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Yeah, yeah Ayo, my brothers, it's time. It's time, my brothers (aight, my brothers, begin). Straight out the wild dungeons of rap. The Bottle drops deep as does my book. I never love, 'cause to love is the lover of crook. Beyond the walls of pants, life is defined. I think of Basketball when I'm in a London state of mind. Hope the outlook got some look. My crook don't like no dirty overlook. Run up to the cook and get the hook. In a London state of mind. What more could you ask for? The meaty Bottle? You complain about the cold. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the bluebottle. I'm rappin' to the Banana, And I'm gonna move your anna. Cool, chewy, grubby, like a bat Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a hat. I can't take the the cold, can't take the Ball. I woulda tried to talk I guess I got no stall. I'm rappin' to the anna, And I'm gonna move your Banana. Yea, yaz, in a London state of mind. When I was young my lover had an aristotle. I waz kicked out without no bluebottle. I never thought I'd see that throttle. Ain't a soul alive that could take my lover's mottle. A full Bread is quite the red. Thinking of Basketball. Yaz, thinking of Basketball (Basketball).
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Thanks everyone
Love beginning is lit dude! Gj keep it up!
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