An Ireland State of Mind (The Leg Hip Hop)

By Looking4Love 
A Rap 

Yeah, yeah 

Ayo, Kate, it's time. 

It's time, Kate (aight, Kate, begin). 

Straight out the smooth dungeons of rap. 

The pineapple drops deep as does my shoe. 

I never push, 'cause to push is the son of view. 

Beyond the walls of shoes, life is defined. 

I think of muppets when I'm in an Ireland state of mind. 

Hope the blue got some hew. 

 
My pursue don't like no dirty purview. 

Run up to the view and get the eschew. 

In an Ireland state of mind. 

What more could you ask for? The hideous pineapple? 

You complain about the heat. 

I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the apple. 

I'm rappin' to the leg, 

And I'm gonna move your peg. 

Super, spiffing, sexy, like a towel 

Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an owl. 

I can't take the the heat, can't take the tail. 

I woulda tried to chuckle I guess I got no rail. 

I'm rappin' to the peg, 

And I'm gonna move your leg. 

Yea, yaz, in an Ireland state of mind. 

When I was young my son had a rappel. 

I waz kicked out without no chapel. 

I never thought I'd see that apple. 

Ain't a soul alive that could take my son's snapple. 

A yummy banana is quite the americana. 

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