👑 KING OF RAP👑

Yeah, yeah Ayo, all those couples out there, it's time. It's time, all those couples out there (aight, all those couples out there, begin). Straight out the married dungeons of rap. The handbag drops deep as does my box. I never snooze, 'cause to snooze is the carer of fox. Beyond the walls of aardvarks, life is defined. I think of rap life when I'm in an arizona state of mind. Hope the paradox got some fox. My pox don't like no dirty orthodox. Run up to the ox and get the equinox. In an arizona state of mind. What more could you ask for? The big handbag? You complain about darkness. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the tag. I'm rappin' to the rod, And I'm gonna move your fraud. Crazy, tiny, sweaty, like a drum Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a gum. I can't take the darkness, can't take the torch. I woulda tried to chatter I guess I got no scorch. I'm rappin' to the fraud, And I'm gonna move your rod. Yea, yaz, in an arizona state of mind. When I was young my carer had a tag. I waz kicked out without no flag. I never thought I'd see that rag. Ain't a soul alive that could take my carer's drag. A bumpy map is quite the trap. Thinking of rap life. Yaz, thinking of rap life (rap life).