[Verse 1: Davey]
Yeah we growin', flowtanical gardens
Oh you never heard that word well I ain't begging your pardon
This be the fresh cream from the top of the carton
All the way from Los Angeles to West Harlem
Hardly contained and I'm freakin' at full effect
'Til the wheels fall off and burn, no regrets
So to diss and dismiss on this is ill-advised
Everybody getting heated 'cause I'm cool as snow in July
So don't try to bite on my raps
I'm more productive taking a nap than most of these cats
Constant applause, I make a dollar a clap
I'm about to boom-bap right on outta this planet
I ain't comin' down 'til an encore's demanded
Get your hands up, 'cause the eagle has landed
Yo, I flow from a source as deep as the Atlantic
And I wrote it all from borough to borough on mass transit

[Verse 2: David Eff]
Specifically prolific when I'm kickin' a flow
That's why we ticklin' the listeners on every coast
And now wherever we go, from the Dakotas to the Poconos
We bring the overdose and then we steady shock the comatose
Back to life yo, with the kick and the snare
Stickin' in your head like bubblegum in your hair
I hold it down for the family, and double the dare
We be the debonaire dream team with savoir-faire
(You got rhymes?)
Yup, can't count 'em all though
Raw flows stackin' up as high as the walls go
I'm blowin' up your spot like a microwave mallow
And I got more rhymes than your grandma's got gallstones
All told we got the most panache
Energetic resurrection for your party crash
A little bit of cash, and a lot more comin'
Better step to the back if you can't stop frontin'

[Verse 3: Davey & David Eff]
Keep it consistent, persistence personified
Pollenating in the garden as the sun is rising
We fly like a flock
And migrate to the top
My crate's full of jewels that fools wish they got
Probing the globe in search of earlobes
Sure as the cock crows this heirloom flows
We plant row after row, we rap what we sow
Drop a bumper crop when we rock the show
By the sweat of our brow yo, we workin' the plow
Combining intellect and common sense know-how
Well we know this is isn't Eden, but it's feeling pretty good
Havin' the time of my life like a young man should
So the secret of the flow is botanical
All I need is sun soil and H₂O
Flowtosynthesis, genesis of cream
Homestead, the beat, American Dream