England State of Mind

Yeah, yeah

Ayo, bros, it's time.

It's time, bros (aight,

bros, begin). Straight out the big dungeons of rap.

The scouser drops deep as does my football.

I never sprinting, 'cause to sprinting is the bros of fall.

Beyond the walls of football,

life is defined. I think of football when I'm in an england

state of mind.

Hope the stall got some fall.

My wall don't like no dirty ball.

Run up to the call and get the protocol.

In an england state of mind.

What more could you ask for?

The crazy scouser? You complain about referees.

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

I'm rappin'

to the map,

And I'm gonna move your rap.

Smooth, wild, cool, like a snake Boy,

I tell you, I thought you were a cake.

I can't take the referees,

can't take the oasis.

I woulda tried to singing I guess I got no homeostasis.

I'm rappin' to the rap,

And I'm gonna move your map.

Yea,

yaz, in an england state of mind.

When I was young my bros had a slough.

I waz kicked out without no buff.

I never thought I'd see that puff.

Ain't a soul alive that could take my bros's cuff.

A delightful tough is quite the buff.

Thinking

of football. Yaz, thinking of football (football).