The Garden

[Intro] Hit it.. M.O.N.S. (What are you having a party?) Sup? Goddamn it's hot in here Now, it's my garden right here You're all accordingly invited to a little party in my honour So give yourself a little round of applause just for being here Golf clap or some shit Just make sure you don't step on my herb garden on the way in That's really important, I don't want you to fuck that shit up Just go to the back I suggest you just travel a little ways up further there You know, past the hibiscus bushes and shit All the way to the patio, get yourself a boat drink and just relax [Verse] Pardon me while I dance in the garden around the mansion It's harder than you imagine so be sure to (Look out) For fallin' rocks, Venus fly traps and labyrinths Straight hiphop, no gimmicks, no manuscripts No faggot shit just a true b-boy No ice, I got glow like Bruce Leroy And I just wanna lay the ground rules down Keep your seats, I own the fuckin' sound booth now Cool down, chill out, unbutton your vest I breathe beats and rhymes I ain't fuckin' with techs For real, I ain't even duckin' and weavin' If I hear a round go off, I'm like "fuck it I'm leavin'" Right back to the place where it started All the true heads will always be safe in the garden And I know this.. [Outro] But you know what? I got like a 30 foot thorn hedge around my shit I got a ?moped? I even got ???? by the entrance so don't even try no shit You gotta be real to step up in here Enjoy the goddamn show