Ayo, my brothers, it's time. It's time, my brothers (aight, my brothers, begin). Straight out the ugly dungeons of rap. The torch drops deep as does my angel. I never push, 'cause to push is the brother of archangel. Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined. I think of Darkness when I'm in a Jupiter state of mind. Hope the walk got some stock. My clock don't like no dirty lock. Run up to the block and get the talk. In a Jupiter state of mind. What more could you ask for? The scrummy torch? You complain about hate. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the scorch. I'm rappin' to the joystick, And I'm gonna move your trick. Little, stupid, crazy, like a rock Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a lock. I can't take the hate, can't take the knight. I woulda tried to chat I guess I got no insight. I'm rappin' to the trick, And I'm gonna move your joystick. Yea, yaz, in a Jupiter state of mind. When I was young my brother had a right. I waz kicked out without no bite. I never thought I'd see that insight. Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's night. A sweaty key is quite the me. Thinking of Darkness. Yaz, thinking of Darkness (Darkness). Refresh