where’ing those flowers

[Sample: Anthony Fantano] Blackness [Intro] There's a music that that combines so many opposites And once you find that balance Then you have a guideline You know, between freedom and discipline Between rhythm and melody Between, uh, body and spirit Between mind and instinct [Verse 1: E L U C I D] Avocado prices going up You can always find the greens in aisle 1 Why come you act like we can't have nice things Dirty digit over dirty money Handshake suffice, I might Reach for light, leading with my left We all we got, connect Sustain the block any and every Malcolm X Make a word become flesh (wearing those flowers) Break the ground for soft baby's breath So-called God blather about nation building ad nauseum And never once mention black women Fertile is a feeling, what a world that we mirror Seeking to un-learn back to zero My spirit body clad in Ruby Yacht apparel Wrestle not in the flesh Breaking atoms, outpacing my steps I'm shedding shape and matter (wearing those flowers that) Rap money for flowers, buckwheat, and plant mill Shadow hand skills, I'm just warming up Rare feels, came as a wave [Bridge:] Nostrum, nostrum, nostrum Grocers, grocers Ah, brothers of the yam, wearing those flowers [Verse 2: milo] Flow art deco, ad nauseum Sip prosecco, in the autumn Howdy Mrs., I feel rowdy like Aloyisius Pugilistic nephew, past curfew Slurp me like tonkatsu Recieve blessings like, "Atchoo!" (Wearing those flowers) Hit the potluck lick, I'm Dr. Robotnik My foot on their neck get monotonous I like the culo gelatinous Wrote this eating gelato with a goddess You come across fluent with nonsense Torturous ijarah, you can't barter with the owner-operator Keep it (wearing those flowers) humming like a respirator, yeah José Kozer with a unibrow Hose a poser with a uni style Keyser Soze with a goofy smile It's two and the foul Nostrum Grocers be like, "Owww" [Outro] That's the way it goes, though Where'ing those flowers That's the way it goes, that's the way it goes when you Under the underground, when you under the underground When you under the underground, when you under the underground When you under the underground (shout out to Dubuffet) I was wearing those flowers