No matter how hard I try I always find a reason why To waste my day with you I got a list of demands and no antidote Green thumb on my hand and some hope
I remember sky It was blue as ink Or at least I think I remember sky I remember snow Soft as feathers, sharp as thumb tacks Coming down like lint And
me call me spider-man im in love with mary jane second verse i gave a nigga a high five with a green hand / im not a dude with a green thumb young
order chef, eyes deeper than sound. She wore a dirty green apron like a silk nightgown, her cappachino fingernails wrote my order down. Three dots tattooed between her thumb
dead immigrant, that's the American Dream [Aesop Rock] Miss Molly, helpless, made a penny with a data entry temp gig Overqualified with the rent stick Red brick bash where the text print green
moment tongues touched Crazy Mc-Cling a lot claim instant ONE LOVE Then you got to beg your friends to Take her off your hands like thumb cuffs What
twenty dunny?", i piss clumsy with electrode head pan (sorry), pitty the pretty internet gotta empty the bed pan, left hand numb from the finger to the thumb
cuts like b 12/ I beat the mpc until the beat swells/ this is the prequel to my million retail/ I drink grails of pink champagne/ a king the green gotti
trade, Come to the Poet's Room Talking about the problems of the leaf, And yes, it'll be back soon There used to be tons of gold and green Comin' up
that's my homie If thats gin nigga, pour me sippin' slow shit she go down slow like a slow leak cop the car from the dealer pulled off thumbs up to the
man, that's my homie If thats gin nigga, pour me Sippin' slow, she go down slow like a slow leaf Cop the car from the dealer pulled off thumbs up to
See the farmer on the other side of town He's always working hard 'til the sun goes down He's up every morning right on five, a wanting green seeds just
cheers in someone else's game and never learn to play And see the rules of thumb are all the same that measure every day The grass is green on both sides
a jingle jangle jungle If you ain't got it you can't be Fightin' over crumbs Wait till payday comes Gettin' green ink thumbs
me fed up, get up or shut the F up You done F'ed up, 8 or 9 enough even if she has seven runner up Like the fans, like your thumbs up, what up? I make
'm going back... There ain't no place that I been at all that I would gonna settle in And every town that I travel through made me wanna go home again The green green
they landed intruded my house last night they landed i want to see more last night they landed i opened the door last night they landed they were not green
snitch And quick to light a spliff The type a bitch who takin trips And help me sell my shit My girl she got a green thumb And round my green house She