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The Garden (album)

by Conor & The GreensKeepers

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1.
My Garden 03:45
Verse 1 Why God why God does it gotta be, does the apple of your eye fall far from the tree? Soil and beans, so royal it seems, won't foil my skeams or spoil my dreams. In Pod with a couple peeps deposit the p's, couple p's in my pod stay positive please. Why God why God does it gotta be, does the apple of your eye fall far from the tree? Come and walk through my garden luxurious and lush, flames spoke jargon so I talked to the bush, so curious I must, but must be pardoned for such, apologies if I marginalised your touch. Let your feet be grounded, don't bite to such announcements, in meditative states we fly to the mountains. Destroy the one ring rule, call at about ten, she likes king krule and talking about him. Chorus But it's cool in my garden, we can pray we can lay we can talk. Winter right round to autumn, leaves blossom when you came, please stay, can we walk. Only you in my garden, We can rescue birds and the bees. From the views in my garden, You can see just what I mean. Break Why God why God does it gotta be, does the apple of your eye fall far from the tree? Why God why God does it gotta be, they never told you that God was a she. Why God why God does it gotta be, does the apple of your eye fall far from the tree? Why God is it only me? Verse 2 Owh baby she like it raw, so she pick off some ginger and thyme as well. Got fruits if your eyes are sore, and the mushrooms round the tree sometimes can help. Ever altered your mind before? We can make wine for the meantime for now. Didn't know what my eyes had saw, she nurtured nature beside herself. That's when I knew. This weren't my garden anymore, meant for more, what grew was what was harvested before. And I knew we wouldn't starve if we endured, the gardens not the gardeners, the garden isn't yours. It's written in the stars in the psalms in the calls, gotta listen for the message cuz it doesn't pause. French kisses on her necklace, and french inhales to the lord, Chorus
2.
OJ 02:27
Chorus Baby been a few, oh baby it's you. Love you like orange juice, argh baby I do I do I do. Been a minute two, what you telling me you, I was gonna parse thru, love you like orange juice I do I do. Verse She got the bits in, my favourite pulp fiction. She the prescription, love Doc say don't mix them. So best keep it pure g, fix me when I'm poorly; been a while since she saw me, do I make you.... When I woke up from morning, you was in my head darling. Oh how she hates ‘darling’, like parallel parking. She say Cee’ don't start it, “where's your license you half wit?” Ain't no comebacks we just keep on laughing. Chorus Baby been a few, oh baby it's you. Love you like orange juice, argh baby I do I do I do. Been a minute two, what you telling me you, I was gonna parse thru, love you like orange juice I do I do.
3.
Honey Liquor 03:26
Chorus (ft. RetsuDaGodKing) Take me down, take me down. She say, to Manchester town. (Oowh otto, oowh otto) Take me down, take me down. To Manchester town. (Oowh otto, oowh otto) She said, she said, she said. Verse 1 Flowers cuz needs be, tarot to read me, sparrows and retweets, honey keeps bees sweet, salad with Caesar, when in Rome beep beep. I used need her, tell her come see me, Flock to Fløk, shot for shot. Show you ropes, I gots the spots. Behind Closed Doors, lost the plot. Come see me, don't cost a lot. Sit and bun freely, vegan spot meet me. Chicken run feed me, busy bee me. Tears on fleece she leave when she leave me. I used need her, tell her come see me. Take me home not Sherlocks, I ain't been back, been back for months. Chicken splits and apple crunch, I'll take you down when you come up. Chorus (ft. RetsuDaGodKing) Take me down, take me down. She say, to Manchester town. (Oowh otto, oowh otto) Take me down, take me down. To Manchester town. (Oowh otto, oowh otto) She said, she said, she said. (RetsuDaGodKing) Verse 2 Get high together, (Ooh ooh) that’s a cheap flight. (Ooh ooh) We’ll feel alright (Oh yeah) Birds of the same feather, so I guess we fly. If you fly to close to the sun, then we both gotta run. Oh sheet! (x2) She loves n****’s with big grills big cars big deals, (Umm hmm) She loves real n****’s, good sex, real checks, real flex (Umm hmm) She loves n****’s with big grills big cars big deals, (Umm hmm) She loves real n****’s, good sex, real checks, real flex (Umm hmm)
4.
Chorus Take a trip there down to Rome We can just sit there I suppose, Take a sip it drips from a rose, And let the lipstick prints propose Verse 1 Talk to me, delight. Come morning come midnight. Scoring on thin ice. Not giving a mighty duck but it's been iyte. Bit of the Irish luck but a pot would be nice. Looking at dinners, have the Skraps back, boom. Don't touch fists like Shredders in the room. Rosetta's stoned, talking Mother tongues soon. Acid rains melts the satin on my shoes Chorus Take a trip there down to Rome We can Just to sit there I suppose, Take a sip it drips from a rose, Lipstick prints propose Verse 2 When in Rome do as the Romans do. I can hold you like a hold a tune, a little shaky but I know the moves. Let me take you places grown ups do. (Mash) You my favourite I know a few, You would babysit and I’d roll through. We were kids but now there's older news, It’s crazy how the flame resumes. Keep the fire burning, keep on working, learn it, build it and maintain. Keep the fire burning, keep it certain, always keep ready for the change. Keep the fire burning, keep the fire burning, but some things don't keep the same. Keep the fire burning, I keep learning, but keep on singing in the rain, Chorus
5.
ISSAVIBE 04:07
Chorus Say it looks better on the climb Beautiful is you scared of heights, You know you always on my mind Ask you what you think; say issa vibe. Verse 1 Let's put all of this aside. Tell me really is this the time? Just pull those thingy’s to the side, ask you what you think (you) say it's a vibe. Got Lizzy and missions upon the mind. Got me busy in position to provide. Silly that I listen idle by, While they’re talking silly on my line. (I’m just sitting) Reminiscing on your vibe, but am I eating into time? Just what it gave and it supplied, But now I’m moving anonymous, (is right lad) This is really not my night, but the truth will come to light. Save me two’s but keep the ember to guide, Ask me what I think, I say it's a vibe. Chorus Say it looks better on the climb Beautiful is you scared of heights, You know you always on my mind Ask you what you think say issa vibe. (Eva Bee) Took a little time but we here now, Every day new riddim press play now. No fear holding us back, holding us back. Tryna get the keys to the Jeep we roll, 7am lock down every show Issa vibe issa vibe, (vibe vibe) Verse 2 Jeepers! The meters out of control. King in a six seater, beep then roll. Original pirates we arghh just so. Grew up on The Streets, from the skin to the bone. Tough feet, on the dustiest road. Frosty miss diamond got the icey-est soul. I’ma take my lunch at the park, we can take a stroll. Waiting ‘till it’s dark in the cold. Yo Eva, pass the chalice. Got sativa; reshape my balance. Tommy T that? Joey got cabbage. Rice and peas, ackee 123 she’s hiding in the mattress. Badu I do, I do believe in magic. No vehicle to take this baggage. Stick lit, now I’m match fit, ignoring all the tactics. (Vibes) Chorus Say it looks better on the climb Beautiful is you scared of heights, You know you always on my mind Ask you what you think say issa vibe,
6.
Verse What's the matter? Avoiding the chatter. Secret naan, the pitta patta, You ‘bout this weekend? Herts and it’s frequent, learn what you seeking, the curtains are tweaking, Kung pow chicken, siamese vision, Japanese in Paris, living in the kitchen. No room given, no luck with women, plenty of success she sucking on the difference. Feeling lavish, the baddest speaking, well I try. We imagine the magic into the camera's eye. I'm feeling famished, are you the snacking type? You ever seen her twerk under the candle light? Her foreplay like swordplay, return of the samurai. We only started, and almost outta time...
7.
3SIXTEEN 02:51
Verse 1 My watch doesn't speak Spanish, make the time to overstand. Wonder can I keep balanced, Crack two cans on the underhand. When you were my rock I could see the tree tops, when I did not know what’s land. Look when you were my rock, at sea I was lost I still returned the champ. It's 3.16 it's getting late, are we heading to mine? Think there's a bit of whiskey, a bump of cro, maybe a bag of wine. It's 3.16 it's getting late, won't you look at the time (Why) Cuz so stone cold said so, that's the bottom line. Chorus It’s summer in the city (But) It's winter and it's cold here, Don't you look pretty, Stone cold stunner but you don't hear, 3Sixteen, 3.16 won't you look at the time Cuz Stone Cold said so that's the bottom line (Byulah) Verse Gazing in your yellow, don’t you worry keep it mellow, Time just floats above us. Making me your diamond, never need to take your mind off, I don’t care ‘bout lateness. Shine and you glow, I want you to know. Lions beside you, dreaming it’s time to. We made this world, now protect it darling. Chorus It’s summer in the city (But) It's winter and it's cold here, Don't you look pretty, Stone cold stunner but you don't hear, 3Sixteen, 3.16 won't you look at the time Cuz Stone Cold said so that's the bottom line It’s summer in the city (But) It's winter and it's cold here, Don't you look pretty, Stone cold stunner but you don't hear, 3Sixteen, 3.16 won't you look at the time Cuz Stone Cold said so that's the bottom line
8.
Suede 03:29
Intro The chit and the chatter, the ceilings were glass, and the healing of them shattered views. Keep it like suede so smooth. Chorus So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like, keep it like) Suede so smooth So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like suede) Suede so smooth So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like keep it like) Suede so smooth (A Class) Verse Want it they try and hold, I was on style and flows. Tryna get mine involved, All for these shiny stones. Look at the salary. N****’s will ride for those. I ain't’ got time for those. This ain’t no flying zone. (Whoa, oh yeah) Tryna get mine in stores. Tryna get mine in bulk. She wants material, she wants to wear my jewels. Under the yellow moon. Tryna put me in the mood. Pouring the liquor and juice. Chorus So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like, keep it like) Suede so smooth. So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like suede) Suede so smooth So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like suede) Suede so smooth Verse You the suede, you made it so. Tell me a price, tell me in gold. See the lens, then smile and pose, Make the kingdom come, she only wanna ride the throne. The sip of the satin, the feeling, the pattern, the things that ain’t happen that I wanna do. Cut my strings and let me move. The chit and the chatter, the ceilings were glass. Then the healing of them shattered views. Keep it like suede so smooth. Chorus So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like, keep it like) Suede so smooth. So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like suede) Suede so smooth So smooth, so smooth. (keep it like suede) Suede so smooth
9.
Out Here 02:43
Chorus Say you can't keep down, make them hear. Dripping in the dark not a tear, Oh you know it's hard out here. (Ooh you know that it’s hard out here) Swimmings in the depths, ain't no air, Say it with your chest, if you dare. Oh you know it's hard out here. (Ooh you know you know that it’s hard out here) Verse Money and control, power and respect. Things I do not hold, and those things I don't respect, Draw but never fold, sherards you can't express. Call but never home, play your part still second guess. Stress never confess, test but never test, yes but never yes, bless forever bless. Give but never gave, sin but never saved, drop me off in purple rain, and watch them colours change. I watched yours deepen, could even, see me in them reflecting, from affection to your reasons, in the hope that I could see them. Maybe then I’d understand, wrapped around little fingers; Why do you play so underhand? Mistakes are just mistakes, a man is just a man, Wanna say it with your chess, but that ain't a game of chance. Do I know what's next? Not yet but there's a plan. Some things can't be explained, And what's to be explained, (you) won't understand. Chorus Say you can't keep down, make them hear. Dripping in the dark not a tear, Oh you know it's hard out here. (Ooh you know that it’s hard out here) Swimmings in the depths, ain't no air, Say it with your chest, if you dare. Oh you know it's hard out here. (Ooh you know you know that it’s hard out here)
10.
I'm Gone 03:25
Verse 1 Tomorrow's fate tomorrow knows. I’m awake, you probably home, Isolate? I’m not alone. Drop my hat and make my own. Made a bed a tired zone, You sat me down made a throne, Cold steps, creps and Kones, No breath left a poem. Return to sender, all I remember, Isolate me I'll be gone till September, till September, I'll be gone till September I’ll be gone. Isolation playing Jenga, Attack the block, baraka grin n begin sin, Kings tend to fall, timber. Land in the land's time don't remember. Simba lost his hero and never lost his ember, I can relate, see it back, taste the sent of the flat, Bitter sweet to remember, Gives you lemons but you splender Cinderella, I pretend to hear; my ears ringing from the centre, Her body a temple with a temper, Chorus But I’ll be gone till september till september Let me run away now But I’ll be gone till september till september Let me run away let me runaway Let me runaway now Verse 2 It is what it is till the bomb go, Remember opps were waiting on my moms road. Now it's all cool like the Fonz yo In the morning I like to play my bongos. Say cheese before the fondu, she fond so, We bussin’ skanks like Alfonso. I’m not Mr.Banks girl my funds low, Still the fresh prince in the sun though. Remember leaving Tom’s and I'd run home, Now I wouldn't even know his son though, Circumstances come and then love goes. Some love the struggle, some love hope. Catching butterflies with a snub nose, Matching my disguise when the front show, This a classic in my eyes like jump rope, When it's time to shine she’s always in the front row.

about

Made in Brum - moulded in Manny; Conor burst onto the scene in 2015 via the hip-hop/ electronic 4-piece A Broken Camarilla, flamboyant quick-witted wordplay, flamboyant flows and a distinctly unique singing voice to match. Since flying solo, adding more colours to his pallet as he soared, Conor’s endeavours have led to countless fruitful collaborations, a superb debut solo EP, the acquisition of a live band and now a brilliantly rounded debut album – The Garden.

10 delightful tracks lie within, integrating elements of hip-hop, trap, neo-soul & R&B, with a heavy helping of that secret Conor ingredient that renders an unparalleled vibe rippling throughout. Unlike his previous EP, The Garden is peppered with an exciting array of featuring artists; very much an inclusive project of upcoming talent graTing together in true Manchester fashion.

Rewinding to his debut solo release: Sofar; with clear intentions for progression in the Btle, this was Conor’s flag in the ground, officially staking his claim as a multi-tooled solo artist to be noticed. A year and a half later with a live band for company, he has truly refined his sound in this revamped setting. With no dilution of his whimsical personality and swagger, Conor’s development has bred a more accomplished feel to his outputs, executed naturally on the album as though he anticipated it all along. This echoes intangibly within each track, but also manifests through dreamy guitar riffs and delicate piano keys that intertwine perfectly with Conor’s vocals, epitomising his undoubted evolution from surrounding himself with live musicians.

The opening and closing tracks, performed solely by the man himself, are the perfect pillars holding together a weighty yet finely cultivated project. My Garden: lighting the fuse with a fresh delivery of optimistic bars setting the scene for the album with a head-bopping beat. I’m Gone: closing play with honest lyrics yet upbeat throughout, ending with an atmospheric feel and a vision for the future.

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released November 2, 2020

Written & Performed by Conor & The GreensKeepers
Produced by Himalia

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A songwriter, producer and recording artist from Birmingham migrating to Manchester. Bringing a trademark energy to his live performances, effortlessly transitioning from compelling content rich rapping, to soulful impassioned vocals that entwine elegantly with his multi influenced electronic production that coalesces with traditional instrumentation.

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