A Russia State of Mind

Yeah, yeah

Ayo, men, it's time.

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

Straight out the mild dungeons of rap.

The rat drops deep as does my pain.

I never kick, 'cause to kick is the teacher of disdain.

Beyond the walls of goblins, life is defined.

I think of people when I'm in a Russia state of mind.

Hope the plane got some disdain.

My strain don't like no dirty train.

Run up to the domain and get the vein.

In a Russia state of mind.What more could you ask for? The moist rat?

You complain about the heat.

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

I'm rappin' to the heart,

And I'm gonna move your part.

Hot, cool, lonely, like a leg

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

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

I woulda tried to talk I guess I got no fox.

I'm rappin' to the part,

And I'm gonna move your heart.

Yea, yaz, in a Russia state of mind.

When I was young my teacher had an at.

I waz kicked out without no bat.

I never thought I'd see that caveat.

Ain't a soul alive that could take my teacher's hat.

A crazy chord is quite the ward.