Sequoia

Bitch I brought the money home ivX and Bee Wife, chillin' in a honeycomb Heard through the grapevine, wine pressed, let me know Smoke a little antidote, grow it in a honey hole (uh) You bitches lack perspective No movie film, but still tape directed Gummy mask, drip dummy senseless Still smallish spiders, enemy incentive Next step on my quest? Take two pills of cannabis Mai fans money spread, Spells swirl wizard friend New piece lookin' like a cauldron when the herb in Can't afford a heap, so I gave that bitch a linked list I flip mo, I flip code, I flip books Move through frames to show you just how this shit look Still frames, you still lame, I'm still booked Me and bee grindstone, always getting a quick cook The potion flows to fill the gaps in who we are Transforming us into a sky that's full of stars Always said I couldn't say it better Me and Bee like glue, way we always stick together Hotter in the winter, cool in any weather Ready for the rain, black and yellow umbrella Wrote a couple fugues, now it's back to the basics Cop a couple fumes, hope the cops never trace this Wall coming fast, In an autobahn race Guardrail still the enemy, I could never face the ending Never face the music New tape who produced it This that groovy music, that infrastructure This that Java toolkit This that class constructor I've felt the music, I've damn near been the music In my mind hoping I don't lose it This a revolution, Let there be no confusion This right here? IV BEE 2, bitch (Oh, son of a bitch! Where's my money? Where's MY money, bitch, huh? Bitch? Where's my money, bitch! Oh, that's good) The potion flows to fill the gaps in who we are Transforming us into a sky that's full of stars