london state of mind

Yeah, yeah Ayo, my people, it's time. It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin). Straight out the black dungeons of rap. The hood drops deep as does my knife. I never walk, 'cause to walk is the dog of wife. Beyond the walls of bikes, life is defined. I think of Excited when I'm in a London state of mind. Hope the wife got some life. My saif don't like no dirty strife. Run up to the fife and get the rife. In a London state of mind. What more could you ask for? The big hood? You complain about he died. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the childhood. I'm rappin' to the fone, And I'm gonna move your drone. Red, windy, dark, like a dog Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a demagogue. I can't take the he died, can't take the smile. I woulda tried to run I guess I got no style. I'm rappin' to the drone, And I'm gonna move your fone. Yea, yaz, in a London state of mind. When I was young my dog had a wood. I waz kicked out without no livelihood. I never thought I'd see that neighborhood. Ain't a soul alive that could take my dog's likelihood. A brown mouth is quite the cottonmouth. Thinking of Excited. Yaz, thinking of Excited (Excited).