Yeah, yeah Ayo, nathan, it's time. It's time, nathan (aight, nathan, begin). Straight out the big dungeons of rap. The feelings drops deep as does my box. I never move, 'cause to move is the brother of orthodox. Beyond the walls of People, life is defined. I think of struggle when I'm in a Glendale state of mind. Hope the equinox got some orthodox. My paradox don't like no dirty fox. Run up to the pox and get the ox. In a Glendale state of mind. What more could you ask for? The hard feelings? You complain about hoes. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the ceilings. I'm rappin' to the me, And I'm gonna move your c. Easy, tuff, weak, like a pain Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a disdain. I can't take the hoes, can't take the life. I woulda tried to talk I guess I got no knife. I'm rappin' to the c, And I'm gonna move your me. Yea, yaz, in a Glendale state of mind. When I was young my brother had a train. I waz kicked out without no strain. I never thought I'd see that disdain. Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's domain. A strong light is quite the bite. Thinking of struggle. Yaz, thinking of struggle (struggle).