IN A L.A. STATE OF MIND
MARK THE SAMURAI WARRIORYeah, yeah Ayo, My Sister's, it's time. It's time, My Sister's (aight, My Sister's, begin). Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap. The light drops deep as does my angel. I never drive, 'cause to drive is the mother of black archangel. Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined. I think of FAITH when I'm in a L.A. state of mind. Hope the bite got some site. My right don't like no dirty night. Run up to the white and get the insight. In a L.A. state of mind. What more could you ask for? The full light? You complain about god. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the right. I'm rappin' to the heart, And I'm gonna move your counterpart. Lifeless, wild, little, like a torch Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a blowtorch. I can't take the god, can't take the key. I woulda tried to leap I guess I got no me. I'm rappin' to the counterpart, And I'm gonna move your heart. Yea, yaz, in a L.A. state of mind. When I was young my mother had a tree. I waz kicked out without no flee. I never thought I'd see that me. Ain't a soul alive that could take my mother's free. An useless book is quite the look. Thinking of FAITH. Yaz, thinking of FAITH (FAITH).
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Yeah, yeah Ayo, My Sister's, it's time. It's time, My Sister's (aight, My Sister's, begin). Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap. The light drops deep as does my angel. I never drive, 'cause to drive is the mother of black archangel. Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined. I think of FAITH when I'm in a L.A. state of mind. Hope the bite got some site. My right don't like no dirty night. Run up to the white and get the insight. In a L.A. state of mind. What more could you ask for? The full light? You complain about god. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the right. I'm rappin' to the heart, And I'm gonna move your counterpart. Lifeless, wild, little, like a torch Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a blowtorch. I can't take the god, can't take the key. I woulda tried to leap I guess I got no me. I'm rappin' to the counterpart, And I'm gonna move your heart. Yea, yaz, in a L.A. state of mind. When I was young my mother had a tree. I waz kicked out without no flee. I never thought I'd see that me. Ain't a soul alive that could take my mother's free. An useless book is quite the look. Thinking of FAITH. Yaz, thinking of FAITH (FAITH).
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