Yeah, yeah
Ayo, my brothers, it's time
It's time, my brothers (aight, my brothers, begin)
Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap
The heart drops deep as does my bat
I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the lover of mat
Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined
I think of darkness when I'm in a new Orleans state of mind
Hope the hat got some caveat
My cat don't like no dirty at
Run up to the rat and get the mat
In a new Orleans state of mind
What more could you ask for? The lifeless heart?
You complain about war
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the part
I'm rappin' to the rock
And I'm gonna move your lock
Sharp, pointless, delightful, like a head
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a red
I can't take the war, can't take the torch
I woulda tried to cry I guess I got no blowtorch
Ayo, my brothers, it's time
It's time, my brothers (aight, my brothers, begin)
Straight out the crazy dungeons of rap
The heart drops deep as does my bat
I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the lover of mat
Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined
I think of darkness when I'm in a new Orleans state of mind
Hope the hat got some caveat
My cat don't like no dirty at
Run up to the rat and get the mat
In a new Orleans state of mind
What more could you ask for? The lifeless heart?
You complain about war
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the part
I'm rappin' to the rock
And I'm gonna move your lock
Sharp, pointless, delightful, like a head
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a red
I can't take the war, can't take the torch
I woulda tried to cry I guess I got no blowtorch
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