Verb T Yeah, I got ‘em caught in the mellow hype While I sit, transfixed, staring at a yellow light Castles in clouds looking kinda heaven-like I'm old school sega Peeps see the Mega Drive Let me fly Rain feeds the greenery Defend while the four machines rape the scenery Makin' my escape down the stream with these Makeshift boats made from leaves and trees My head shrouded in a grey mist Longing to escape, make my way back to nature Engines and pistons coughing up red oil They're after me My mastery Gotta leave them foiled To the soil The life bed Not yet Feel it in my heart right here This is God sent And I send hell spawn to their cot d**hs Spreading my wings wide And exhale a long breath Chorus 2x The burning vapour Scent of eternal danger Cradle of life Hand rocks the manger Now plagued with the curse of ancients Until we break free And return to nature Fliptrix I'm gonna fly out this world on a bless tip Get blessed with colourful pyrotechnics Visions on a wide lens tip Eyes mirror spitting claret when a neck's slit Militant hydro-peng spliffs Rights and the pa**ion -mechanical fashion extras Dash past the hedges IPod touch never touched nerves like solar plexus Yet the sun's got my back like its co-defendant Seeing patterns from a crystal as I hold the pendant Cryptic messages from spirit worlds past to present So I be chilling like Marshall With a Parker on a purple hill Breath particles are part florescent When the bar's revealed Turn a skyscraper into child With only thoughts of will Hallucinate till the only thing I see is parks and fields Rivers run silver Not like cars emitting harmful fuels Beautiful enigma is place I be embarking to Chorus 2x The burning vapour Scent of eternal danger Cradle of life Hand rocks the manger Now plagued with the curse of ancients Until we break free And return to nature