South's On My Mind

Crooked Lettaz

(yeah yo they sleepin on Mississippi)



(Jack town David Banner Gamma Ray Productions boy)



(Stew pot stow aways)




[Chorus]



Been a long time the South stays on my mind



I'm a grown man and everything is fine




[David Banner]



Nobody gives a damn about my place of o rigin



Jacktown rounds of empty shells left on the ground



Still smokin



I'm hopin to give the kids something back



Instead of wild ass stories about sellin vials of crack



Or bitches and cars, but my state left scars



On my man hood, while y'all be screamin that it's all good



When it ain't never been, most kids move to Chicago



And those that didn't were left hollow



Wit low self-esteem but it seems that all my dreams got crushed



But y'all niggas kept it on the hush



So why y'all frontin on the South, come and get some



Ask your scared-ass parents where you from, you crumb




Chorus 2x




[Kamikaze]



My God, these lyrics hot, you're gonna need sunblock



My verbal's cocked wit ammunition



For you shiesty A&R's who be dissin



You missin, the Southern fried cookin, who you lookin at?



Bustin lyrics from the soundproof straight to DAT



In fact, I'm sick of how you brothers react



My demo says Mississippi but I ain't speakin 'bout no gats



But my raps, are laced wit homicidal tendencies



A Menace like Dennis be, bustin rhymes from here to Tennesse




[David Banner]



Cops rang, my man he done bled to death



And the ambulance done came and left



I'm by myself, with your traces



And my yard you know it's hard, mentally-scarred



Brain-barred little cousin Joe, I done seen the whole thing



I can't seem to get my hands c