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mat lee - leaf leaves lyrics

yo, i’m show stopping flow knows no
good way to slow this cosmic
ball of entropy rolling forward honestly stomping
and if you see me you better watch out for the comet

dropping verse like a left hook from muhammad
ali i stick and weave to quick to perceive hot sh-t
t’s crossed i’s dotted the i’s have it so puff puff p-ss that bad habit

to the hobbits sleeping when they puffin trees in the forest
scream too loud when you leave to ignore us
close your eyes america and pray for more wars or
open minds with the d and get a little porous

and fit to absorb this boundless porridge
outpour from source that gave life to this poor kid
it’s abhorrent how we store resources
till the tree forces a reset for us

and when the wind blows
find me sitting underneath the tree
watching each and every leaf leave

another panicked agnostic flashing 12:00 on a panasonic
like marijuana when i rap it’s chronic
an extian s-xtant plotting on where to pay my rent next and set tent

so party on wayne and garth i let this angel park
then step on it’s back rip it’s wings apart
hang em on the wall framed like famous art
that’s what you get for telling tales in the trailer park

when i rap it’s like ancient artistry
like playing the harp to display the geeks smartest gene
dis-ssembling parts so i can start my own religion
just the way i want but with more derision
i’ll watch peasants build a cross and hop up on it
sit down god and muhammad tell em both to quit their squabbling
before i have to step in and squash like a demigod
petty gods arguing over who gets the penny jar

and when the wind blows
find me sitting underneath the tree
watching each and every leaf leave

and when the bombs drop find me sitting underground
wondering how we gonna fix our little blunder now
no time to think we just gotta bring the thunder down
shoot first and never ask about where the remains were found

we got no where left to go so roll the mars rover into a black hole
and send your dough on over
martian living in the beginning was winning the weathers always better and the women were pretty
but then the sun decided to make it all sh-tty and our city got burned down to the
ground with no one left living in it

and when the wind blows
find me sitting underneath the tree
watching each and every leaf leave

- mat lee lyrics

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