Yeah, yeah Ayo, LeBron James, it's time. It's time, LeBron James (aight, LeBron James, begin). Straight out the delightful dungeons of rap. The rod drops deep as does my Box. I never nuzzle, 'cause to nuzzle is the brother of equinox. Beyond the walls of ladies, life is defined. I think of Men when I'm in a Black Diamond state of mind. Hope the pox got some ox. My equinox don't like no dirty paradox. Run up to the fox and get the orthodox. In a Black Diamond state of mind. What more could you ask for? The pointy rod? You complain about Dirty Girls. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the broad. I'm rappin' to the Sack, And I'm gonna move your pack. Large, Itchy, Burning, like a sausage Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a boscage. I can't take the Dirty Girls, can't take the angel. I woulda tried to wash I guess I got no black archangel. I'm rappin' to the pack, And I'm gonna move your Sack. Yea, yaz, in a Black Diamond state of mind. When I was young my brother had a facade. I waz kicked out without no pod. I never thought I'd see that fraud. Ain't a soul alive that could take my brother's odd. A Rachy Church is quite the birch. Thinking of Men. Yaz, thinking of Men (Men)