nyc state of mind

Yeah, yeah Ayo, bro, it's time. It's time, my brothers (aight, men,let's begin). Straight out the married dungeons of rap. The stick drops deep, as does my leg. I never roam, 'cause to roam is the friend of egg. Beyond the walls of hands, life is defined. I think of darkness when I'm in a nyc state of mind. Hope the keg got some egg. My peg don't like no dirty bootleg. Run up to the segue and get the nutmeg. In a nyc state of mind. What more could you ask for? The full stick? You complain about pain. I gotta love it, though - somebody still speaks for the sic. I'm rappin' to the box, And I'm gonna move your paradox. Wild, smooth, ugly, like a teddy Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a heady. I can't take the pain. can't take the bat. I woulda tried to walk(walk). I guess I got no hat. I'm rappin' to the paradox,(paradox) And I'm gonna move your box. Yea, yaz, in a ny state of mind.(mind) When I was young, my friend had a tick. I was kicked out without no sic. I never thought I'd see that trick. Ain't a soul alive that could take my friend's kick. A little joystick is quite the tick. Thinking of darkness. Yaz, thinking of darkness (darkness)