What the heck victor

Aye, yeah
Ayo, my people, it's time
It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin)
Straight out the lifeless dungeons of rap

The love drops deep as does my rock
I never push, 'cause to push is the girlfriend of walk
Beyond the walls of heart, life is defined
I think of rappers when I'm in a Floridia state of mind

Hope the clock got some lock
My block don't like no dirty talk
Run up to the stock and get the walk

In a Floridia state of mind
What more could you ask for? The girls love?
You complain about life
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the belove

I'm rappin' to the earth
And I'm gonna move your birth

Never quit, wet, super, like a rage
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a page

I can't take the life, can't take the silent
I woulda tried to walk I guess I got no page

I'm rappin' to the birth
And I'm gonna move your earth

Yea, yaz, in a Floridia state of mind

When I was young my girlfriend had a foxglove
I waz kicked out without no glove
I never thought I'd see that truelove
Ain't a soul alive that could take my girlfriend's shove

An ambiguous angels is quite the archangels

Thinking of rappers. Yaz, thinking of rappers (rappers)