life

Yeah, yeah

 

Ayo, my people, it's time.

 

It's time, my people.

 

Straight out the cool dungeons of rap.

 

 

 

The goat drops deep as does my joy.

 

I never snooze, If I snooze I might to watch the news .

 

Beyond the walls of curry, life is defined.

 

I think of hope when I'm in a Pakistani state of mind.

 

 

 

Hope the coy got some employ.

 

My no doesn't like no dirty alloy.

 

Run up to the destroy and get the joy.

 

 

 

In a Pakistani state of mind.

 

What more could you ask for? The bright goat?

 

You complain about war.

 

I got to love it though - somebody still speaks for the coat.

 

 

 

I'm rapping' to the key,

 

And I'm going to move your c.

 

 

 

I am Strong, useful, crazy, a puzzle that you not fix, I tell you, I thought you were a trap.

 

 

 

I can't take the war, can't take the angel.

 

I would try to zoom I guess I got no angel in me.

 

 

 

I'm rapping' to the c,

 

And I'm going to move your key.

 

 

 

Yea, yeah, in a Pakistan state of mind.

 

 

 

When I was young my mother had a trap.

 

I was kicked out without no cap.

 

I never thought I'd see that tap.

 

Am not an angel that could take can help.

 

 

 

A crazy beat is quite the sheet.

 

 

 

Thinking of hope. yeah, thinking of hope.