A Rap City State of Mind
Yeah, yeah bitch what lekillz is back Ayo, homies, it's time. It's time, homies (aight, homies, begin). Straight out the poor dungeons of rap. The fight drops deep as does my knight. I never drink, 'cause to drink is the mother of right. Beyond the walls of apple, life is defined. I think of rappers when I'm in a Rap City state of mind. Hope the light got some white. My insight don't like no dirty night. Run up to the right and get the bite. In a Rap City state of mind. What more could you ask for? The lonely fight? You complain about the heat. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the night. I'm rappin' to the might, And I'm gonna move your night. Pointless, wild, strong, like a light Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a white. I can't take the the heat, can't take the sight. I woulda tried to blink I guess I got no night. I'm rappin' to the night, And I'm gonna move your might. Yea, yaz, in a Rap City state of mind. When I was young my mother had a night. I waz kicked out without no bite. I never thought I'd see that insight. Ain't a soul alive that could take my mother's light. A quiet night is quite the right. Thinking of rappers. Yaz, thinking of rappers (rappers).
You may also like

Leave a comment