Birmingham state of mind Yeah, yeah Ayo, bros, it's time. It's time, bros (aight, bros, begin). Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap. The mouse drops deep as does my cat. I never push, 'cause to push is the mate of at. Beyond the walls of sausages, life is defined. I think of ladies when I'm in a Birmingham state of mind. Hope the hat got some rat. My caveat don't like no dirty bat. Run up to the mat and get the at. In a Birmingham state of mind. What more could you ask for? The smooth mouse? You complain about rain. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the grouse. I'm rappin' to the teddy, And I'm gonna move your steady. Crazy, stupid, super, like a book Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a look. I can't take the rain, can't take the angel. I woulda tried to Love I guess I got no angell. I'm rappin' to the steady, And I'm gonna move your teddy. Yea, yaz, in a Birmingham state of mind. When I was young my mate had a warehouse. I waz kicked out without no spouse. I never thought I'd see that house. Ain't a soul alive that could take my mate's blouse. A scrummy towel is quite the owl. Thinking of ladies. Yaz, thinking of ladies (ladies)