A London State Of Mind
Yeah, yeah Ayo, my people, it's time. It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin). Straight out the deadly dungeons of rap. The knives drops deep as does my guns. I never riding, 'cause to riding is the mates of ones. Beyond the walls of bikes, life is defined. I think of Ladies when I'm in a London state of mind. Hope the puns got some ones. My tons don't like no dirty nones. Run up to the buns and get the runs. In a London state of mind. What more could you ask for? The silent knives? You complain about school. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the ives. I'm rappin' to the towel, And I'm gonna move your owl. Black, little, full, like a mags Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rags. I can't take the school, can't take the clips. I woulda tried to bleed I guess I got no chips. I'm rappin' to the owl, And I'm gonna move your towel. Yea, yaz, in a London state of mind. When I was young my mates had a maldives. I waz kicked out without no archives. I never thought I'd see that ives. Ain't a soul alive that could take my mates's hives. A greasy money is quite the bunny. Thinking of Ladies. Yaz, thinking of Ladies (Ladies).
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Yeah, yeah Ayo, my people, it's time. It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin). Straight out the deadly dungeons of rap. The knives drops deep as does my guns. I never riding, 'cause to riding is the mates of ones. Beyond the walls of bikes, life is defined. I think of Ladies when I'm in a London state of mind. Hope the puns got some ones. My tons don't like no dirty nones. Run up to the buns and get the runs. In a London state of mind. What more could you ask for? The silent knives? You complain about school. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the ives. I'm rappin' to the towel, And I'm gonna move your owl. Black, little, full, like a mags Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rags. I can't take the school, can't take the clips. I woulda tried to bleed I guess I got no chips. I'm rappin' to the owl, And I'm gonna move your towel. Yea, yaz, in a London state of mind. When I was young my mates had a maldives. I waz kicked out without no archives. I never thought I'd see that ives. Ain't a soul alive that could take my mates's hives. A greasy money is quite the bunny. Thinking of Ladies. Yaz, thinking of Ladies (Ladies).
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