| Mix the sunshine add some rain | 
| A pinch of loving sow a seed and | 
| The grass can be greener on the other side | 
| The grass can be greener on the other side | 
| And the people go | 
| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay | 
| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay | 
| Friends of mine worry about they welfare | 
| They’re not really doing well they’re just doing fare | 
| Without medical healthcare pockets bare | 
| Hiding their car far from repo man | 
| Checking caller ID before they answer they phone | 
| Bill collectors call round the clock at their home | 
| But they still wanna gone & replace their light bulbs | 
| Blacks want to be green, we wanna recycle | 
| Many of us poor so we take the mass transport | 
| Walk streets, bump beats, that’s what the headphones are for | 
| No SUV’s steady spilling mad smoke | 
| All the baller images is just us in the video | 
| Most people that I know is on foot | 
| Living green naturally it’s all good | 
| I -Recycle cans and paper goods in my hood, son | 
| No trash mouth 'cause trash is better in a dump | 
| Mix the sunshine add some rain | 
| A pinch of loving sow a seed and | 
| The grass can be greener on the other side | 
| The grass can be greener on the other side | 
| And the people go | 
| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay | 
| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay | 
| I stopped to get gas at the Citgo | 
| I saw a brother passing by throwing trash out his window | 
| I walked over and I picked it up | 
| It was a Styrofoam cup filled with cigarette butts | 
| What the (uh), he was thug and a litterbug | 
| I’m just trying to be a man that recycling | 
| See we support waste management | 
| And their efforts to prevent waste from piling up on each continent | 
| We separate the paper and elastic | 
| Then do the same with cardboard and plastic | 
| We take glass and bulbs filled with halogen | 
| And put aluminum and tin in a separate bin | 
| My next of kin yeah we heard about it | 
| But we’ve been letting friends worry about it | 
| See where were from smog is hovering | 
| So I’m dedicating this verse to helping mother earth to recover | 
| Organically we grow our trees | 
| Flowers blooming, attracting birds and bees | 
| Teach our kids how to plant seeds | 
| And nurture harvest until the season comes | 
| Soil we feed | 
| Soil we feed | 
| Mix the sunshine add some rain | 
| A pinch of loving sow a seed and | 
| The grass can be greener on the other side | 
| The grass can be greener on the other side | 
| And the people go | 
| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay | 
| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay | 
| Life is filled with challenges | 
| My boy’s kidneys failed man he’s on dialysis | 
| 3 hours to filter his blood every day | 
| We trying to learn more about the herbal remedies | 
| Get back to the way God meant for it to be | 
| Hanging with my peeps on the stoop being free | 
| Should’ve listened to the Indians and not the Pilgrims | 
| The world warming up, there’s much less chillin' | 
| And yet where I’m from there 's still some convincing | 
| Older folks don’t trust the White’s intentions | 
| Some think natural living is hocus pocus | 
| But with record high heat waves they taking notice | 
| Mix the sunshine add some rain | 
| A pinch of loving sow a seed and | 
| The grass can be greener on the other side | 
| The grass can be greener on the other side | 
| And the people go | 
| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay | 
| Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay, Ah-ay |