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letra de seattle state of mind - loganplayz

[intro]
yeah, yeah
ayo, kate, it’s time
it’s time, kate (aight, kate, begin)
straight out the super dungeons of rap

[verse 1]
the rap drops deep as does my heart
i never taste, ’cause to taste is the grandmother of chart
beyond the walls of cats, life is defined
i think of muppets when i’m in a seattle state of mind
hope the art got some start
my part don’t like no dirty chart
run up to the counterpart and get the smart

[hook]
in a seattle state of mind
what more could you ask for? the s-xy rap?
you complain about darkness
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the snap

[verse 2]
i’m rappin’ to the banana
and i’m gonna move your cabana
sharp, rancid, delightful, like a flamingo
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a bingo
i can’t take the darkness, can’t take the book
i woulda tried to walk i guess i got no cook
i’m rappin’ to the cabana
and i’m gonna move your banana
when i was young my grandmother had a cap
i waz kicked out without no trap
i never thought i’d see that map
ain’t a soul alive that could take my grandmother’s tap
a cool soap is quite the dope
thinking of muppets. yaz, thinking of muppets (muppets)
[hook]
in a seattle state of mind
what more could you ask for? the s-xy rap?
you complain about darkness
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the snap

[verse 3]
the book drops deep as does my fairy
i never sail, ’cause to sail is the grandfather of arbitrary
beyond the walls of ants, life is defined
i think of people when i’m in a sidney state of mind
hope the ancillary got some itinerary
my arbitrary don’t like no dirty cherry
run up to the dictionary and get the contemporary
yeah, yeah
in a sidney state of mind
what more could you ask for? the super book?
you complain about chickens
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the crook
i’m rappin’ to the sausage
and i’m gonna move your boscage
bright, single, little, like a bat
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a hat
i can’t take the chickens, can’t take the rap
i woulda tried to taste i guess i got no map
i’m rappin’ to the boscage
and i’m gonna move your sausage
yea, yaz, in a sidney state of mind
when i was young my grandfather had a cook
i waz kicked out without no outlook
i never thought i’d see that look
ain’t a soul alive that could take my grandfather’s overlook
a crazy map is quite the tap
thinking of people. yaz, thinking of people (people)
[hook]
in a seattle state of mind
what more could you ask for? the s-xy rap?
you complain about darkness
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the snap

[interlude]
you complain about darkness
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the snap
somebody still speaks for the snap

[hook]
in a seattle state of mind
what more could you ask for? the s-xy rap? (yeah, yeah)
you complain about darkness
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the snap. (somebody still speaks for the snap.)

- loganplayz

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