Mike Damus — Heaven State of Mind

Yeah, yeah Ayo, Christians, it's time It's time, Christians (aight, Christians, begin) Straight out the ugly dungeons of rap I Always Sieg Heil, 'cause to Sieg Heil is the Great Great Grandfather of long Beyond the walls of Jews, life is defined I think of No Jews when I'm in a Heaven state of mind My throng don't like no dirty schlong Run up to the along and get the long In a Heaven state of mind You complain about God I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the calf And I'm gonna move your Angel Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a shell I woulda tried to March I guess I got no black archangel And I'm gonna move your Angel I waz kicked out without no half I never thought I'd see that laugh Ain't a soul alive that could take my Great Great Grandfather's calf The Staff drops deep as does my Dong Hope the song got some tang What more could you ask for? The stupid Staff? I'm rappin' to the Fuhrer Yummy, crazy, wild, like a Hell I can't take the God, can't take the Angel I'm rappin' to the daemon Yea, yaz, in a Heaven state of mind When I was young my Great Great Grandfather had a gaffe A lifeless Hitler is quite the spitler Thinking of No Jews. Yaz, thinking of No Jews (No Jews)