No white doves or an olive branch
Just cats picking fish bones out the garbage can, ah
Who makes more trash than the modern man?
I'm here for the treasure, that's all I'm saying
No white doves or an olive branch
Just cats picking fish bones out the garbage can, ah
Who makes more trash than the modern man?
I'm here for the treasure, that's all I'm saying
I know my plans are all risky, so much against me
Read the story of my life, check my bloodline history
Wonder how we survived the mystery
Feel my great-great grandmother came back to kiss me
And whisper in my ear that she miss me
I'm stubborn but she loves the way I hunger for victory
Even when I stumbled she was right there with me
She was right there with me
Her last words were the Earth is indeed getting worse
But it's also getting better that's just how this all works
The proof is in a Stephen Hawking book and the church
So follow on your fantasies but honor what you're worth
Know I'm tripping, shook my head but I heard what I heard
The flood will keep coming out the mud into the dirt
I'm out the mud into the dirt, I'm out the mud into the dirt
I'm out the mud into the dirt, I'm out the mud into the dirt
I've been down on the upside
Blowing smoke up at the floodlights
Then driving home through the mudslides
Wonder how we survive?
Howling at the moon with my wolves 'til the sunrise
Down on the upside
Blowing smoke up at the floodlights
Then driving home through the mudslides
Wonder when it subsides?
The flood will keep coming 'til your last drop of blood dries
Concrete jungle book Mowgli
Mother was a wolf by her lonely
Shaped his molding
For the pearls of the world he'd be holding
Solid ground on an Earth that's eroding
Volcanoes exploding
White ash clouds float while I'm sitting in the sun smoking
Laughing, passing grass to the closest of my homies
He hit it for a minute, then he told me
He wonders if he's schizophrenic
He can hear the trees talking
The flowers have faces
The rivers dream at night
While the water keeps raging
Running through the maze of its making
The sun burns trees and it keeps on blazing
The moon counts days and the months with its phases
Tides turn like a dervish just to chase it
Crazy, but I chase it
I smell all my memories and sometimes I taste 'em
Clouds in the shapes of my best friends faces
At times when you rhyme I feel like we trade places
Staring out your eyes at my face in amazement
Flying through the sky side by side with the ravens
Or running with the wolves find a new location
On higher ground and elevation
Until the flood starts breaking
Running with the wolves to find a higher location
I've been down on the upside
Blowing smoke up at the floodlights
Then driving home through the mudslides
Wonder how we survive?
Howling at the moon with my wolves 'til the sunrise
Down on the upside
Blowing smoke up at the floodlights
Then driving home through the mudslides
Wonder when it subsides?
The flood will keep coming 'til your last drop of blood dries