Bamboo

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aight?

Yo, this is going out to my main man Aja yo the translator, yo

Yo, I'm recording this in Tokyo with an engineer that don't speak english y'know what I'm saying?

And gotta catch the train that shuts down in ten minutes, y'know what I'm saying?

We gonna get it right though

[Verse 1]

Sand is making art again, pardon him

He'll relieve himself on any lawn that needs watering

That's how come the DJs give him ads ad nauseum

'Cause of that gardening

He'll get it popping in the UK Parliament

He'll get it popping like the kumite tournament

He'll get it popping like all the guys in Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut

He'll leave you hanging like a holiday ornament

Holy shit

Name all in your mouth like it was Poligrip

Now the kid is sicker than his azazel with a nasal drip and ain't a bit

Nervous at your service motherfucker, free the slaves to save the union, move some units, keep it moving like a trucker

Out in Brooklyn I'll be looking at the clouds, New York's dead

Out in Brooklyn I'll be looking at the clowns, there be crowds of them homie there be droves of them, loads of them

But you know something? Yo, I don't even mind I just put em in a rhyme 'cause it rhymed

Predecessor to the iPhone

Was a eye for a eye

All the glory be to God so I god glorify

The cornea of the storm and end a story going hahaha

No L-O-L, lift you like a kettlebell, word to mother chocolate covered caramel

I will tell the devil he can go to hell before I take an L

Go for dolo, take a photo, and I can flow like Quasimoto

Ring a bell

That's why I hold it the belt

Bald and bearded, kinda built

Quick to lace a doubter with a cow to milk

Plus I got a goddess i protect from getting hurt or getting killed, not only that but if I was Scottish I would probably rock a kilt

Most slept on, but i'll fluff your pillow for a half a mil'

I might just pick a weeping willow or a daffodil

But wait i need to take a pill to chill

And I never say lit or swag or trill

Not the type to drop a body in a landfill

More the type you might find partying to Johnny Gill

When I was two months old my uncle taught me how to grill

Then nicknamed me 'The Carpenter' 'cause I knew how to build

First it was with Legos, then it was with Play-Doh

People said that's dangerous in a cradle, really what do they know?

The boner made of caramel part sweet potato

Owner of the parallel parked winnebago