Mind Blowin' Lyrics - Singles - Da Brat

Clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands 

To the niggas in the back clap your hands 

And to the bitches in the front with the blunts its time to dance 

So get your ass up out your seats 

And get down to the sounds of the B R A T 

Now me I be she with the funk 

Puttin' the Holyfield beatin on the ass in your trunk 

Now as the rhythm and the rhyme connect 

Its like asthma motherfuckers gasping for breath 

Cuz I'm def so so very its scary 

Never teary and what I kick is necessary 

Cuz bullshit irritates the ear 

That's why I'm here in the clear have no fear 

Don't worry cuz everything is fine 

Just fire me up and watch you lose your mind 

Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do 

On and on til the break of dawn 

See the beats don't stop til the early morn 

Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do 

Its like that and as a matter of fact 

When it come to the brat tat tat tat 

I'll make you neck snap back 

My shit is what the niggas like 

Gangsta as funk is all we write 

Well it ain't got no slang if it ain't got no funk 

And you shit ain't shit if your shit don't bump 

Did it bump nigga you know what you bound to get 

When you fuckin' with dat shit from a so def bitch 

I kick shit in a pitch only cheese can see 

Pack funk like sweeninin pack tallacy 

Its me that Brat so ease on back 

And let me slide on up to the top of the stack 

Fron the westside def side is my crew 

Chant a wicked verse and rip your neck off like voodoo 

My shit fly shit why should I get 

Mixed in a shovel with these other bitches 

Its just me myself my blunts and my click 

Blowin' yo mind with some gangsta shit...oh yeah 

Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do 

On and on til the break of dawn 

See the beats don't stop til the early morn' 

Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do 

Its like that and as a matter of fact 

When it come to the brat tat tat tat 

I'll make you neck snap back 

Come on come all to this funkdafied gathering 

To see what you ain't seen or go where you ain't been 

Its where I take you with my fantastic tactics 

Exciting like gymnastics and harder than mathematics 

I obliviate the mind leaving you in daze for days 

Fucked up by the ways 

I play shit complicated but basic 

I ain't nothing to fuck with and you gotsta face it 

You can't trace cuz ain't no outline you can't out rhyme 

You can't route yours like I route mine 

Energetical funkadelical made for the radio 

Cuz stereo where ever I let it though its on on 

To the break of dawn non stop shit though its straight to your dome 

Don't worry cuz everything is fine 

I'm fired up and you done lost your mind 

Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do 

On and on til the break of dawn 

See the beats don't stop til the early morn 

Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do 

Its like that and as a matter of fact 

When it come to the brat tat tat tat 

I'll make you neck snap back