Life In Bondage [The Mind of Robert Cooper]

[Hook] 2x
I was only thirteen as my mom's passed away
Had to face reality, hey
Me feel what do you mean, gots to get finer things
Stick closer to my dreams, hey

[Verse 1]
My mind is not unwilling, I'm day dreamin' out the window
Say stepfather please don't hurt my mother, torture, murder
I heard about this story of this lady's burnin' bed
Oh Lord I'm just a kid inside my head, I meditate myself
Won't you come on in, let 'em die tonight
Tonight I know it don't sound right
But see Crown is bout make it fine
And man why? AlI because he wanted that whole life
And that's not nice when his mother was (?)
Stayin' in our two bedroom house, so many blues
State 5-0 forces crew there too, they goin to get my favorite shoes
Cool? Nawl when my oldest brother sports my drawls
Cracks in the walls when we walk the family picture falls
Now tell me what's gon' happen next? They say I'm stressed
Put tape across my chest is just a process of a lunatic
Caught up, wait up, hold up, I'm tired of runnin'
Nigga I'm young, man something's wrong
My life in bondage got me wonderin'

[Hook] 2x
I was only thirteen as my mom's passed away
Had to face reality, hey
Me feel what do you mean, gots to get finer things
Stick closer to my dreams, hey

[Verse 2]
M-zzz-e ain't no bi-zzz-tch please excuse me for my fre-ench
But some wrong with this picture's gettin' thick, it's gettin' smeary
I'm hearin' stepdad creepin' by the fire, she didn't mean it
But what about her kids, see we saw as he was seein' Jesus
Come in, come in, come in, won't you give me a test
Oh Lord you got me paranoid so now I'm wonderin'-in'
To call the fed-eds
There goes another nigga beside the head
Reminiscin' on a play that he said
Now my mom finna go to the med yeah
Sweatin' by the minute, by the sec-sec-sec, I'm sw-sw-sweatin'
Now that she's in critical condition, things gettin' he-e-e-ectic
Protect my mom, please prote-te-tect my mo-o-o-other
Cause Koop don't wanna go and live in the g-g-gutter
My little sister, little brother, so little do they know
Look, how I'ma tell 'em that their love is never comin' home?
Come along, lettin ya know what's wrong with us
Mother walk right through the door
The Koopsta could die

[Hook] 2x
I was only thirteen as my mom's passed away
Had to face reality, hey
Me feel what do you mean, gots to get finer things
Stick closer to my dreams, hey

[Beat Change]

[Hook #2]
If you ain't from Texas
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Tennessee
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Mississippi
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Louisiana
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Georgia nigga
(You ain't from the south)
South Atlanta and North Atlanta
(You ain't from the south)
Alabama and Florida nigga
(You ain't from the south nigga)

[Verse 1]
Agonize 'em, house of pain, basses flowin' through my veins
Hear some knocking, something strange
Could it be them bitches mane?
Know that ain't the mane, let the metal rain, rain
Got twenty shells breakdance that's how we do it in the south
Watch your mouth, sayin' that we country, you offendin' me
The Koop from the city, Memphis, abbreviated Ten-a-Key
Could it be the sounds on this beat that's gon get me rich?
Easy as me back on yo ass like the sun bitch
Bustin' nerves, (?), dirts on the shirty shirrt
Fuckin' with you lemons
I done dropped my dope up on the curb
Mega shirrt ain't gon' lie, this shit right here been some fire
Koopsta soarin' in the sky, high, while I'm getting high
South side up in this hit, North Memphis run this shit
Droppin' the shit for the (?) n
Ow tell me what could be better biatch
South, we ride, we ride, sou-south side, we ride, we ride YEAP

[Hook #2]
If you ain't from Texas
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Tennessee
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Mississippi
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Louisiana
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Georgia nigga
(You ain't from the south)
South Atlanta and North Atlanta
(You ain't from the south)
Alabama and Florida nigga
(You ain't from the south nigga)

[Verse 2]
Hoe why these bitches quick to jump
To get they motherfuckin' head bump
I popped my trunk
And then I blast them tr-izz-icks with my pump
Here because of the shit that a nigga had committin'
When I hit 'em from the night before
Cause then I sworn I had to take them bustas to the morgue
So sweaty loc, I have to go out like Charles Manson
The Koopsta committin' evil shit with the mind of (me)
A motherfuckin' hard lead, nervous in the head
And yeah it's gonna be another nigga dead
Twistin' on my (blunt) while I'm loadin' up my milli rounds
So we can gonna spray and buck these busta bitches down
Oh cause I'm really, really tired of hearin' babbage shit
So let me hit them tricks and label this your crucifix
The Koopsta from the Ville where the gangsta shit for real
My type of killa leave you burnin' in the cornfield
Because yo ___ got you niggas thinkin' you damn hard
I break ya apart and have a ritual in the fucking park

[Hook #2]
If you ain't from Texas
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Tennessee
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Mississippi
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Louisiana
(You ain't from the south)
If you ain't from Georgia nigga
(You ain't from the south)
South Atlanta and North Atlanta
(You ain't from the south)
Alabama and Florida nigga
(You ain't from the south nigga)