Yeah, yeah Ayo, Bro, it's time. It's time, Bro (aight, Bro, begin). Straight out the Bid dungeons of rap. The Dog drops deep as does my laugh. I never push, 'cause push is the Brother of fight. Beyond the walls of men, is the life that defined. I think of Pain when I'm in a Tehran state of mind. Hope the insight got some bite. My night don't like no dirty site. Run up to the fight and get the right. In a Tehran state of mind. What more could you ask for? The Dream Dog? You complain about World. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the log. I'm rappin' to the rod, And I'm gonna move you up. Blue, Cold, lonely, like a Rope Boy, I tell you, I thought you were to find a hope. I can't take the World, l can't take the Gun. I woulda tried to kick I guess I got no sun. I'm rappin' to the odd word, And I'm gonna move you up Yea, bro, in a Tehran state of mind. When I was younger boy, my Brother had a frog. I waz kicked out, because of a danger clock. I never thought I'd see that hog. Ain't a soul alive that could take my Brother's demagogue. A stunning key is quite the flee. Thinking of Pain. Yap, thinking of rain (Pain). Smoking with pain In a tehran state of mind. There's no pain Just a chain, free yourself Or you just locked down in the dungeon of rap