Yeah, yeah
Ayo, my people, it's time
It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin)
Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap

The angel drops deep as does my teddy
I never eat, 'cause to eat is the carer of eddie
Beyond the walls of curtains, life is defined
I think of love when I'm in a Tesco state of mind

Hope the eddie got some steady
My heady don't like no dirty eddy
Run up to the medi and get the ready

In a Tesco state of mind
What more could you ask for? The scrummy angel?
You complain about lateness
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the angell

I'm rappin' to the compass
And I'm gonna move your rumpus

Lifeless, stunning, strong, like a chord
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a record

I can't take the lateness, can't take the apple
I woulda tried to love I guess I got no snapple
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