Greenhouse - Hello World lyrics

I'm on my Blackberry
Got Belly on with the sound down
Slow jammin'
Drum programmin' with wild style
I make a beat, perfect it, my soul's electric
Soundtrack ain't old to the
Coldest of winters it's Greenhouse
Play us at night and they act stupid
A baby of the 80's
Ronald Regan and crack music
React dope, hold back, the vibe is throw back
Next level, Rap City, midi and old wax
Compose a melody, dust off an LP
Rolled up skelly make my cipher complete
Whether rollin' in a Cutlass or MPV
We keep it movin'
Drop it till it slut in the streets
Now it's a movement
But people still fallin' asleep
Who give a fuck about a MTV? Not me
Who give a fuck about a BET? Not me
Who give a fuck about what
The press write about me?

To my man DJ PRZM, God bless your life
I was just reminiscing about
You with the wife
I like to cherish all the places that we hit
Puttin' some smiles on faces
Keep me laughin', havin' tracks
Debatin' cartoon favorites
Off the planet, keep it Weightless
Haters try to scan in then we expanded
So advanced they cram to understand it
Dwellin' in the Bust is fragile
It'll test you if you livin'
On the island, boxed in, it'll depress you
I was there, I'm not now, rebound
Now I see clear
Escaped the newsprint that hate Zeus
That's why I'm still here
For holy slaughter
Odds against Ill was major
See I knew I'd shake the Earth
With the birth of first, jaheed
Three sons
They point me in the right direction
It's all connection, all the bad shit I did
Was left after reflection
Now I'm makin' sure they
Ignore all the mediocre
Ready for war, purple hearts
For my three soldiers