The High Line

Yeah, what

Kinetics in ya headphones, 1, 2, 1, 2

Fading back to normal

Uh, yeah, fading back to normal

I'm stressed out but I'm fading back to normal

I'm stressed out but I'm fading

Close your eyes, picture the island of Manhattan

And imagine that a worldwide cataclysm has happened

Something like the evilest of military tyrants

Have devised a lethal Homo sapien-specific virus

The plants and animals survive but the humans vanish

The cities are abandoned with the buildings still standin'

And the vines start expandin' up the walls

And eventually the green crawls all the way up to the top floors

Now every city block would be covered in green

It would be the greatest jungle New Yorkers have ever seen

Forgive me for sounding pessimistic, hateful and vicious

But if we really left, do you think Mother Nature miss us?

Cause Helios was wearin' the crown

It’s no coincidence an earthquake came by, tearin' him down

Yeah, it's deservin' a dedication

The dirt and the vegetation of Earth and its reclamation

The perfect investigation would begin with a sample

So bring the kids to the mantle and I will give an example

For when you go to New York City to the Lower West Side

Down on 34th Street is an abandoned train line

When it went out of service it was a matter of time

Before the tracks were all covered by the grass and the vines

They call it the High Line, like an elevated garden

A celebrated harvest painted by the greatest artist

And even if the frame's in a state of despair

Yo I don't care, think of the oxygen it gave to the air

So in the West Village you could take a deep breath

Cause like Lady Liberty yo it's the only green left

So when I feel stressed and I need to buy time

Yo I write my lines high and hop on the High Line

And take it into to the future, think of it as a portal

Or a window of the Planet Earth fading back to normal

I'm stressed out and I really need the green

Cause when I'm stressed out yo I really need the green

So please give me the green, I really need the green

I really need the green, so please pass the green

And every night I dream, yo I'm dreamin' of the trees

Cause in that green breeze, we'd be breathin' easily

So please give me the green, I really need the green

I really need the green, so please pass the green

Global warming, I remember the first time I heard the warning

Like every other American, I thought that shit was boring

But they would have to listen to a rapper spittin'

If a rapper spit an admonition attackin' the gas emissions

I have to admit it, man I was laughin' durin' The Happening

But half of this self-inflicted massacre's really happenin'

Cause we're suicidal and this shit is absurd

In thirty years ya drinkin' water diminishes by a third

Word, talk about a little cotton in ya mouth

But I bet you got a faucet drip-droppin' in ya house

Bitch floppin' on the couch, dinner in the microwave

While the devil rides away to Asia on top of a tidal wave

Right away, we would pillage bleedin' Arabians

For cadmium radiation and depleted uranium

While in South America, we're attackin' the poorest nations

Factory forced invasion, the source of deforestation

Hopin' that it all stops

Cause civilization is an indication that Mother Nature is gettin' bald spots

Can't you see? The woman is stressed out

Cause there ain't enough trees to open her chest out

The doctor is in, finally findin' the best route

He told her to cut the lights and puff on the cess now

Cause when I ache and I grieve, or I fall into trouble

I'm headin' straight for the trees like I was George of the Jungle

Because it's helping out with all the stress we go through

So we light blunts and we blow Os in the air

Factory smokestacks blowin' CO2

Need to be like us and blow more O in the air, yeah