Bringin' flowers to the grave in the middle
Like a lifesaver deep in the ocean
I'm givin' thanks for bein' human
Or drive by bang in Testarossa
Every flower got a right to be bloomin'
Boom bap tell your neighbor, tell a friend
Drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd
Every morning, morning, morning
You want rights ask em', they'll read em'
Be resistant, the negativity we keep it at a distance
Can I hear it once again?
Because all the freaky people make the beauty of the world
I speak low but I'm like a lion roaring
Or at least the words of yo mama
The streets are alive with the sound of boom bap
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world
The streets are alive with the sound of boom bap
Boom bap tell your neighbor, tell a friend
In time we find that we can open
Satellite is immaculate reception
You see Y2K ya know is a moment
Can I hear it once again
Boom bap tell your neighbor tell a friend
Every flower gotta right to be bloomin'
To legalize you or give you your freedom
Boom bap tell your neighbor, tell a friend
By the pain of words not spoken
Stay human
Take a mental trip to the Bahamas
If television is the drug of the nation
We saw all the freaky people make the beauty of the world
Dried up like the skin of a lizard
Sky high like an eagle up soaring
The streets are alive with the sound of boom bap
Boom bap tell your neighbor, tell a friend
Can I hear it once again?
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world
Steam your body in a stereo sauna, sauna, comma
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world
Cart wrights out on the Ponderosa
Because the streets are alive with the sound of boom bap
Is to claim but not to practice a religion
Up a heart that's locked or been broken
Boom bap tell your neighbor, tell a friend
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world
So you see don't believe in the system
Every flower got a right to be bloomin'
Boom bap tell your neighbor, tell a friend
Full of life like a man gone to Mecca
But every flower got a right to be bloomin'
To be rhymin' without a real reason
Of the city isolation is a riddle
The streets are alive with the sound of boom bap
Because the streets are alive with the sound of boom bap
Scratch my itch like a needle on a record
Because the streets are alive with the sound of boom bap
But full of color like the spots of a leopard
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world
Rock and roll upon the waves of the season
Baritone like a Robeson recordin'
Every flower got a right to be bloomin'
But feel alone like a tree in a desert
Every flower gotta right to be bloomin'
Because all the freaky people make the beauty of the world
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world
Every flower got a right to be bloomin'
Every flower gotta right to be bloomin'
Beaming in they can look and they can listen
The streets are alive with the sound of boom bap
Hold your breath and your underwater breathin'
Can I hear it once again?
Stay afloat here upon the funky motion
Call for backup and I'll give you some assistance
Can I hear it once again?
Or shot by guns a still smokin'
Because all the freaky people make the beauty of the world
Every flower gotta right to be bloomin'
Because all the freaky people make the beauty of the world
To be surrounded by a million other people
Can I hear it once again?
We need to heed the words of Dalai Lama
Boom bap tell your neighbor, tell a friend
Stay human
Can I hear it once again?
Can I hear it once again?
