The Verb - Garden Of Sour lyrics

[Intro] f** that sh** Speak... *Laughter* Oh sh** This that movie sh** here Motion picture sh** Lower East sh** Yeah...uh..yeah.. [Verse 1] You already know the L is where my team be at Sometimes I reminisce over an L, it brings me back The royal family; Shake hands with me, kingly dap Houdini rap, Magic on the mic like, Penny guard Jordan Flow Jordan River, give you shivers Only see competition when I gaze into the mirror Simmer down children, tension now building Feeling like a Native Indian to a pilgrim Trust you, you'll prolly k** me f** you, I don't believe, got my own tricks up my sleeve Strollin with Shooter Steve, he rollin up the relieve These shorties known to deceive, but Verbal know the better Rhyme journal never shred up, I'm eternal, live forever Immortals stomp in, corresponding with a Hybrid Eyelids feelin heavy but I keep 'em open Paper over p**y, gotta keep the slogan you know [Hook X2] It's usually the wack ones that yap gums 'bout this & that Just let my track run, pa** them, they missing facts Giving vibes out to ladies, they throw kisses back I sit in my garden of sour & listen to rap [Verse 2] Major factor in the game, I know that they aware of me It's the Flip with a Rican twist, so they stare at me It's just Kenneth Cole & love in the air with me Sometimes I drink til they gotta take care of me They say the real riches on the inside What's the window to the soul? Oh my eyes been wide Got a manager at ringside if I got a match But, really no match for the kid you can't catch If you can then you lucky, not nice Think twice 'fore you do, all you 2's, peep the 1, heed the advice Encyclopedia bright, I glow just like the beam off a lightsaber The nightbreaker, skipped the 9th Chamber Desire paper, among other things like, happiness & all that Rap galaxy you're all trapped If my words set you free, then you know that I'm the truth What more you need to believe? Here go the proof [Hook] [Verse 3] I hope the word spread like bu*ter or disease To all the hookers on their knees, to all the captains out at sea The sound of the Scientist put your mind at ease Feel my pulse now, make some kneel, make most bow Plus I gained a couple years, see me in the post now Eyes slightly slanted like a post route Spit the holy sh**, touch you bring your ghost out Verbal supernatural, the laws of nature don't apply [Hook]