You are the crutch of this disease And I've been locked in your machine Sit here and rot, or break this deal My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed Your state of mind revealed That my love for you was real They say in time wounds heal But I got nothing

I'm in a southern state of mind. No matter what state I'm in, I'm in a southern state of mind." I could be anywhere In my heart I'm always there. I was up in New York City, Just the other week. You shoulda seen the waitress face When I ordered sweet tea.

You are the crutch of this disease And I've been locked in your machine Sit here and rot, or break this deal My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed Your state of mind revealed That my love for you was real They say in time wounds heal But I got nothing

Until you're mine My state of mind I need you next to me Without you here by my side Not gonna be Even close to complete Has kind of got the best of me

And it's all your state of mind At the end of the day, And I say way-hey-hey, it's just an ordinary day I've got a smile on my face, and I've got four walls around me You've just got to say... it's all right. I've got the sun in the sky, all the water

I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster See a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon lace you Just don't whatever you do,

In an outlaw state of mind And there's people all across the land Cut my teeth on Daddy's old LGO And I lost my mind somewhere in New Mexico And TW put a snake on my back I keep a red bar on my si-i-ide And its people all across the land From East

Just might be true The self-inflicted state of mind A one-man struggle beneath the tower I think the clock still exist God just forgot to tap my shoulder I woke up today I wish I felt something The odor of my apathy I want to be the things I see

Cause I'm all messed up Making prefect nonsense Drowning in my doubt too well Going nowhere fast but circles in my mind Another day wasted out of time I can't get out of this Altered state of mind I'm going overboard

My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime Higher than average Lot of cabbage Thank God I never abide by the established Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters Like "Yoo-hoo" with a