A state of mind!

Yeah, yeah Ayo, Lennon, it's time. It's time, Lennon (aight, Lennon, begin). Straight out the big dungeons of rap. The Toys drops deep as does my Guns. I never run, 'cause to run is the Mother of tons. Beyond the walls of Teams, life is defined. I think of Life when I'm in an Indiana state of mind. Hope the ones got some buns. My puns don't like no dirty runs. Run up to the nones and get the tons. In an Indiana state of mind. What more could you ask for? The fast Toys? You complain about Dirty clothes. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the noise. I'm rappin' to the school, And I'm gonna move your fuel. Strong, cool, awesome, like a food Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a brood. I can't take the Dirty clothes, can't take the Football. I woulda tried to sprint I guess I got no fall. I'm rappin' to the fuel, And I'm gonna move your school. Yea, yaz, in an Indiana state of mind. When I was young my Mother had a white noise. I waz kicked out without no illinois. I never thought I'd see that loud noise. Ain't a soul alive that could take my Mother's noise. A wild trampoline is quite the bean. Thinking of Life. Yaz, thinking of Life (Life).