to bad, don't you know me, with my heart full of holes. All my yesterdays broken a watch with no face all battered and old. Bits of movement all over
Straight spitting mayn, no chorus Taking it right back to hip-hop baby This how we do it, uh Banging greens feel with it, licking green East Cashmore Garden, got fam over
your pardon, meet me at the garden #1 draft, I'm New York's pick & I don't lose like them dudes on the New York knicks... (check it) I'm over seas rockin
. For ere she reach'd upon the tide The first house by the water-side, Singing in her song she died, The Lady of Shalott. Under tower and balcony, By garden-wall
Marley was rockin a fade before Honest Abe signed the paper that freed slaves before Neanderthals was drawing on walls in caves I existed, in the garden
tight, they're catching my arse Bu-dum, bu-dum, bu-dum Then I saw back garden wall Swear, no lies, bout 20 foot tall Jumped over, thought all was cool
', Real talk, you nigga's can't guard me, Two nigga's can't guard me, You lookin' at Jordan, From the side like Spike at the Garden, I got that hardest
them grits u niggas aint ballin, real talk you niggas can't guard me, 2 niggas can't gurad me, u lookin at jordan, from the side like spike at the garden
{*man talking*} haha yeah, but you brothers gotta be careful I mean that ain't your average, garden variety run of the mill gangster bullshit Y'all hardcore
who fight And the unlucky ones who fall get no love at all Get scribed on the wall, memorial plate, cause fate called The body hauled into the garden,
I got a garden full of carats hanging in my chain I keep a player bought my paper fuck a hater Cause the real turn fake switching over like a crossfader
railings at the harbor wall The radios played Never thought I could look again Something so beautiful, so pure Brighter than sun on snow In some new enchanted garden
There, there is my ship Finally come in I see the mast rolling on the steps Over the garden wall I hear the sailor's call I see the albatross Over and
Weed was burnin' Somewhere down the wind I had to get up And climb that hill again Little Lucy's Such a doll Liked to climb her Garden wall But she
tears But this wall of denial was just built on fear We've all had our demons from the garden of white lies Dressed them amused them pullin' wool over
I recall when I was small How I spent my days alone The busy world was not for me So I went and found my own I would climb the garden wall With