Wax - Mushroom Trip Freestyle lyrics
[Wax - Mushroom Trip Freestyle lyrics]
Ooh ah, ooh ooh ah ooh la la la la la la la
It go ooh ah, ooh ooh ah ooh la la la, yo
Gettin' bread like a pigeon
From a senior citizen sittin' in a park both
Loiterin' and litterin' spittin' with a dark
Contrast vastly different
With shit that finna get under your
Skin like it was glycerin
My lane got one car in it
My British brethren be like
"That shit is hard, innit?"
Raw wit' it
The ultimate making you withdraw all timidly
Timothy Leary, visually hear me
Images appear both vividly and clearly
Riveting and eerie like watching an old film
Knowing each and every actor's in
A coffin or a kiln, i don't
Do a lot of bondin'
Lot of talkin', it ain't often I'm respondin'
On my high horse through
The high plains wanderin'
The sunset I ride off into is Wakandan
Lot of pеople fond of my ponderin'
Underlings ovеr yonder
They somberly sing my praises
Faces that look reluctant
Phrases both repugnant and redundant
Humdrum dumb shit I get confronted with
Your one-upmanship done sunk and shit
Iceberg to the lung quick, puncture it
You unsure, uncomfortable as one could get
I once learned a mushroom trip
To shut the fuck up
Suffering is part of life
Suck it up like a tractor beam
In this elaborate dream in which
You're the lead actor being
Casted in every scene
No matter if it's comedic
Actin' or dramatic leanin'
And candidly the camera and the
Screen can't be mean
And there's no one you can hide behind
Or people you can stand between
The songs are unwritten
There's no Rodgers and Hammerstein
And you don't get to just walk to
The side and grab a tambourine
Deadringer for a lead singer
This world way too cold, I moved to Cali
I don't need winter practiced at my craft
Mastered it like Splinter but, it's funny
It was way more fun to be a beginner
Now I'm spoiled rotten by the
Flow I'm used to
Truthfully it took awhile to develop
Like photos used to
Flash forward, now I own a booth too
And people often say, "You look
Nice next to that microphone, it suit's you"
Tour van, smile dryly as I cruise through
Fuck it
I do it live like O'Reilly or The Roots do
Few screws loose, highly cuckoo
Irey as Honey Boo-Boo with a
Stein full of YooHoo!
Screw you and what your wack crew wants
You lack nuance, i disregard you and stack
Loot like the Duponts
Paint a picture perfectly with
Words that keep
Graphic designers inspired to create
Some new fonts times Newer Roman
For rhymes through my mind I
Am fine tooth combin'
Post-COVID you can catch me on the road again
Mind wide open as I drive through Bozeman
America, I'm applying to be your spokesman
Coast to coast from Roanoke to Oakland
Who dosed him? Who knows him?
Who brought him here? What's he smokin'?
I'll have some of that get to rollin'
Yo, he got a twin, can we clone him?
What's he cloaked in?
Is that regular leather or goat skin?
It go ooh ah, ooh ooh ah ooh la la la, yo
Gettin' bread like a pigeon
From a senior citizen sittin' in a park both
Loiterin' and litterin' spittin' with a dark
Contrast vastly different
With shit that finna get under your
Skin like it was glycerin
My lane got one car in it
My British brethren be like
"That shit is hard, innit?"
Raw wit' it
The ultimate making you withdraw all timidly
Timothy Leary, visually hear me
Images appear both vividly and clearly
Riveting and eerie like watching an old film
Knowing each and every actor's in
A coffin or a kiln, i don't
Do a lot of bondin'
Lot of talkin', it ain't often I'm respondin'
On my high horse through
The high plains wanderin'
The sunset I ride off into is Wakandan
Lot of pеople fond of my ponderin'
Underlings ovеr yonder
They somberly sing my praises
Faces that look reluctant
Phrases both repugnant and redundant
Humdrum dumb shit I get confronted with
Your one-upmanship done sunk and shit
Iceberg to the lung quick, puncture it
You unsure, uncomfortable as one could get
I once learned a mushroom trip
To shut the fuck up
Suffering is part of life
Suck it up like a tractor beam
In this elaborate dream in which
You're the lead actor being
Casted in every scene
No matter if it's comedic
Actin' or dramatic leanin'
And candidly the camera and the
Screen can't be mean
And there's no one you can hide behind
Or people you can stand between
The songs are unwritten
There's no Rodgers and Hammerstein
And you don't get to just walk to
The side and grab a tambourine
Deadringer for a lead singer
This world way too cold, I moved to Cali
I don't need winter practiced at my craft
Mastered it like Splinter but, it's funny
It was way more fun to be a beginner
Now I'm spoiled rotten by the
Flow I'm used to
Truthfully it took awhile to develop
Like photos used to
Flash forward, now I own a booth too
And people often say, "You look
Nice next to that microphone, it suit's you"
Tour van, smile dryly as I cruise through
Fuck it
I do it live like O'Reilly or The Roots do
Few screws loose, highly cuckoo
Irey as Honey Boo-Boo with a
Stein full of YooHoo!
Screw you and what your wack crew wants
You lack nuance, i disregard you and stack
Loot like the Duponts
Paint a picture perfectly with
Words that keep
Graphic designers inspired to create
Some new fonts times Newer Roman
For rhymes through my mind I
Am fine tooth combin'
Post-COVID you can catch me on the road again
Mind wide open as I drive through Bozeman
America, I'm applying to be your spokesman
Coast to coast from Roanoke to Oakland
Who dosed him? Who knows him?
Who brought him here? What's he smokin'?
I'll have some of that get to rollin'
Yo, he got a twin, can we clone him?
What's he cloaked in?
Is that regular leather or goat skin?