No white doves or an olive branch

Just cats picking fish bones out the garbage can, ah

Who makes more trash than the modern man?

I'm here for the treasure, that's all I'm saying

No white doves or an olive branch

Just cats picking fish bones out the garbage can, ah

Who makes more trash than the modern man?

I'm here for the treasure, that's all I'm saying

I know my plans are all risky, so much against me

Read the story of my life, check my bloodline history

Wonder how we survived the mystery

Feel my great-great grandmother came back to kiss me

And whisper in my ear that she miss me

I'm stubborn but she loves the way I hunger for victory

Even when I stumbled she was right there with me

She was right there with me

Her last words were the Earth is indeed getting worse

But it's also getting better that's just how this all works

The proof is in a Stephen Hawking book and the church

So follow on your fantasies but honor what you're worth

Know I'm tripping, shook my head but I heard what I heard

The flood will keep coming out the mud into the dirt

I'm out the mud into the dirt, I'm out the mud into the dirt

I'm out the mud into the dirt, I'm out the mud into the dirt

I've been down on the upside

Blowing smoke up at the floodlights

Then driving home through the mudslides

Wonder how we survive?

Howling at the moon with my wolves 'til the sunrise

Down on the upside

Blowing smoke up at the floodlights

Then driving home through the mudslides

Wonder when it subsides?

The flood will keep coming 'til your last drop of blood dries

Concrete jungle book Mowgli

Mother was a wolf by her lonely

Shaped his molding

For the pearls of the world he'd be holding

Solid ground on an Earth that's eroding

Volcanoes exploding

White ash clouds float while I'm sitting in the sun smoking

Laughing, passing grass to the closest of my homies

He hit it for a minute, then he told me

He wonders if he's schizophrenic

He can hear the trees talking

The flowers have faces

The rivers dream at night

While the water keeps raging

Running through the maze of its making

The sun burns trees and it keeps on blazing

The moon counts days and the months with its phases

Tides turn like a dervish just to chase it

Crazy, but I chase it

I smell all my memories and sometimes I taste 'em

Clouds in the shapes of my best friends faces

At times when you rhyme I feel like we trade places

Staring out your eyes at my face in amazement

Flying through the sky side by side with the ravens

Or running with the wolves find a new location

On higher ground and elevation

Until the flood starts breaking

Running with the wolves to find a higher location

I've been down on the upside

Blowing smoke up at the floodlights

Then driving home through the mudslides

Wonder how we survive?

Howling at the moon with my wolves 'til the sunrise

Down on the upside

Blowing smoke up at the floodlights

Then driving home through the mudslides

Wonder when it subsides?

The flood will keep coming 'til your last drop of blood dries