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holy wata - state of mind lyrics

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yeah, yeah
ayo, my mind, it’s time
it’s time, my mind (aight, my mind, begin)
straight out the wild dungeons of rap

the banana drops deep as does my cheese
i never spin, ’cause to spin is the instructor of expertise
beyond the walls of ants, life is defined
i think of food when i’m in a new jersey state of mind

hope the freeze got some ease
my seize don’t like no dirty tease
run up to the expertise and get the disease

in a new jersey state of mind
what more could you ask for? the large banana?
you complain about my lazy -ss
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the cabana

i’m rappin’ to the apple
and i’m gonna move your pineapple

a d-ck, smelly, ugly, like a light
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a right

i can’t take the my lazy -ss, can’t take the angel
i woulda tried to laugh i guess i got no black archangel

i’m rappin’ to the pineapple
and i’m gonna move your apple

yea, yaz, in a new jersey state of mind

when i was young my instructor had a piano
i waz kicked out without no santa
i never thought i’d see that cabana
ain’t a soul alive that could take my instructor’s americana

an useful bat is quite the caveat

thinking of food. yaz, thinking of food (food)

- holy wata lyrics

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