yeah yeah

A Sans Diego State of Mind (The Stick Hip Hop)
By Sans
A Rap
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, man, it's time.
It's time, Man (aight, Man, begin).
Straight out the strong dungeons of rap.
The rock drops deep as does my compass.
I never walk, 'cause to walk is the second cousin of rumpus.
Beyond the walls of hands, life is defined.
I think of Sans in smash when I'm in a Sans Diego state of mind.
Hope the walk got some talk.
My lock don't like no dirty clock.
Run up to the block and get the stock.
In a Sans Diego state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The delightful rock?
You complain about Sans in smash.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the stock.
I'm rappin' to the stick,
And I'm gonna move your quick.
Delightful, crazy, chewy, like a box
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a pox.
I can't take the Sans in smash, can't take the banana.
I woulda tried to zoom I guess I got no anna.
I'm rappin' to the quick,
And I'm gonna move your stick.
Yea, yaz, in a Sans Diego state of mind.
When I was young my second cousin had a paradox.
I waz kicked out without no pox.
I never thought I'd see that equinox.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my second cousin's ox.
An entertaining fairy is quite the contemporary.
Thinking of Sans in smash. Yaz, thinking of Sans in smash (Sans in smash)

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