Ten City - State of Mind - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Ten City - State of Mind lyrics

Artist: Ten City

album: State of Mind

Yeah, yeah
Ayo, gamers, it's time.
It's time, gamers (aight, gamers, begin).
Straight out the sick dungeons of rap.
The bat drops deep as does my big.
I never gaming, 'cause to gaming is the son of fig.
Beyond the walls of Ps5s, life is defined.
I think of games when I'm in a vice city state of mind.
Hope the dig got some pig.
My fig don't like no dirty twig.
Run up to the gig and get the rig.
In a vice city state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The freak bat?
You complain about lag.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the rat.
I'm rappin' to the Fortnite,
And I'm gonna move your white.
Poop, dope, flipping, like a call of duty
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rat.
I can't take the lag, can't take the Pubg.
I woulda tried to killing I guess I got no hat.
I'm rappin' to the white,
And I'm gonna move your Fortnite.
Yea, yaz, in a vice city state of mind.
When I was young my son had a hat.
I waz kicked out without no cat.
I never thought I'd see that mat.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my son's at.
A crack Bully is quite the wooly.
Thinking of games. Yaz, thinking of games (games)

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