Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song State Of Yo (feat Black Sheep), artist - The Brand New Heavies. Date of issue: 31.12.1991
Song language: English
State Of Yo (feat Black Sheep) |
| I’m in a state of yo |
| So if I go to the spliff that I passed |
| Mix it back with the slack from my man |
| With a tan sitting by the fan |
| In a heavy, heavy band |
| The beat, huh, feels warm, and cool |
| Won’t fall |
| Just groove, soothe it, shmooth it |
| Ahhh, shit and I won’t quit |
| Keep on, and on and on |
| Filling up the gap from eve to dawn |
| Gotta be the Sheep |
| Under your nose, above your head |
| Honey said '69', I thought of boots |
| And gave her pro-Keds |
| D for action, just like Jackson |
| Cause the jacksons are not imagined |
| I don’t really wanna give a foot, you know |
| I’m in a state of yo, so what if I go. |
| Yo, days go by, we just get flyer |
| Swinging harder cause we got desire |
| Extra effort because we’re tryers |
| Got more heat than a dollar in the dryer |
| Got more flavour than Fruity Pebbles |
| Check the format and clock the levels |
| Yo do what you gotta do. |
| Cause I got more style than store that’s dapper |
| Got more sweet than a candy wrapper |
| Got more, balls than a pimp who slaps |
| And got heart like a thug that maps |
| Make more sense than childhood freaks |
| Got more support than high-top kicks |
| So what’s happens in the mix |
| I’m weak yet pure like a heroin fix |
| So, yo, don’t you know that the flow |
| That I just move on, just like so |
| It’s got me in a, state of. |
| Yo, no aggre-ssion |
| Let your mind make connec-tion |
| Ain’t no need for correc-tion |
| Yo, huh? |
| Oh, on with the session |
| Heavies got some weight, you can’t debate |
| Elate the fate, cause the style is great |
| For life is hectic and all that there |
| People, you care but, yo, beware |
| For one knows not what gets one shot |
| I think I used to know but I forgot |
| Cause it ain’t nothing, nothing at all |
| I’m telling you it’s a small. |
| Without the faith for things that work |
| To spite my life is to spite your birth |
| We share the earth, yo, but who was first, yo? |
| So, who’s here now, yo? |
| Well, where’s my hearse, yo |
| But I gotta go, I gotta go |
| To where I don’t, I don’t, I don’t know |
| I guess I’ll just hang out in a state of yo |