A Bladee City State of Mind (The Trash Island Hip Hop)



By bladee1000

Yeah, yeah

Ayo, drainers, it's time.

It's time, drainers (aight, drainers, begin).

Straight out the big dungeons of rap.

The fan drops deep as does my fan.

I never free thaiboy, 'cause to free thaiboy is the dg thats my team of plan.

Beyond the walls of rover, life is defined.

I think of bladee when I'm in a bladee city state of mind.

Hope the train got some disdain.

My domain don't like no dirty strain.

Run up to the plane and get the vein.

In a bladee city state of mind.

What more could you ask for? The red fan?

You complain about sesh fans.

I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the pan.

I'm rappin' to the map,

And I'm gonna move your trap.

Blue, drain, thaiboy, like a snake

Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a cake.

I can't take the sesh fans, can't take the drain.

I woulda tried to free thaiboy I guess I got no disdain.

I'm rappin' to the trap,

And I'm gonna move your map.

Yea, yaz, in a bladee city state of mind.

When I was young my dg thats my team had an ocher.

I waz kicked out without no ochre.

I never thought I'd see that stoker.

Ain't a soul alive that could take my dg thats my team's poker.

A loud choker is quite the broker.

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