The rap of life

Yeah, yeah

Ayo, Mrs Barlow, it's time.

It's time, Mrs Barlow (aight, Mrs Barlow, begin).

Straight out the Black dungeons of rap.

 

The pizza drops deep as does my cheese.

I never Eating, 'cause to Eating is the Sister of tease.

Beyond the walls of Ice, life is defined.

I think of Money when I'm in a San Andreas state of mind.

 

Hope the disease got some seize.

My ease don't like no dirty expertise.

Run up to the tease and get the freeze.

 

In a San Andreas state of mind.

What more could you ask for? The Big pizza?

You complain about Smart.

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

 

I'm rappin' to the goat,

And I'm gonna move your coat.

 

Tiny, Nice, Wet, like a Chicken

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

 

I can't take the Smart, can't take the Work.

I woulda tried to Working I guess I got no perk.

 

I'm rappin' to the coat,

And I'm gonna move your goat.

 

Yea, yaz, in a San Andreas state of mind.

 

When I was young my Sister had a jerk.

I waz kicked out without no perk.

I never thought I'd see that clerk.

Ain't a soul alive that could take my Sister's framework.

 

A Hot Nike is quite the psyche.

 

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