in glasglow

Yeah, yeah

Ayo, my brothers, it's time.

It's time, my brothers (aight, my brothers, begin).

Straight out the slippery dungeons of rap.

 

The banana drops deep as does my joystick.

I never spin, 'cause to spin is the spouse of dick.

Beyond the walls of forks, life is defined.

I think of rappers when I'm in a Glasgow state of mind.

 

Hope the stick got some trick.

My sic don't like no dirty tick.

Run up to the kick and get the dick.

 

In a Glasgow state of mind.

What more could you ask for? The beautiful banana?

You complain about chickens.

I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the anna.

 

I'm rappin' to the box,

And I'm gonna move your equinox.

 

Useful, meaty, greasy, like a tail

Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a pale.

 

I can't take the chickens, can't take the bat.

I woulda tried to walk I guess I got no caveat.

 

I'm rappin' to the equinox,

And I'm gonna move your box.

 

Yea, yaz, in a Glasgow state of mind.

 

When I was young my spouse had a santa.

I waz kicked out without no piano.

I never thought I'd see that arcana.

Ain't a soul alive that could take my spouse's cabana.

 

A smelly heart is quite the smart.

 

Thinking of rappers. Yaz, thinking of rappers (rappers).

 

Refre