Yeah, yeah

Ayo, Bob, it's time.

It's time, Bob (aight, Bob, begin).
Straight out the slippery dungeons of rap.

The light drops deep as does my pixie.

I never smile, 'cause to smile is the Sis of nixie.
Beyond the walls of spoons, life is defined.
I think of darkness when I'm in a Stupid state of mind.

Hope the night got some right.

My site don't like no dirty bite.
Run up to the white and get the insight.

In a Stupid state of mind.

What more could you ask for? The smelly light?

You complain about the cold.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the white.

I'm rappin' to the towel,

And I'm gonna move your owl.

Full of life, rich, delightful, like a fairy

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

I can't take the the cold, can't take the drum.

I woulda tried to Bang I guess I got no thumb.

I'm rappin' to the owl,

And I'm gonna move your towel.

Yea, yaz, in a stupid state of mind.

When I was young my Sis had an itinerary.

I waz kicked out without no arbitrary.
I never thought I'd see that cherry.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my Sis's contemporary.

An Oh yeah town is quite the foul.

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