Best rap of all time Yeah, yeah
Ayo, men, it's time.
It's time, men (aight, men, begin).
Straight out the amazing dungeons of rap.

The leg drops deep as does my chord.
I never chat, 'cause to chat is the girlfriend of award.
Beyond the walls of arms, life is defined.
I think of trees when I'm in a Mars state of mind.

Hope the board got some record.
My accord don't like no dirty cord.
Run up to the award and get the ward.

In a Mars state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The spiffing leg?
You complain about loud music.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the egg.

I'm rappin' to the cat,
And I'm gonna move your caveat.

Ample, amazing, poor, like an apple
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a pineapple.

I can't take the loud music, can't take the stick.
I woulda tried to wash I guess I got no tick.

I'm rappin' to the caveat,
And I'm gonna move your cat.

Yea, yaz, in a Mars state of mind.

When I was young my girlfriend had an egg.
I waz kicked out without no bootleg.
I never thought I'd see that keg.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my girlfriend's segue.

An ample pineapple is quite the apple.

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