Lyrics Souls of Mischief

Souls of Mischief

Enemy Minds

Remember Tabitha Smith

That's been my hard on since the fifth grade

Used to tell me nigga get paid

So we could be chillin'

Knew she'd be a millionaire

Feelin' 'em squares, stayin' up late

Doing her homework

Till he bones hurt

Solid as steel

Real as a day of atonement

Never live for the moment

That's why suckers they couldn't bone shit

Fool that body's a temple

Plus her older brothers just might lynch you

If you slippin'

Dreams of tinted windows in a benz-o

Graduated valedictorian, still smokin' indo

She was a whiz though

And I admire it

Finished up grad school

Now she mob a jaguar too

She never led she'd get maniacal

Kept her eyes on true ambition

That's how she livin' fat

Educated herself

Now she in a rack with six figures

Stacks of cashola I told her

Stay hustlin'

Watch for your enemies

Fool don't sneeze

You might blink for a second

Stay alert they like green berets

Checkin' your traps

With impeccable accuracy

Know where you at & where you be

Now everybody is a victim

If he a idiot I probably got a problem with him

About these women and that (pollyin'?) to get 'em

Maybe end up sorry that you hit 'em

Oh you was trickin' now a part of you is with 'em

I know plenty of those travel many roads

Went to extremes to receive every penny owed

Hella niggas be petty though

They eyes give 'em open and their actions let me know

So why give a fuck

All them answers lead to more questions

And if you're guessin' you's a poor specimen

More death to them

My demeanor changes

When I see the stages

Of a nigga schemin' before I beat him like Peter Gages

I listen to many morons, Let 'em go on

Wonder why they talk for so long they be like so on and so on

I examine who and what I think I know

Everybody's a victim is what I'm peepin' though, so

I hustle with friends

Even tussle with them

I ain't knowin' nothin' but them

Toughen the skin ha ha

Now it's all about your work ethic

In a word check it

In a word check it

Extended Chorus

Stay hustlin'

Watch for your enemies

Fool don't sneeze

You might blink for a second

Stay alert they like green berets

Checkin' your traps

With impeccable accuracy

Know where you at & where you be

Back to the scene of the crime with rubber gloves on

Tryin' to expose the cover up but there was none

So when the fuzz come

We say what's up to 'em

'cause we untouchable & give a fuck

V-12 pushin' like 80

Super sounds of Coltrane stainless

So I don't hydroplane

I kiss my lady and my baby

Told 'em things gon' be straight

Hopped out at the hospital gate

Now I'm a little late

But that can mean everything

Got an urgent page

Jetstream to the scene

Mask & gloves plus (D green?) scrubs

Open you up for the peaking

Grab my instruments and start tweaking this and that

Then stitch you back to near perfection

Avoiding all complications and infections

My occupation, the culmination of strenuous concentration

Lots of lonely contemplation

No time for impatience when you dream makin'

My reward is smiling faces on all my patients

Mobility, ability, to make changes

In a community ravaged by the savage collaborations

Of racists, but y'all can't say shit

I'm a hustle till I drop one day may save your kids

Stay hustlin, what

Legalize hustlin'

Yeah

Watch for your enemies

Fool don't sneeze