Greenhouse - Supply & Demand lyrics
[Greenhouse - Supply & Demand lyrics]
To take time to find creative ways to supply
Demands of the fans so they
Go into the next man’s
New and old plans to keep
Themselves out the quicksand
Emcees won’t try
To take time to find creative ways to supply
Demands of the fans so they
Go into the next man’s
New and old plans to keep
Themselves out the quicksand
Greenhouse is-resistant
Engine for this fast paced race
To take first place
Not waste, weak chances we face
So we prance like a cat ’til
It’s well tracked in that
That’s critical
But keeping wack raps at the minimum
And that’s less than one
Zero for those who don’t know
If we trash it, it’s not a classic
So when you unwrap the plastic
A tight project
So even average won’t pass it
Like times that dropping back
Get a president sack
The way we do music creates Kodak
Moments, strictly bonus
For those tired of the phony
Tweaking down on ‘em
There’s no room for multiplicity
Or mystery, uncovering original identity
This industry’s an issue or
More severe penalty
For emcees that plagiarize
Another artist’s rhymes
Emcees won’t try
To take time to find creative ways to supply
Demand of the fans so they
Go into the next man’s
New and old plans to keep
Themselves out the quicksand
Emcees won’t try
To take time to find creative ways to supply
Demand of the fans so they
Go into the next man’s
New and old plans to keep
Themselves out the quicksand
I kick the cooking raps
In a vinyl spot, boosting wax
Looping tracks for latinos, whites and blacks
Writing raps for even these stupid cats
There’s a lot more to life
Than being hustlers and macks
I swing raps ’til my lungs collapse
If I pass out on stage, call the ambulance
Charge it to the game as a payment on my dues
And a statement to these kids
That wanna fill my shoes
Flowing nasty in a sanitary
Spilling vocabulary all over my adversaries
Acid rain slang dripping from
My mouth like saliva
Spitting in the face of all
These fake type rhymers
Part-timers, they picket line crossers
Scab and leave work in a coffin
Act wild for thirteen style
Put in a democratic
No more sterile freestyles
It’s scheming like crack addicts
Underhanded emcees stealing records
From my attic, i’ve had it
So the next nia to test me
I’ll let him have it
’til these cats know the
Definition of static because
Emcees won’t try
To take time to find creative ways to supply
Demands of the fans so they
Go into the next man’s
New and old plans to keep
Themselves out the quicksand
Emcees won’t try
To take time to find creative ways to supply
Demands of the fans so they
Go into the next man’s
New and old plans to keep
Themselves out the quicksand
The creative less won’t test
Jack rats they also snatch cracks-
Deliveries and ideas from teen chemistry
And that’s mentally exhausting
To see another emcee flossing after biting
Your style of writing
This ain’t Holyfield or Tyson
There ain’t no DQs
If another brother choose to
Play outside the rules
So I’m careful not to give
An earful in battle
I speak lines, clique rap lines
That’s how they embezzle
Truly Print, I can’t call it
They play our tape and pause it
Press rewind with the intention to find
Anything they can add to they sad vocab
Snack words from our lab
To improve their trash
So as long as we continue to write rhymes
We become the menu
Of this is bite crimes but I’m
Not concerned about the places we stand
We’re not the ones in the quicksand, ha
Emcees won’t try
To take time to find creative ways to supply
Demand of the fans so they
Go into the next man’s
New and old plans to keep
Themselves out the quicksand
Emcees won’t try
To take time to find creative ways to supply
Demand of the fans so they
Go into the next man’s
New and old plans to keep
Themselves out the quicksand