Album Cover South's On My Mind

South's On My Mind

Crooked Lettaz

4

(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