Mind of Maniac Songtext
von Boosie Badazz

I done showed the world
Now, we finna wrap it up, ya know what I′m sayin'? (Send somebody out, me-love, ha-ha)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (maniac, maniac, maniac)
What part of real you niggas don′t understand?
(In it, in it, in it, I'm stranded, I'm here too, nigga)
Lemme talk to y′all before we leave (let me tell you, ha-ha)

I keep a gat ′cause niggas murder, got a bad habit
Of purple in the studio, I murk ya, I'm comin′ mane
I swear to God I'm thuggin′ hard, trill niggas deal witcha
Big Glocks off top, we ain't stuntin′ mane

We street niggas, we eat niggas off tracks from Mouse and B
You better be 'bout ya bread, you talk to me
Mom, you wonder why ya child's so bad
Because the fuckin′ body bags done hypnotized my ass, it′s deep

Holdin' on to this money mane, I gotta get it
Choppers and a Glock .40, play with me, you get ya issue
Wrap ya dick up, ′cause ya dick will have the hiccups
You're rich if ya marry a bitch, get a prenup
(I ain′t go no mind)


Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga) (ain't go no mind)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga)

Thug life, that′s all we know
So we grow into some beasts when we can let off them leeches
We go and get it, get ya weight up
And when them camera flash, you ain't never gotta ask
"It's that′s Boosie badass", straight up
I ain′t just running the south, I ain't runnin′ my mouth
Spade for spade, I'm the realest nigga out

Know what I′m talkin' ′bout, my niggas let Joc out
Jealous 'cause we fresher than rest of them, fellas done stick together (stick together)
Gotta have alarms, locks, I, can't trust nobody
I, gotta keep a Desert Eagle, nigga know I got it

Heart full of fuckin′ pain, ′cause I'm tired of gettin′ stabbed
And grabbed by all these the motherfuckin' crabs
I laugh and maintain, don′t switch the game plan
And fuck the police, they bring us no peace


This the mind of me (Boosie boo)
So much shit goin' on where I roam, how I′m gonna find some peace?
They say I'm a role model, but I'm not a role model
Gotta smile when I ain′t gotta, tired and still holla
I′m a boss, so I go off, know I like to show off
On the road of riches, gotta murder these niggas (ain't got no mind)

Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga) (ain′t got no mind)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga) (who is a badass?)

We holler, "Fuck cops!", if we fall off with this rap mane
It's back to the trap to bust blocks
Man who can I trust not? Nigga fuckin′ up the game
It's down to momma pain, and CEO′s and main mane

Gon' be in the chain gang, these niggas don't stop playin′
From niggas, and bitches, yes sir, I got game
God cursed me with diabetes, I feel like I′m insane
You ain't from the hood and you don′t deserve it mane

In the streets, they murder mane, and Boosie he a target
So me I got my .40 when I'm shittin′ on the toilet
I'm paranoid, starin′ hard to get ya ass hit (look at him, look at him)
Four or five chains ain't never had shit

Fuck a bitch, she wanna mingle, ha, she want my jingles
One hit wonders gettin' rich off a single
What′s happenin′ Michael Vick? Don't snitch
Tell that judge "He killdeers" and it′s real
(Ain't got no mind)

Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga) (ain′t got no mind)
Welcome to the mind of a maniac (street nigga, street nigga) (yeah)