Greenhouse

I know you've met all the rest of them...

... but, seriously...

Have you ever met a hippie

From the city called Sydney?

An emcee who's no joke

And blows smoke like a chimney

No? well, get with me (bitch)

I'm bound to break the barricades babbling

A hundred thousand fucking savage apes

So welcome everybody to my bud's imagination

Where my heart sings blues

And drunken affirmations

The flowers in the pavement

Are there to salvage hip-hop

Crooked and loopy in the greenhouse

Like alfred hitchcock

Hundreds acting brainless

So something has to change, kids

Or else this axe is mine

Forever hunting on the rangers

I elevate the cause

While I celebrate the force

The words rotate the stress

And meditation bores

Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up

Do your thing and grow the stuff

It's the words, now ya heard,

Repeat the name and know the suss

It's bliss 'n eso and they

Gobble our sound down

And get off the ground

And wobble around

Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up

Everybody grows the stuff

It's the words, now ya heard,

Repeat the name and know the suss

It's bliss 'n eso and they

Gobble our sound down

And get the whole land to wobble around

When they make you a partner

I'm starting to not believe in this legion

'cause we be growing fresh words

And it's not leaving this region

We heard farm wide, stars collide

Ain't no finer carnival

The state that always scrape the hull

Free from rhyme or barnacles

On our vessel, prepared for voyage sea

Packin' on beef to serve me

Scurvy won't corrupt my buoyancy

And we arrived at the bash like migrants

And the reception was grand

'cause we re-hashed that vibrance

That they once had but lost

To a sea of starving cats

So the harvest was brought

By these three charming chaps

... the right cogs loose

To break free from that farm

And bring the right pro-duce

For this rappin' sitcom

A program laughter

T0 make you think it's good

But really it's just a toe jam cracker

And they feedin' you, it's like a

Flea market full of dumb shits (of dumb shit)

'cause we remarkable...

Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up

Do your thing and grow the stuff

It's the words, now ya heard,

Repeat the name and know the suss

It's bliss 'n eso and they

Gobble our sound down

And get off the ground

And wobble around

Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up

Everybody grows the stuff

It's the words, now ya heard,

Repeat the name and know the suss

It's bliss 'n eso and they

Gobble our sound down

And get the whole land to wobble around

(It's the greenhouse)

You're bound to get hooked

On the ink I bleed on my soul sketchbook

Accepted at the entrance

I paid without cash

Stared dragons in their eyes

And laid them out flat

Perverted poets watching the fairies fly

It's underground and stay in the trench

When the canary dies

It's eso, if you didn't know the king's name

And every time I fly

The colors of my wings change

Loud burpin', hanggliding

Cloud surfin', man I been here for years

You've just never looked

That furry feathered book

Holds my thoughts on voodoo sex

Do your thing, flew over

The motherfuckin' cuckoo's nest

Who you think it is? me

I cry colors, an only child

Who wishes he had five brothers

I'm up next, bitch

And I represent proudly

Born and raised in

The year of the rowdy

Allow me to let my dog loose

On your beach mouse

A monkey with a mic

In a mahogany treehouse

Read the sign, it says keep out

I keep it lit and blown

In the big bad greenhouse

Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up

Do your thing and grow the stuff

It's the words, now ya heard,

Repeat the name and know the suss

It's bliss 'n eso and they

Gobble our sound down

And get off the ground

And wobble around

Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up

Everybody grows the stuff

It's the words, now ya heard,

Repeat the name and know the suss

It's bliss 'n eso and they

Gobble our sound down

And get the whole land to wobble around

(It's the greenhouse... makin' it hot)

Man, at least I'm not lying

Tryin' to recoup the bait

Then buyin' the used loop you take

You're lying about the loop you make

You fallin' short of the hoop, you's fake

While my troop can make

Any shot we shoot and take

We keep it down to earth

Where grassroots don't break

And that's just the feelin'

These words will make

And all the flakin', make an offer

Is bringin' regurgitation

And it's filthy just thinkin'

About the hand one set

My words were spiccity-span

But my biggity hands

Still kept that penmanship

So though I wrote like three books

It's right on the news page

And uh, no we're not on street hooks

Our style is engaged

Not a stroke past midnight

And all through the club

Not a emcee stirred

Not even a rappin' thug

Just a clown being me

So jelly pumpin' see

Where do they go

They had to return that flow

To the rental company

Oh! so people, let loose

And wobble your frame

They say, where ya grow your words?

I tell 'em, boggle, the game

Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up

Do your thing and grow the stuff

It's the words, now ya heard,

Repeat the name and know the suss

It's bliss 'n eso and they

Gobble our sound down

And get off the ground

And wobble around

Hey yo, put 'em up, throw 'em up

Everybody grows the stuff

It's the words, now ya heard,

Repeat the name and know the suss

It's bliss 'n eso and they

Gobble our sound down

And get the whole land to wobble around