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GARAGE SHED 1 by June

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GARAGE SHED 1 by June - hip hop,both vocals music cover art

GARAGE SHED 1

hip hop,both vocals

0:003:13
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🎙️ [Intro – Tyler & Estelle, laughing & roasting each other]
TYLER:
Yo Estelle, shut yo corny BBC-ass up, lookin' like a crumpet that raps.
(Laughs) You in the studio with them big-ass earrings, like a chandelier had a baby with a disco ball.
ESTELLE:
Oh please, Tyler. You built like a wet baguette with secrets.
You smell like spoiled oat milk and garage anxiety.
And you got a voice like a Windex bottle — spritz spritz, lookin’ ass!
TYLER:
DAAAMN. Okay! You woke up mean today.
I just came here to talk about my emotions in a shed and you over here rottin’ my soul.
(Laughs) Roll the damn beat before I cry in this hoodie.
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🎶 [Verse 1 – Tyler]
Garden shed, more like a therapy box,
Where I talk to plants and pretend they my pops.
I got a rake named Sharon, she got an attitude,
Tried to hug her once, she hit me with gratitude.
My neighbor saw me waterin’ fake plants —
I said, "Mind ya business, Greg! That’s advanced!"
I do photosynthesis in pink socks,
Steppin' out the shed like, “Who want moss?!"
Yo, I built a birdhouse, and no birds came,
Now I’m in there writing letters, signing fake names.
I told a squirrel my secrets, now he ghosted me,
He on TikTok now with my diary, openly.
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🎶 [Hook – Estelle, hilariously soulful]
Garage shed…
Where I go when life feel dead…
Ain’t no Wi-Fi, just spiders and dread…
I made tea from a leaf, now I’m spiritually fed… (fed up!)
Yeah, Tyler cryin' in a tool drawer,
Singin' sad songs to a 2x4,
He built a bench just to sit and regret —
Got mulch in his shoes and a raccoon for a pet.
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🎶 [Verse 2 – Tyler]
I wore a sun hat and a hoodie, fashion sin,
Lookin' like a sad grandma tryin’ to win.
Got beef with a mole who stole my radish,
We got court tomorrow, it's gon’ be madness.
I journal with crayons, it’s avant-garde,
My therapist a gnome, and he pullin' my card.
He said, “Tyler, why you build a shed inside a shed?”
I said, “It’s emotional layers, you garden-fed head!”
Got wind chimes playin’ sad boy blues,
Bugs doin’ ballet in my waterproof shoes.
I got feelings, baby, and garden tools,
I plant love, then ruin it — I’m a damn fool.
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🎶 [Bridge – Estelle, smooth & sarcastic]
Ooooooh, he cryin' in the compost…
Got worms givin' therapy, toastin’ to his lost hopes…
He prunin’ his feelings like dead leaves,
Callin’ me cryin’ like, “Estelle, they don't believe!”
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🎶 [Hook – Estelle & Tyler]
ESTELLE:
Garage shed, funky lil’ vibe,
Weird-ass place where the bugs high-five…
TYLER:
Talkin’ to tomatoes like “You got soul”
ESTELLE:
You need help, bruv. Go water that mole.
BOTH (harmonizing poorly on purpose):
Shed… full of pain and dirt…
Shed… got splinters in my shirt…
Shed… where your ex left you on read…
Now you talk to a fern and call it “Fred.”
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🎙️ [Outro – Tyler & Estelle, roasting each other hard, laughing]
TYLER:
Ayo Estelle, why your laugh sound like a British car alarm?
“EEEEE-OOO-EEE-OOO I’m emotionally intelligent!”