state of mind
anonymousRealdat35 Plays
•21 Jan 2020
,aright its time to dive deep into our deepthought and into out minds ok ok lets go, Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap The heart drops deep as does my bat I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the lover of mat Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined I think of darkness when I'm in a new Orleans state of mind Hope the hat got some caveat My cat don't like no dirty at Run up to the rat and get the mat In a new Orleans state of mind What more could you ask for? The lifeless heart? You complain about war I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the part I'm rappin' to the rock And I'm gonna move your lock Sharp, pointless, delightful, like a head Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a red I can't take the war, can't take the torch I woulda tried to cry I guess I got no blowtorch I'm rappin' to the lock And I'm gonna move your rock Yea, yaz, in a new Orleans state of mind When I was young my lover had a part I waz kicked out without no art I never thought I'd see that counterpart Ain't a soul alive that could take my lover's chart A wild stick is quite the quick Thinking of darkness. Yaz, thinking of darkness (darkness). yea yea these boys think that i am reading off a peace of paper but they should know i am not a faker so shut the fuck up you hater up i am about to raid your just a faid your never gonna get laid all im doing is getting payed
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,aright its time to dive deep into our deepthought and into out minds ok ok lets go, Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap The heart drops deep as does my bat I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the lover of mat Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined I think of darkness when I'm in a new Orleans state of mind Hope the hat got some caveat My cat don't like no dirty at Run up to the rat and get the mat In a new Orleans state of mind What more could you ask for? The lifeless heart? You complain about war I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the part I'm rappin' to the rock And I'm gonna move your lock Sharp, pointless, delightful, like a head Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a red I can't take the war, can't take the torch I woulda tried to cry I guess I got no blowtorch I'm rappin' to the lock And I'm gonna move your rock Yea, yaz, in a new Orleans state of mind When I was young my lover had a part I waz kicked out without no art I never thought I'd see that counterpart Ain't a soul alive that could take my lover's chart A wild stick is quite the quick Thinking of darkness. Yaz, thinking of darkness (darkness). yea yea these boys think that i am reading off a peace of paper but they should know i am not a faker so shut the fuck up you hater up i am about to raid your just a faid your never gonna get laid all im doing is getting payed
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