[Lyric] N.J. State of Mind Freestyle (AP aka AdotPdot)

[Intro]
I'm straight out that fuckin' dungeon of rap
Real niggas just relax, kick your feet up, pour a glass nigga

[Freestyle: A.P.]
I cause a connundrum, I'm come and skeet all over your beats
For those rappers in your fleet, I will gun them
Marksmen niggas you put in Walkmen
We could do the devil's dance slow like we Waltzing
Waldorf Astore often, bad broad on the Broadway and we broadenin'
Our horizons, haters all despisin'
But gotta respect the to see we all connect, Verizon
Find me right across the Verrazano, in season one of Soprano's
Being a mix ?
Gettin' yo bitch outta gauchos
Funny Marx, this niggas Groucho, we out yo
Mileage high, cause we frequent fly
Shit the avenue was college to a decent guy
And the thought give me a piece of mind
Cause I went from a piece of shit, to a piece of pie
Lemon meringue for this change
Stay away from Janes with the venom in they jeans
Dodgin' lames, foreign cars massage lanes
Rub 'em up still my brother pitch the stuff, Dodger games
See there was a lot of things that could have made me
Lose, shit right on time arrive lately, cool
I'm a loose cannon, off safety, boom
Thought because of my father that the great me was doomed
You out of line if you doubtin' mine
Get dolla signs a thousand times like a coward dies
I can see a thousand lies in the coward's eyes
Time to milk this shit, shit I cow with mine
A power mind with my collar find my shoulder bones
Born confined to the throne of
Heroin and styrofoam cups, but shit I'm grown up
Got on my grind, know what?
Before I die down, I'mma live it up
Another round give me bigger cups
If you talkin' profound nigga this is us
Never let the system victim us, bigger fusf
But we back it up though
Store shelf spacing couldn't rack it up more
We somewhere out of town and we matchin' up hoes
Pardon my side thoughts, my state of mind
In recline across the water from New York
Yeah, bet