Flamingo

Floral nectar to honey
Nature’s word is law
Livin equal with no borders
Like children running free, we be

Who got that tribe vibe, Mufasa?
Mi casa su casa, malaka, voila Kasablanka
Dan dan da dan dan da, super mother funka
Survivor's silenced like Hector Salamanca
Violence in the vision and the script is in Bahasa
Die of fuel emissions, fill the Mazda with Cachaça
Dreaming of some H2O, pasta with Burrata
Trade the last Maraca for a plate of that Moussaka

In Osaka where you might behold persona non-grata’s
Throwing rhymes in triangles tiki taka
Planetary, imaginary, rather unsanitary
Get the fuck out, we got it locked son
This concoction Partida by the liter
Nees a palm reader we've been bumping tribe since Bonita
Simply it's impossible, the particles kaleidoscopical
The juice is tropical, the travel aeronautical

Shut it down, beam it up to the planet
Yea we are the seeds of the Pomegranate
Run for the fields from the granite
Wondrous lands that we inhabit

Floral nectar to honey
Nature’s word is lawLivin equal with no borders
Like children running free, we be

This ain't a perfect world, but yo, we still here
So relax your mind, recline, and think back
To the last days we were up on this planet
Shine light so you can think for yourself, clear eye
I remember back in the days we broke it down
Check 1, check 2
Freak funk for the sleeping MCs
Everybody wants 10 second styles, yo, do the hokey pokey
As the sniper plays a million keys