[Hook: Grynch] {x2} It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood I'm feeling good, I'm feeling great, just the way I should And I ain't with the drama, no used in getting bothered Cause it's a beautiful day, call me Mr. Rogers [Verse One: Bambu] Now I ain't never been to Ballard I admit it man I'm kinda scared Especially if I get stuck out there without Grynch there Mr. Rogers with Mr. Buck Rogers in my neighborhood Our hats is all Los Angeles Dodgers In the park with paper baggies throwing footballs in the air Welcome to my neighborhood, now fix your f**ing stare Ha ha ha I'm playing, we just mad cause our rent due And we just don't have time to care if we offend you So I am built from rap and underneath my snap back hat I pack enough of that effin wizard sh** I make Floyd collapse Face first [?] A Pac Man down next to bottle of Hen' Mean I hang with vicious rap athletes I hung out with Slug in a Minnesota Applebees (Ruby Tuesday's man) I mean a Ruby Tuesday's actually Sorry, still hung over from hanging with John Overlie It's... [Hook] [Verse Two: Slug] Minneapolis Southside civilian No matter where I'm at, I'm outside the building I stood with the tallest trees Still wear my neighborhood on my sleeve Nomadic Move with the wind but Leave a new friend anywhere you attend
Show gratitude Show stolen Show the whole Earth what my block is worth Ha ha The fortunate soldier Because a lot of the corner never got to get older So I spent winter in the cold basement of a warm home Hibernating in the headphones With a head full Try to grow while the media surroundings ebb and flow It never plateau's on the verge of stressful The world is a ghetto but the songs are special It goes... [Hook] [Verse Three: Grynch] I just finished my Caribbean roast Down at Paseo, the grub is what I'm feeling the most But what I propose Now is for the cheers and the toast I'm trying to find a spot where I can go and chill with my folks And yeah I suppose, this loop is right where I'm gonna meet him For a super size, 33 ounces to freedom 6'2" short of sublime Still I see the sunshine Focused on the fun times Like I said, "I'm fine." Yeah, you're tripping homie, don't blame me It's a good day like it'd be when we beat O.K.C Huh My days living here, I wouldn't take none back The 206 is just righteous like to shake one flat Seattle Washington the place I was born The place I've grown Nah, there ain't no place like home There ain't no place like home When I'm here yeah I feel alright Still ain't worried 'bout a damn thing I'll tell you why [Hook]