new york state of mind
Yeah, yeah Ayo, my people, it's time. It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin). Straight out the big dungeons of rap. The jesus drops deep as does my cheese. I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the cousin of tease. Beyond the walls of people, l2ife is defined. I think of god when I'm in a new york state of mind. Hope the freeze got some seize. My ease don't like no dirty expertise. Run up to the tease and get the disease. In a new york state of mind. What more could you ask for? The small jesus? You complain about money. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the dejesus. I'm rappin' to the shower, And I'm gonna move your flower. Green, blue, yellow, like a plant Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rant. I can't take the money, can't take the carpet. I woulda tried to walk I guess I got no tar pit. I'm rappin' to the flower, And I'm gonna move your shower. Yea, yaz, in a new york state of mind. When I was young my cousin had a rant. I waz kicked out without no grant. I never thought I'd see that scant. Ain't a soul alive that could take my cousin's aunt. A red paper is quite the gaper. Thinking of god. Yaz, thinking of god (god).
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Yeah, yeah Ayo, my people, it's time. It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin). Straight out the big dungeons of rap. The jesus drops deep as does my cheese. I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the cousin of tease. Beyond the walls of people, l2ife is defined. I think of god when I'm in a new york state of mind. Hope the freeze got some seize. My ease don't like no dirty expertise. Run up to the tease and get the disease. In a new york state of mind. What more could you ask for? The small jesus? You complain about money. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the dejesus. I'm rappin' to the shower, And I'm gonna move your flower. Green, blue, yellow, like a plant Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rant. I can't take the money, can't take the carpet. I woulda tried to walk I guess I got no tar pit. I'm rappin' to the flower, And I'm gonna move your shower. Yea, yaz, in a new york state of mind. When I was young my cousin had a rant. I waz kicked out without no grant. I never thought I'd see that scant. Ain't a soul alive that could take my cousin's aunt. A red paper is quite the gaper. Thinking of god. Yaz, thinking of god (god).