Freeman 126th st

[Verse 1: Jack Mushroom]

Look me in my eyes and see a product of my
Environment
Blinded by the comma's saying fuck whats
In the fine print
Crowned king the night that I
Started rhymin'
Looked up to the sky and seen the star alignments
Of a couple lions
Extraterrestrial, birth place was on
Orion
Higher than a pilot, rules of gravity
Are not applyin'
I lived life before I'm on my
Second time here
I'm from the dirt when its yo' time out you
Get no time in's
Walking on water defying the laws of
Science
With a trident, with more visions than the
Ancient Mayans
Do what the fuck I want, while ya'll listen
To Simon
Sick in the sinus not in class with missin'
Assignments
I'm in a different dimension
That's timeless
Professor X in the head, perfectionist in
Rhyme books
I just do it screw what the
Time took
Shaking the floor up til most of these
Humans mind shook
Strangers wanna shake hands but i got mines in
My pockets
Skip the nonsense I don't fuck with niggas
That's outta pocket
Cuz' people hate seeing when you become the
Trending topic
And the one's who can help the most be the main ones
Trying to stop it
Sometimes I feel like I'm being
Way too honest
The answer is me me me, if you ask me
Who's the hottest
My pride and ego bigger than your highness asshole at
Its finest
Spittin' timeless my mind is equivalent to a
Diamond
I'm on a pedestal too high for you niggas
To climb it
In a different climate flexin' more than a
Fucking primate
I got a black suit for you pussies like a
Prom date
And a few hollow tips without
A name!

[Hook x4]
Hands in the air ( Fuck it)
Hands in the air now ( I'm bussin'!)

[Verse 2: Jack Mushroom]

I'm on my way to hell speeding down
The highway
My vision similar to the whip I'm in sittin'
Sideways
Compliments to Mary Jane caressing
My brain
I see the bigger picture simple niggas
See inside the frame
I'm too real I'm too honest ya'll
Forever fake
Its do or die for me, for ya'll its do or
Cellophane
Turnin' up on niggas like the volumes up all
The way
If it ain't beneficial then pardon me we are
Partin' ways
I'm on my way to a higher living with a
Higher profits
Higher business so I can hire niggas to
Do the job quick
Higher prescription mind driftin' in a
Flying saucer
Get ya apple split on some eve and steve
Jobs shit
Ready for war I been strapped up for the
Apocalypse
Poppin' clips I'm hope for the future on some
John Connor shit
Terminating anyone I got a
Problem with
Hasta la vista reduce the population by five
Percent
Enlightened one but, I ain't part of the
Five percent
Enlightened one but, I ain't out there ridin'
Dick
I'm lightin' one, lungs fryin' from whats inside
The spliff
From the city of angels but no angels live
Inside of it
Shrooms.. In my head, More than a
Psychic
Reaching levels above levels redefinin' what
High is
Telekinetic taking shots with
A mind clip
Calculated steps I'm never trippin' in the
Mine fields

[Bridge]

Dirt make yo bitch dirty wine on
The dick
Boots on my feet fake gold watch on
My wrist
I am the OG ya'll all pay
Hom-age
Rockin' Tommy Hilfig' I copped
From the thrift
I am a shark in the sea
You're a fish
I am out here in these streets like
A crip
I am out here in these streets
With the shits'
So when you hear (gun shots)
You better dip!

[Hook x4]

Hands in the air ( Fuck it)
Hands in the air now ( I'm bussin'!)

[Verse 3: Jack Mushroom]

Dirt bag get rid of like 99 percent of
Ya'
I'm high as fuck and don't want you near
My perimeter
Look me in my eyes and see, I-I
Don't give a fuck
Ride by myself because all of you
Other nigga's sus'
I'm in the dirt crackheads puffin' on
Black n milds'
Where nigga's retaliate with them macs
After you pack em' out
(skrrt skrrt, blat blat)
That's them average sounds, candles on the corner for a nigga
That shouldn't have ran his mouth
Same song and dance, another
Bad story
You either slang or bang but both of them
Are mandatory
Writing bout this life another nigga'
Had before me
Asking God for advice but he ain't got
No answers for me