Midwest Mindset

(James Horn)

Hungry up and comimg artist. Displaying hard hitting unheard bars. Representing the midwest and the skills attributed from the area.

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Out the Midwest 
 
Real as it gets 
 
Coming correct with with this clean dialect  
 
Dont hear me sneeze but know that im blessed  
 
Whatever the deal they know im the connect 
 
Hear the requests as they cheer for the best 
 
Skillset on record call up guinness 
 
Not here to play games strictly business 
 
I'm running through tracks don't mean fitness 
 
If you want an enemy i turn malicious 
 
If you one of the team you get commitment 
 
No matter what you need  
or troubles you foresee 
if you calling guaranteed im there with a quickness 
 
Terminal sick spit  
deadly when i rip Scripts  
Feed me beats eating rappers like picnics 
 
trick wants a treat i'll send her a dick pick 
 
Smacking mc's only time you made a hit list 
 
(Chorus) 
we hot box  
hit blocks 
 times up 
 tick tock  
green light  
no stops  
game spitting 
 big talk 
 
I'm the un signed  
on top  
street smart  
hard knocked  
midwest 
 big shot  
game running  
don't walk 
 
I fixate on the hate just to motivate 
 
See the looks on their face when i detonate  
 
Step up on stage and i captivate 
 
Name so big they just gravitate  
 
Apart from the pack let me separate  
 
If legends never die im forever great 
 
You're a pussy only flow when you menstruate 
 
you imitate I innovate  
 
my bars so hot they incinerate 
 
Been too wild to domesticate 
 
You've been too bitch to emasculate  
 
I'm always spitting facts never fabricate 
 
Foot on the gas i accelerate  
 
Shifting my drive i never break  
 
Asking where i thrive and originate 
 
Proudly reply the show me state 
 
(Chorus) 
Where we hot box  
hit blocks 
 times up  
tick tock  
green light 
 no stops  
game spitting 
 big talk 
 
I'm the un signed  
on top 
 street smart  
hard knocked  
midwest 
 big shot  
game running  
don't walk 
 
Stopped letting opinions dictate my goals  
 
So when they call me a dick i begin to crow  
 
Wear the shoe if it fits no foots exposed 
 
Too many snakes in the grass and yard needs mowed 
 
Fuck a lane i own the road 
 
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© James Horn 2021