2022.09.23. 21:38, mayden
An England State of Mind (The Pineapple Hip Hop)
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Bob, it's time.
It's time, Bob (aight, Bob, begin).
Straight out the smelly dungeons of rap.
The aardvark drops deep as does my heart.
I never talk, 'cause to talk is the mother-in-law of art.
Beyond the walls of iron filings, life is defined.
I think of hammers when I'm in an England state of mind.
Hope the art got some part.
My chart don't like no dirty counterpart.
Run up to the smart and get the start.
In an England state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The wild aardvark?
You complain about loud music.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the arc.
I'm rappin' to the pineapple,
And I'm gonna move your apple.
Stunning, slippery, super, like a tail
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a pale.
I can't take the loud music, can't take the snail.
I woulda tried to leap I guess I got no scale.
I'm rappin' to the apple,
And I'm gonna move your pineapple.
Yea, yaz, in an England state of mind.
When I was young my mother-in-law had a park.
I waz kicked out without no shark.
I never thought I'd see that stark.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my mother-in-law's arc.
An useful sausage is quite the bossage.
Thinking of hammers. Yaz, thinking of hammers (hammers).
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