Get Yo Mind Right
By J.C. Christian

Verse 1
I know times are getting tough
And the roads in life seem so very rough
Every time you step forward, you fall three steps back.
Fighting smiling niggas off from stabbing your back.
That's the facts of life they don't tell you about
You ain't Tootie...Mrs. Garrison won't come bail you out.
Of trouble. Life will burst your bubble if you let it.
Many niggas fallin by the waist side, Ain't livin to tell it.
Like Pettitte, Clemens, and Bonds, you can fall from grace
Take the easy way out, not realizing what's at stake
Greed will get ya, sellin your soul for that extra cake
But one day you gotta lie in the bed that you make
So make sure you're well rested for the journey
Slow down kid or I'll see ya resting in a gurnee
Cuz life's exhausting, you gotta pace yourself
Amass a bit of wealth, take care your people, make your presence
felt.

Hook
In this world we living's full of pain and strife
There some battles in life you gotta fight
So get yo shit together, get yo mind right.
Time to get focus, get yo mind right.
Obstacles will come while you on this plight
You gotta overcome your struggles with all of your might
So get yo shit together, get yo mind right.
Time to get focus, get yo mind right.

Verse 2
I know it's hard out there sometimes
Trying to squeeze a dollar out of a couple of dimes
While the man comes by, stealing your last penny
Gotcha feelin like Susan Lucci at the Emmys
And they expect you to live off minimum wage
Keeping you trapped in debt, like lions in a cage
Yes, how they do po' folks should be a crime
They know that $5.25 ain't feeding our behinds.
And they say that crime don't pay, but yet and still
You see your homeboys ridin' on them spinning wheels
Chromed out. Flossing "g"'s out. Knowing that they sold out,
Dealing coke, X, and weed out to their own peers
Ya sneering at them sweepin' the floor at Albertson's
Complainin'  about the state that your life is in.
And, I know you feel life's dealt you a raw hand
But you gotta play it, pull out your Ace and devise a plan.

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Verse 3
I know the shit happens in life ain't fair
Seems like ya drowning in the sea, gasping for air.
And in reality, nobody gives a flip
Niggas would stand over you, watch you die just to take your shit.
And we work to the bone living from check to check
Dazed and confused, wondering what life has next
While the world lives material, yet the goal's "keep it simple"
I'm somewhere in the middle, tryin' to maximize potential.
Now I make my mistakes, too, in the past
Putting my trust in shit in the end didn't last
And I thought cuz I did right, that I would get a pass
But then life came by and knocked me str8 on my ass
But you always see 20/20 in hindsight
Learning the hard way, just to see the light
So I'm dusting off my nikes, gearing up for the fight
With the pen and the mic, keeping my dreams in sight.

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