fields On guard for the perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed
(The Bad Seed) Uh Let's go Here we go, uh Here we go y'all Here we go y'all Once again, yeah Who better nigga Let's go Nope, I never got locked up Never
right Will be well understood When that old seed of evil Gets washed up good. And the meaning of right Will be well understood When that old seed
a dream, the loading had begun Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home
Long ago, I drew a line into the sand Jumped across and held your hand Band of gold protect us from the bitter tide That comes to wash away our words
You don't know me, let alone my intent Actions do not always self represent I don't feel urgency in explaining My conscience opaquely clear Seed is
don't know me let alone my intent Actions do not always self represent I don't feel urgency in explaining My conscience opaquely clear The seed is gently
, the band was old, they played in half time Now every dream gets whittled down just like every fool gets wise 'Cause you never reap of any seed deprived
with it Vocal confetti is thrown, sometimes spitted Out the vents of hecklers and fans Either which way they all hop on the van The band, the band, here comes the band
pay us. It's like im in it but not really in that Matrix, Ocean's 14, plot out new capers. Plant these money tree seeds, dollar bill leaves, leave me
, ghostface that Ghost sold crack, now his revelations spoken thru rap Valored down like the sheik of Iran Gasoline cream wrapped in hospital bands Model
broken home Out late, tryin to tell me that you're makin your livin Tryin to see how much weed you can take in your system Indeed, take out the seeds,
got the hard and the soft. Cocaine, They call him shawty blanco, Junior El (Chavo?), in that Murcielago. Cocaine, that right connection to them poppy seeds
Put em in the back of the Cadillac show em how my Mini-Mac gonna act My tactics is lethal Leave the whole town hella smokey like that band that steppin
Admit, I did it from standing in rain with a gram Now I sliver and glitter, Jacob throw glaze on my hand Shit! D12, dont even know the name of my band
hydrogen laugh, the cure, the grass, the medicine, the farmers, the club, the growers and the citizens. The caters, the champ that amped um for the marching bands
two You taught me how to live In the streets of shame Where you've lost your dreams in the rain There's no signs of hope The stems and seeds of the
thousand vets Broke up that concert But less than four thousand came To side with the Klan But around Paul?s lonesome oak My thirty thousand A beersoaked brassy band
