Yeah, yeah Ayo, Bob, it's time. It's time, Bob (aight, Bob, begin). Straight out the slippery dungeons of rap. The banana drops deep as does my teddy. I never drive, 'cause to drive is the brother of medi. Beyond the walls of drums, life is defined. I think of people when I'm in an Oslo state of mind. Hope the heady got some steady. My eddie don't like no dirty eddy. Run up to the ready and get the medi. In an Oslo state of mind. What more could you ask for? The crazy banana? You complain about loud music. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the piano. I'm rappin' to the fairy, And I'm gonna move your dictionary. Big, stunning, cool, like a light Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a white. I can't take the loud music, can't take the knight. I woulda tried to eat I guess I got no night. I'm rappin' to the dictionary, And I'm gonna move your fairy. Yea, yaz, in an Oslo state of mind. When I was young my brother had an arcana. I waz kicked out without no anna. I never thought I'd see that piano. Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's americana. A crazy mouse is quite the grouse. Thinking of people. Yaz, thinking of people (people).