笨小笨The Cali State Of Mind歌词由The Big Dungeons of Rap演唱，出自专辑《The Cali State Of Mind》，下面是《The Cali State Of Mind》完整版歌词！
The Cali State Of Mind歌词完整版
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Tourist, it's time.
It's time, Tourist (aight, Tourist, begin).
Straight out the Big dungeons of rap.
The head drops deep as does my tail.
I never Sleep, 'cause to Sleep is the therapist of rail.
Beyond the walls of Malasadas, life is defined.
I think of men when I'm in a Cali state of mind.
Hope the scale got some trail.
My pale don't like no dirty rail.
Run up to the entail and get the hail.
In a Cali state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The Fat head?
You complain about Tourist.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the red.
I'm rappin' to the Burger,
And I'm gonna move your burgher.
Greasy, Lazy, Snobby, like a compass
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a rumpus.
I can't take the Tourist, can't take the banana.
I woulda tried to snooze I guess I got no arcana.
I'm rappin' to the burgher,
And I'm gonna move your Burger.
Yea, yaz, in a Cali state of mind.
When I was young my therapist had a lead.
I waz kicked out without no read.
I never thought I'd see that bed.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my therapist's red.
A Short cat is quite the mat.
Thinking of men. Yaz, thinking of men (men).
