we datin like where is this leadin or, where this gone head to? sex and some head to? maybe in my bedroom? you fell into my path so sorry if i misled you, thought we had a future? head ass get the fuck up out my room, got like 3 classes this afternoon, i was lyin but said it so i didn't have to spoon, i ain't tryna spork, spoon and fork dork, i ain't sayin you a whore," as i'm showin her the door, "i mean, we can be friends, i'm sure you'd love to do this shit again, no strings attached we both win," olympic medal finalist, matchin gold skin that corresponds with super sayin 3 Goten, eliminate the 'g', replace it with an 'n' and you can say that she an 8 but certainly 'no ten' teezy. [Hook - Xavié] This is the mind of an eagle, the words of a wise guyyyyyyyyyy, we do it for the peopleeeeee, (everything is great while we blow that illegal, just two in led role, catch the sequel, we speakin to you all thats includin the people flock with the birds, welcome to the mind of an eagle) [Verse 2 - Tevyn La'Marr] It go one two mic check check on the hi-tech, studyin my flow when it's yours you need to dissect, weak nigga flows, Ramen Noodle biceps, *chuckle* you niggas make me laugh like Mike Epps your flow needs a price check, shit a full refund comparin your, Pop Warner game to a D-1 the fuck were you drinkin? that got you thinkin you can stand a chance with any of this swagger, kill yourself, i'm sharper than the dagger, from your heart here i'll show you, well lemme finish dressin then i'll start press start on the controller, let's get this game goin cuz as soon as the ball tips off, it's game over ima dope ass nigga, Frank Lucas lyrics, effectin anybody who can hear it, i'm that dank, a gas tank, explodeds when i'm buy it, cuz everytime i breath i continue spittin fire teezy. [Hook] [Verse 3 - Tevyn La'Marr] i say everytime i breath, i can burn another tree my nigga Nate roll the weed blunt fatter than a tree trunk, smoke comin out the fuckin brown like a tea cup, feel it at yo chest like my hands on yo D Cups, ...but they ain't yet caught you actin naughty in my bed get a spankin, bad mouthin technical foul and a flagrant, you weren't goin for the ball baby that was full body contact, home court advantage so i'll guess that i'll allow that *chuckle* it's not a game, you niggas talkin practice, i stay fresh never perish in my stockin package, ol' busted ass fruit cup bitch, i done robbed you for your dime thats why you haven't fuck since/cents and she the apple of my eye, sweet too, Granny Smith, took her at least 25 to find were here panties hide ain't he slick like the floor wet, accidently fell into yo broad, i told the janitor to do his job man. [Hook]