Eve’s Bayou

[Hook: SciryL]
See the sights, read the signs
Seek advice. Huh, make sure
Your lover always treats you right and make sure
Them po-po read your rights. In any
Situation, baby, read it right, stop waiting on
The pearly gates to see the light. Feel the sunshine
And keep eating from that tree of life
Keep eating from that tree of life

[Verse 1: !LLumiN@TE]
Uh, wheatgrass wood root, stem cell research
Resurrection, daylight rebirth, reverse
Osmosis, reverse 360s part oceans
Dark Caesar, half-moon motion, motion
Pictionary areolas, I’ll motorboat, fingerpop
A cherry cola can of the coldest Coke overdose
I overspoke, red marks in my dossier
Cardinal Hayes, man, cardinal sinning on a holy day
Ocean Spray, I’m a natural mystic
Laughing at the pigs wearing lipstick for a French kiss
There’s no pork on my fork in the Rhodes Scholar
No nickel bags for four dollars, this raw sour
Sour cream, bleached flour for the sourdough
Baby mama got the baby shower glow after birth
After Earth, Wind, and Fire, it’s the Commodores
Sol-Trane lines to your mama’s door. ManKind

[Hook: SciryL]
See the sights, read the signs
Seek advice. Huh, make sure
Your lover always treats you right and make sure
Them po-po read your rights. In any
Situation, baby, read it right, stop waiting on
The pearly gates to see the light. Feel the sunshine
And keep eating from that tree of life
Keep eating from that tree of life

[Verse 2: SciryL]
I turn a road to
A racetrack, a boat to a spaceship, high
As the Sol-Trane, roll through the station on a roll
‘Cause my soul don’t flow with basic. No
And my nose don’t go where you take shits. Patience
Hospital beds and bedpans. That gold don’t
Glow in your grave ‘cause, when you leave, you can’t take shit
Blake Griffin barber with The Clipper
Long John throbbing through the zipper, bong rips
Non-sicker, foreign flicks, bars of liquor
Huh, politricks, politicians, modern fiction
Hogs and chicken, infant eggs in your gumbo
Gummo, kids with AIDS, garlic grits
Fish fillets—whoa—came from Harlem
Where they glisten gray—whoa—white people don’t
See color—whoa—but they’re sick of May
Mayflowers on the coffin, bullet ricochet, Jigga
Sipping Lemonade, nigga

[Hook: SciryL]
See the sights, read the signs
Seek advice. Huh, make sure
Your lover always treats you right and make sure
Them po-po read your rights. In any
Situation, baby, read it right, stop waiting on
The pearly gates to see the light. Feel the sunshine
And keep eating from that tree of life
Keep eating from that tree of life