[Hook: Greenhouse]
They on that lie shit, that get-by shit
That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

That lie shit, that get-by shit
That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

We on that fly shit, that do-or-die shit
That yours-is-mine shit, so step aside, bitch

That fly shit, that do-or-die shit
Yours-is-mine shit, step aside, bitch

[Verse 1: Illogic]
I keep it supernatural, classically immaculate
Practically an alien species the way I’m crafting it
Plenty of planets at my fingertips so reaching for the stars is effortless
I never miss a target while you’re far from mastering the basics
Call me master and in case it’s difficult to swallow
Here’s a glass of water, floor the throttle
I accelerate the rate at which I demonstrate
That’s why the people congregate, they found a son to follow
Sanity’s fragile like race relations in Cambridge
So lock up the gates ‘cause you ingrates have shamed us
There’s no debate, they make the truth as hollow as they can
That way it’s easier to crush your dreams into grains of sand
Deceptive honesty, fabrication hypocrisy
The foundation of our nation’s astronomy
Can’t you see the signs this Capricorn pens
Cancer with the sting of a Scorpion
Dimension jumping while the beat is bumping, listen
Running is highly suggested due to inferior weapons
Lesson-learning keeps the fire-burning
I’m earning interest with every mic check cash
Your flight crash, kamikaze
So you blew up, I’ll give you that
But cat, if I really go in, just try to stop me
[Hook: Greenhouse]
They on that lie shit, that get-by shit
That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

That lie shit, that get-by shit
That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

We on that fly shit, that do-or-die shit
That yours-is-mine shit, so step aside, bitch

That fly shit, that do-or-die shit
Yours-is-mine shit, step aside, bitch

[Verse 2: Blueprint]
We got what you missing by the disc and take it home
Slave to the rhythm, find a system, play it on
Feelin’ it, killin’ it until the break of dawn
Play it strong then admit that it’s your favorite song
You feelin’ them, shit, I wonder what you base it on
Whether braided long, I go until they faded gone
I mean they fat is long, I bat 'em on some say-it-wrong
Uh oh but no regret, think I’ma let it stay in song
This is what you dissin’ on a mission, hatin’ on
To state your intentions, get explicit, make it known
Making a song is like the dame you wanna make your own
But never can because I always seem to take her home
Never obey the norm, they was born to break the mold
That’s why they fired anger so entertaining, clone
Not a thang to show, gray and old, fronting
Make it rain, I’ma brainstorm until it’s raining, gone
[Hook: Greenhouse]
They on that lie shit, that get-by shit
That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

That lie shit, that get-by shit
That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

We on that fly shit, that do-or-die shit
That yours-is-mine shit, so step aside, bitch

That fly shit, that do-or-die shit
Yours-is-mine shit, step aside, bitch