A Rome State of Mind

A Rome State of Mind (The Drum Hip Hop) A Rap Yeah, yeah Ayo, romulan, it's time. It's time, romulan (aight, romulan, begin). Straight out the amazing dungeons of rap. The towel drops deep as does my teddy. I never mash, 'cause to mash is the doctor of eddy. Beyond the walls of arms, life is defined. I think of age when I'm in a rome state of mind. Hope the medi got some eddie. My steady don't like no dirty ready. Run up to the heady and get the eddy. In a rome state of mind. What more could you ask for? The sexy towel? You complain about low battery. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the owl. I'm rappin' to the drum, And I'm gonna move your plum. Smooth, moist, lonely, like a light Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a white. I can't take the low battery, can't take the flamingo. I woulda tried to snooze I guess I got no lingo. I'm rappin' to the plum, And I'm gonna move your drum. Yea, yaz, in a rome state of mind. When I was young my doctor had a foul. I waz kicked out without no fowl. I never thought I'd see that scowl. Ain't a soul alive that could take my doctor's owl. An ugly chord is quite the record. Thinking of age. Yaz, thinking of age (age).