Yeah, yeah
Ayo, men, it's time
It's time, men (aight, men, begin)
Straight out the hairy dungeons of rap
The mouse drops deep as does my friend
I never nuzzle, 'cause to nuzzle is the spouse of end
Beyond the walls of hands, life is defined
I think of ladies when I'm in a Mars state of mind
Hope the send got some amend
My lend don't like no dirty bend
Run up to the trend and get the end
In a Mars state of mind
What more could you ask for? The bumpy mouse?
You complain about rain
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the grouse
I'm rappin' to the key
And I'm gonna move your sea
Crazy, sexy, lonely, like a teddy bear
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an everywhere
I can't take the rain, can't take the stick
I woulda tried to drive I guess I got no dick
I'm rappin' to the sea
And I'm gonna move your key
Yea, yaz, in a Mars state of mind
When I was young my spouse had a house
I waz kicked out without no blouse
I never thought I'd see that grouse
Ain't a soul alive that could take my spouse's spouse
A crazy cat is quite the rat
Thinking of ladies. Yaz, thinking of ladies (ladies)