Tank and the Bangas - Oak Tree lyrics

Ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

You my oak tree, you my misbelieve
You my collard green, you the song I sing
You the front porch, you like a green lawn
You a sweet hello from my first love

I wake up early in the morning
Hot from global warmin'
Wet sheets, that heat
It stink like dank in summer
Cutlass, so reckless, my compass, my atlas
Got a vulgar disposition, so listen
This shit be hittin', say nut
What's up? Make sure you eat
Yo fruit-fruit and yo vegetables
You freakin' cannibal, animals be people too
Conversations do like water
Contaminated by slaughter of the martyrs
Girl, go watch your sister
And your baby brother
They are comin' out the gutter, slick
They slick like yellow butter
That shit come with a
Cutter, massage your temple
Grab your nozzle it's about to get fuzzy
Your conscious will come up with something
To protect you from these motherfuckers
It's time for summer

You my oak tree, you my misbelieve
You my collard green, you the song I sing
You the front porch, you like a green lawn
You a sweet hello from my first love
You my oak tree, you my misbelieve
You my collard green, you the song I sing
You the front porch, you like a green lawn
You a sweet hello from my

I say, "Good morning, sunshine
" contemplating suicide?
Ego got me stallin', fallin' off the equator
Balance beam thick as Serena
Let's head to Venus for sushi
Genius, a clever idea
A bright career in color
We're not that different from each
Other when we under cover
I'm so far removed from rules, my soul
It sometimes wanders in June
It is too soon to leave the Moon or not?
You're a magnet, you're a maggot
You so clever, I mean
You're like-like whatever
Look, nevermind, I sit on planet
Tryna pass the time
I sit in sadness and reflect the time
I'm out my mind, I'm in my mind
I see the signs of a better time
Ah, this, that special vibey for the current
This like lessons backwards as I
Try to learn them

You my oak tree, you my misbelieve
You my collard green, you the song I sing
You the front porch, you like a green lawn
You a sweet hello from my first love
You my oak tree, you my misbelieve
You my collard green, you the song I sing
You the front porch, you like a green lawn
You a sweet hello from my first love

Everybody wanna know what God taste like
Everybody wanna know what God look like
Everybody wanna know if Heaven's nice
Everybody wanna know what Heaven's like
Everybody wanna know what God taste like
Everybody wanna know what God look like
Everybody wanna know if Heaven's nice
Everybody wanna know what Heaven's like

I don't know 'cause it's such, you know
It's just a spirit led thing