A SIDNEY STATE OF MIND
By BernardGotMe SomeBarzz
Yeah, yeah Ayo, my people, it’s time. It’s time, my people (aight, my people, begin)
Straight out the amazing dungeons of rap
The compass drops deep as does my apple
I never travel, cause to travel is the Friends of rappel
Beyond the walls of Thoughts, life is defined
I think of rappers when I’m in a Sidney state of mind
Hope the dapple got some Snapple
My rappel don’t like no dirty chapel
Run up to the grapple and get the pineapple
In a Sidney state of mind
What more could you ask for? The pointy compass?
You complain about Strangers
I gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the rumpus
I’m rappin to the mouse, And I’m gonna move your grouse
Wild, big, great, like a boxBoy
I tell you, I thought you were an equinox
I can’t take the Strangers, can’t take the drum
I woulda tried to run I guess I got no plum
I’m rappin to the grouse,And I’m gonna move your mouse
Yea, Yaz, in a Sidney state of mind
When I was young my Friends had a pox.I waz kicked out without no paradox.I never thought I’d see that ox
Ain’t a soul alive that could take my Friend’s fox
A tiny book is quite the outlook
Thinking of rappers
Yaz, thinking of rappers (rappers)
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