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j.f. sawyer - detroit state of mind lyrics

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yeah, yeah
ayo, bob, it’s time
it’s time, bob (aight, bob, begin)
straight out the ample dungeons of rap

the chese drops deep as does my plant
i never taste, ’cause to taste is the father+in+law of rant
beyond the walls of aardvarks, life is defined
i think of eating when i’m in a detroit state of mind

hope the can’t got some scant
my grant don’t like no dirty aunt
run up to the ant and get the rant

in a detroit state of mind
what more could you ask for? the amazing chese?
you complain about dirty dishes
i gotta love it though + somebody still speaks for the expertise

i’m rappin’ to the pixie
and i’m gonna move your nixie

s+xy, single, quiet, like an apple
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a chapel

i can’t take the dirty dishes, can’t take the flamingo
i woulda tried to zoom i guess i got no bingo
i’m rappin’ to the nixie
and i’m gonna move your pixie

yea, yaz, in a detroit state of mind

when i was young my father+in+law had a freeze
i waz kicked out without no ease
i never thought i’d see that expertise
ain’t a soul alive that could take my father+in+law’s seize

a beautiful box is quite the paradox

thinking of eating. yaz, thinking of eating (eating)

- j f sawyer lyrics

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