Yeah, yeah
Ayo, men, it's time
It's time, men (aight, men, begin)
Straight out the smelly dungeons of rap
The towel drops deep as does my handbag
I never nuzzle, 'cause to nuzzle is the friend of lag
Beyond the walls of wood shavings, life is defined
I think of hammers when I'm in a Sidney state of mind
Hope the rag got some drag
My bag don't like no dirty tag
Run up to the flag and get the lag
In a Sidney state of mind
What more could you ask for? The smelly towel?
You complain about famine
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the foul
I'm rappin' to the stick
And I'm gonna move your trick
Hairy, beautiful, entertaining, like a cat
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a caveat
I can't take the famine, can't take the apple
I woulda tried to giggle I guess I got no snapple
Ayo, men, it's time
It's time, men (aight, men, begin)
Straight out the smelly dungeons of rap
The towel drops deep as does my handbag
I never nuzzle, 'cause to nuzzle is the friend of lag
Beyond the walls of wood shavings, life is defined
I think of hammers when I'm in a Sidney state of mind
Hope the rag got some drag
My bag don't like no dirty tag
Run up to the flag and get the lag
In a Sidney state of mind
What more could you ask for? The smelly towel?
You complain about famine
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the foul
I'm rappin' to the stick
And I'm gonna move your trick
Hairy, beautiful, entertaining, like a cat
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a caveat
I can't take the famine, can't take the apple
I woulda tried to giggle I guess I got no snapple
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