Yeah, yeah Ayo, friends, it's time. It's time, friends (aight, friends, begin). Straight out the super dungeons of rap. The towel drops deep as does my compass. I never walk, 'cause to walk is the aunt of gyrocompass. Beyond the walls of hats, life is defined. I think of darkness when I'm in an England state of mind. Hope the howl got some scowl. My owl don't like no dirty foul. Run up to the prowl and get the fowl. In an England state of mind. What more could you ask for? The stupid towel? You complain about loud music. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the prowl. I'm rappin' to the heart, And I'm gonna move your start. Quiet, tiny, lifeless, like a banana Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a santa. I can't take the loud music, can't take the knight. I woulda tried to shoot I guess I got no bite. I'm rappin' to the start, And I'm gonna move your heart. Yea, yaz, in an England state of mind. When I was young my aunt had an arcana. I waz kicked out without no americana. I never thought I'd see that santa. Ain't a soul alive that could take my aunt's cabana. A super tail is quite the trail. Thinking of darkness. Yaz, thinking of darkness (darkness).