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