Yeah, yeah Ayo, Bob, it's time. It's time, Bob (aight, Bob, begin). Straight out the stupid dungeons of rap. The pain drops deep as does my money. I never leap, 'cause to leap is the nephew of gunny. Beyond the walls of goblins, life is defined. I think of pain when I'm in a chicago state of mind. Hope the disdain got some strain. My vein don't like no dirty plane. Run up to the domain and get the train. In a chicago state of mind. What more could you ask for? The delightful pain? You complain about deep pain. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the domain. I'm rappin' to the apple, And I'm gonna move your chapel. Greasy, hairy, meaty, like a light Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a white. I can't take the deep pain, can't take the banana. I woulda tried to smile I guess I got no anna. I'm rappin' to the chapel, And I'm gonna move your apple. Yea, yaz, in a chicago state of mind. When I was young my nephew had a bunny. I waz kicked out without no honey. I never thought I'd see that blini. Ain't a soul alive that could take my nephew's gunny. A bumpy flamingo is quite the dingo. Thinking of pain. Yaz, thinking of pain (pain