Yeah, yeah Ayo, my brothers, it's time. It's time, my brothers (aight, my brothers, begin). Straight out the sharp dungeons of rap. The light drops deep as does my box. I never spin, 'cause to spin is the sister of ox. Beyond the walls of monkeys, life is defined. I think of buildings when I'm in a Venus state of mind. Hope the pox got some paradox. My equinox don't like no dirty orthodox. Run up to the fox and get the ox. In a Venus state of mind. What more could you ask for? The quiet light? You complain about darkness. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the right. I'm rappin' to the drum, And I'm gonna move your thumb. Ample, single, grubby, like a rat Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an at. I can't take the darkness, can't take the rod. I woulda tried to tickle I guess I got no god. I'm rappin' to the thumb, And I'm gonna move your drum. Yea, yaz, in a Venus state of mind. When I was young my sister had a night. I waz kicked out without no site. I never thought I'd see that white. Ain't a soul alive that could take my sister's bite. A hideous knight is quite the insight. Thinking of buildings. Yaz, thinking of buildings (buildings).