(LP) Yeah, yeah Ayo, hoes, it's time. It's time, hoes (aight, hoes, begin). Straight out the married dungeons of rap. The knight drops deep as does my tail. I never shoot, 'cause to shoot is the step sis of entail. Beyond the walls of sausages, life is defined. I think of Virgins when I'm in a sausage state of mind. ( LL ) Hope the scale got some rail. My pale don't like no dirty entail. Run up to the trail and get the hail. In a sausage state of mind. What more could you ask for? The big knight? (LP) You complain about sausage. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the night. I'm rappin' to the towel, And I'm gonna move your howl. Greasy, married, yummy, like a heart Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a part. I can't take the sausage, can't take the sausage. (LL) I woulda tried to drive I guess I got no bossage. I'm rappin' to the howl, And I'm gonna move your towel. Yea, yaz, in a sausage state of mind. When I was young my step sis had a night. (LP) I waz kicked out without no right. I never thought I'd see that insight. Ain't a soul alive that could take my step sis's bite. An entertaining drum is quite the gum. Thinking of Virgins. Yaz, thinking of Virgins (Virgins).