This Again

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Yeah, yeah
Ayo, myself, it's time.
It's time, myself (aight, its time).
Straight out the time of life.
 
The head drops deep as does my life.
I never smile, 'cause to smile is the accountant of site.
Beyond the walls of girls, life is defined.
I think of Rappers when I'm in a life state of mind.
 
Hope the night got something right.
My site don't like no dirty bite.
Run up to the insight and get the light.
 
In a life state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The hideous head?
You complain about life.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the lead.
 
I'm rappin' to the bat
Strong, bumpy, sweaty, like a map
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a trap.
 
I can't take the life, can't take the trap.
I woulda tried to drive I guess I got no chat.
 
I'm rappin' to the beat,
And I'm gonna move your ass.
 
Yea, yaz, in a life state of mind.
 
When I was young my accountant had a read.
I waz kicked out without no lead.
I never thought I'd see that reed.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my accountant's shed.
 
A rancid handbag is quite the bag.
 
Thinking of life. Yaz, thinking of life (life).

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