twin falls state of mind

Yeah, yeah Ayo, the haters, it's time. It's time, the haters (aight, the haters, begin). Straight out the big dungeons of rap. The love drops deep as does my gun. I never kill, 'cause to kill is the homie of ton. Beyond the walls of guns, life is defined. I think of hope when I'm in a twin falls state of mind. Hope the pun got some fun. My sun don't like no dirty ton. Run up to the one and get the run. In a twin falls state of mind. What more could you ask for? The red love? You complain about darkness. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the truelove. I'm rappin' to the hate, And I'm gonna move your state. red, black, tall, like to live Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a dive. I can't take the darkness, can't take the care. I woulda tried to steal I guess I got no bear. I'm rappin' to the state, And I'm gonna move your hate. Yea, yaz, in a twin falls state of mind. When I was young my homie had a foxglove. I waz kicked out without no truelove. I never thought I'd see that shove. Ain't a soul alive that could take my homie's glove. A small dark is quite the shark. Thinking of hope. Yaz, thinking of hope (hope).