Time Machine ft. Edo G. - “Mind in a Spin”
[Emcee(s): Comel 15, Jaysonic, and Edo G.]
[Producer(s): Mekalek]
[Sample: Third World - "How Can You"]

[Verse 1: Comel 15]
Don’t need directions, but I guess [?]
Define protection. I said, “Condoms.” She said, “Lethal weapons”
Crazy intentions? Nah, just how it is when you’re
Paranoid or sedated with sedatives. Can you
Really distinguish what’s real and relative? I don’t
Think that you can because your brains are filled with moral-less/more or less
Less then, more of that thinking that tends to bring out the best
I start to think, “Is it just me or just the friends I’m with?”
At what point in life [?]
I’ll swear to God. Right now, I wish I had three witnesses ‘cause
This is when shit gets deemed ridiculous
I thought I heard it all, but it seems I never heard this
What in the world could possibly make one so nervous? I
Don’t think that you know from your appearance [?]. It’s
The fact that you had on that hoodie since I met you, kid, when
Don’t stay playing beatbox without need not [?] if
I just admit to mute the world. Mad at this mic and fix this
That’s why I always think it’s me that needs this mental fix
My sentence can only be as clear I spit them
I told you before the riffraff, “Usually, you’re absent”
The path we blaze don’t even leave ashes
I had this since our first step, start relaxing
Stop asking me so many questions
I’ve been around the world, but being with you is making me
Feel like:
[Hook: Sample from Third World - "How Can You"] (x2)
My mind
Is in a spin
Don’t know
Where I’ve been

[Verse 2: Jaysonic]
Insecticide and pesticides to keep your produce fresh inside
Armor on my balls and Pine-Sol as dip, I slip inside
Lift a pack of Dutches, lighter fluid—skip the nicotine
I got three on the list: that’s my partner, plus his chick with me. Real-
-istically, my bitch could be tasty, plus her nutrients
I knew she hard, but smart, plus she coming off exuberant
Play your cards right, you might get a chance to stick around
Tell me what you want. Time ticks and I don’t dick around
Strike ‘em at night. [?] bright, I’m feeling alright
Bourbon and coats, turbans and smoke. “Ayyo, get strobe lights”
Cops on the house. About to vomit on her blouse, plus the
Mamas that I browsed got me logically aroused. Here’s a
Little sonnet on how time flies like a comet when you’re
Having fun [?]. The dance floor? I’m on it
Can’t even walk straight. Ready to test-drive the next five
Don’t try that at home unless you’re ready for your next lives

[Hook: Sample from Third World - "How Can You"] (x2)
My mind
Is in a spin
Don’t know
Where I’ve been
[Interlude 1: Edo G.]
Edo G., uh. Time Machine, what? Yeah, yo

[Verse 3: Edo G.]
How long will my
Life last with the enemies I’ve amassed?
It was bound to backlash ‘cause it’s all about
Free cash and stash. It’s a rainy forecast (Yeah)
When everything I do’s under a magnifying glass (Aight)
Plus I surpassed everybody in my
Age class. Yo, the streets’ll make you age fast
Long as I ain’t last (Yeah), I’ma grind out
And if Death is digging my ditch, I’ma climb out
You’re getting beat bad, dog. Call a timeout
Or go hide out somewhere I couldn’t find out
‘Cause when the rhyme’s out (Yeah), it tend to the bring the
Crime and the grime out. Then n***as ride out
Put pride aside (Yeah), humbled myself
To go worldwide. [?]. Look in
Your eyes and tell that you lie (Uh huh) while the outside
Want to conquer and divide
I’ll decide (Yeah) if I’ll be denied (Uh huh). Put you
On your back so you could see the upside. Off
To the side, in the Berry I’ll reside
It’s scary. Don’t get yourself buried—son, slide