Stomping various hoods, calmly
Flowers growin' in cracks of the concrete

Love it here. Now how to help the crews mix?
Rockin' it well 'c'u'z' the show fits

Fats of the land. Let's get it goin'
Some times let it be. Sometimes let it glow

The sink's full? Show me where the soap is
I ain't scared of no dish

Do 'em up with love. Love is love
Here it comes. Pucker up

Think fast. Seeing what the mirror sees
Thinking for yourself, clearly

Thinkin' in language. Gotta read alright?
Vocabulary equals quality of thought life

Various goods. All these
Flowers growing in the cracks of the concrete


I push through my mind, realize
Realize that I've already won in my mind
I'm the song that I've already sung

I'm the song that I've already sung

Prime real estate
The best seat in class
Now, if only
My pen could bleed this fast

A light tingle
To a friendly nudge
Things that make me gasp for air
Things I love

Rhythm of life
Day light peeks
Hearin' the buzz of the rat race
Sky cheese

Mass hypnosis
Man it's hot dope
Lead by the nose
And then got smoked

Music feels good
There's comfort in it's wings
Watch me decompose
In the realest beats

That's nasty
But who's in traffic goin' to work?
While I'm lovin' sweet life
Who's goin' to church?

Found the tree of life
Seeking the truth
Fryin' on acid
Thinking of you

Prime real estate
Yeah, It's the best seat in class
Now if only my pen could bleed this fast
Now if only my pen could dream this fast

Lyrics submitted by tylermacmore

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