An England state of mind Ft. A Yngz
• Written by ayngz
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, my brothers, it's time.
It's time, my brothers (aight, my brothers, begin).
Straight out the big dungeons of rap.
The stick drops deep as does my head.
I never drink, 'cause to drink is the teachers of lead.
Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined.
I think of hammers when I'm in an England state of mind.
Hope the read got some spread.
My red don't like no dirty bed.
Run up to the shed and get the lead.
In an England state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The sharp stick?
You complain about loud music.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the quick.
I'm rappin' to the book,
And I'm gonna move your crook.
Crazy, pointless, lifeless, like a torch
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a scorch.
I can't take the loud music, can't take the box.
I woulda tried to drive I guess I got no fox.
I'm rappin' to the crook,
And I'm gonna move your book.
Yea, yaz, in an England state of mind.
When I was young my teachers had a tick.
I waz kicked out without no sic.
I never thought I'd see that trick.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my teachers's kick.
A quiet heart is quite the start.
Thinking of hammers. Yaz, thinking of hammers (hammers).
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ayngz
Member since February 17 2020