A Texas State of Mind (The Life Of Hip Hop)
Yea Yea
Ayo, my people , its time,
it's time, my people (aight, my people,begin)
Straight out the dark dungeons of rap.
The Hype drops deep as does my role.
Im always grinding. 'cause to grinding is the shinin of hope.
Beyond the walls of days, life is defined.
I think of hope when im in a Texas state of mind.
Hope the show got some Envy.
My slope dont like no dirty thought.
Run up the Guawp & get The envelope.
In a Texas State Of Mind.
What More could you ask for? The hope of lust?
You complain about love.
I gotta love it though - Somebody still speaks for the clouds.
Im rappin to the ring.
& im gonna move your strings.
yea, yaz. in a Texas State of Mind.
When i was young my bro always had a lot of guap.
Kicked out of skool for never having any thoughts
always hoping for the life.
aint a soul alive that could take my love of this faith
Thinking of hope, Yaz, thinking of hope (hope)
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