Yeah, yeah
Ayo, witches, it's time
It's time, witches (aight, witches, begin)
Straight out the small dungeons of rap
Yeah
(Vers 1)
The smoke drops deep as does my cheese
I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the mother of seize
Beyond the walls of bikes, life is defined
I think of witches when I'm in a new york state of mind
Hope the tease got some freeze
My seize don't like no dirty disease
Run up to the expertise and get the ease
In a new York state of mind
What more could you ask for? The purple smoke?
You complain about dirty dishes
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the oak
(Vers 2)
I'm rappin' to the egg
And I'm gonna move your segue
Thick, yellowish, run, like a know
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a forego
I can't take the dirty dishes, can't take the plant
I woulda tried to eat I guess I got no can't
I'm rappin' to the segue
And I'm gonna move your egg
Yea, yeah, in a new York state of mind
When I was young my mother had an evoke
I was kicked out without no yoke
I never thought I'd see that choke
Ain't a soul alive that could take my mother's oak
A stop carrot is quite the ferret
Thinking of witches. (Yeah), thinking of witches (witches)
(END)
State of Mind was written by GTB.
State of Mind was produced by .
Tylerbrizyy released State of Mind on Mon Dec 23 2019.