The Crop Lyrics
[Verse: Wax]
My brain is in a blender with some frozen acai
Hit the button blade, spin at high velocity
Wanna see the weed then gotta read the glossary
Step inside the library of the non-scholarly, uh
No shirt, sittin' in my desk chair
Looked down and I saw my first grey chest hair
Pluck it, clock turns back one second
Time is the owner of the number one weapon
Starin' at the second hand, fist balled up
Wanna have a vacation, call the Griswolds up
Streetcar named Desire, I'm a racer for hire
The track's a glacier made of fire and it's down to thе freakin' wire
You're bitin' off morе than you can chew
In fact, a stick of gum was like the size of four of you
Wow, countdown, pretty soon occurs the ultimate
It's kickin' in, you're witnessing the universe's alternate
When exactly does the worm head become the worm tail?
Wormhole in the blowhole of a sperm whale
Go through the portal and you're no longer a mortal
Monophonic man becomes chordal
Perform a muhfuckin' synchronized dance
To celebrate the chance that we're given to enhance
We gotta be more appreciative of all the plants
We gotta be more appreciative of all the plants
[Chorus]
If you wanna reach the top
You can't disrespect the crop, yeah, yeah
Each and every time we drop
It's that shit you gotta cop, yeah, yeah