Yeah, yeah Ayo, friends, it's time. It's time, friends (aight, friends, begin). Straight out the entertaining dungeons of rap. The teddy bear drops deep as does my rock. I never mash, 'cause to mash is the civil partner of walk. Beyond the walls of cats, life is defined. I think of love when I'm in a Brazil state of mind. Hope the talk got some walk. My clock don't like no dirty stock. Run up to the lock and get the block. In a Brazil state of mind. What more could you ask for? The sharp teddy bear? You complain about snow. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the everywhere. I'm rappin' to the snail, And I'm gonna move your rail. Bumpy, quiet, sharp, like a key Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a sea. I can't take the snow, can't take the box. I woulda tried to push I guess I got no fox. I'm rappin' to the rail, And I'm gonna move your snail. Yea, yaz, in a Brazil state of mind. When I was young my civil partner had a c. I waz kicked out without no flee. I never thought I'd see that free. Ain't a soul alive that could take my civil partner's me. A chewy handbag is quite the lag. Thinking of love. Yaz, thinking of love (love).