100 Bars & Bunnin

Lyrics

Ayo Straight out The Garden of England The green-fingered horticulturalist Herbalist Abstract verbalist Words I twist like Chubby Checker The wordsmith Burn spliffs on a double decker And that's word to Mark Hammond I'm a shark, you're a salmon Get played like backgammon Get dropped from the top of the Grand Canyon I bang Like a badman with a hand cannon (Pow!) When my sound gets played It's like a round gets sprayed Pounds get paid You get cut down to size like an eighth When an ounce gets weighed Now let's blaze Hydroponical trees in tropical breeze Legacy left for the prodigal seeds I see tragedy in comical scenes Comedy in tragic events Charmed by the magic of pens I'm back in the ends You don't know? Better and ask your friends Better take two draw of the grass Then pass the peng It's gotta last till the last man's charged with zen I send love to my loved ones None to them trust fund kids That are fronting in slums Getting lump sums Thinking it's fun to be skint Them are dumb cunts I'm tryna be on a beach sipping rum punch I ain't bougie But life's like a movie And I'm just an extra Vexed and I'm moody Excuse me But can I please get a speaking part? Or one-line, at least That'd be a start Ya see me, I graft I ain't tryna starve for my art or my craft But I'm paddling Upstream on a broken raft Too many little men Napoleon Bonaparte Blast that are Noah's ark So we're ever ready to defend that Bevvy in my hand, head heavy off a ten bag Of green crack You see me Baron Greenback Stacking greenbacks Packing green in the treelab My GP just released me from rehab And all I need is hot water, milk and a tea bag Maybe some Hobnobs Ladies that slob knobs James Bond making odd job through his odd jobs I'm a top notch orator Pot crop connoisseur Hot box spots in your college dorm Burst out the swamp like frogspawn [?] dipped dick While you squirt over soft porn Actions Louder than the words of your long talk I smoke the philosopher's stone up at Hogwart's Stinking like bong water Spilt on a dirty rug Ali Baba Forty thieves plus thirty thugs Twenty tons of Class A drugs The body of a man with the wings of a dove, I done Fucked Barbarella Indiana Jones, put your head in the propeller They ain't ready for the fella [?] Who appears in a cloud of boon Now I'm out of town like Ronaldo [?] I'm too heavy! For these weak mind fools Too ready to attack Gotta keep my cool... ("Jehst. The Dragon of An Ordinary Family. Coming soon.")