Homeboy Sandman - Bamboo lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aight? Yo, this is going out to my main man Aja yo the translator, yo Yo, I'm recording this in Tokyo with an engineer that don't speak english y'know what I'm saying? And gotta catch a train that shuts down in ten minutes, y'know what I'm saying? We gonna get it right though [Verse 1] Sand is making art again, pardon him He'll relieve himself on any lawn that needs watering That's how come the DJs give him ads ad nauseum Cause it that gardening He'll get it popping in the UK Parliament He'll get it popping like the kumite tournament He'll get it popping like all the guys in Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut He'll leave you hanging like a holiday ornament (holy sh**) Name all in your mouth like it was Poligrip Now the kid is sicker than his azazel with a nasal drip and ain't a bit Nervous at your service motherf**ers, free the slaves to save the union, move some units keep it moving like a trucker Out in Brooklyn I'll be looking at the clouds, New York's dead Out in Brooklyn I'll be looking at the clowns, there be crowds of them homie there be droves of them, loads of them But you know something? Yo, I don't even mind I just put it in a rhyme 'cause they rhyme Predecessor to the iPhone Was a eye for a eye All the glory be to God so I god glorify The cornea of the storm and end a story going hahaha No L-O-L, lift you like a kettlebell, word to mother chocolate covered caramel I will tell the devil he can go to hell before I take an L Go for dolo, take a photo and I can flow like Quasimoto Ring the bell that's why I hold it the belt Bald and bearded kind of build Quick to lace a doubter with a cow to milk Plus I got a goddess i protect from getting hurt or getting k**ed, not only that but if I was Scottish I would probably rock a kilt Most slept on, but i'll fluff your pillow for a half a mil' I might just pick a weeping willow or a daffodil But wait i need to take a pill to chill And I never say lit or swag or trill Not the type to drop a body in a landfill More the type you might find partying to Johnny Gill When I was two months old my uncle taught me how to grill Then nicknamed me 'The Carpenter' 'cause I knew how to build First so was the Legos then it was with Play-Doh People said that's dangerous in the cradle, really what do they know? The bo*er made of caramel part sweet potato Owner of the parallel parked winnebago