Hashashins

The T.V screen portrays scenes Imitated by these kids in the streets With they irons Branded in they hands yea its tools for the dying Flying, gliding Bitch I'm never blinded Herbal remedy keep me up I'm grinding Watch out for that boy yup yup I'm shining No Nicholson more genuine Like pendulums or emblems When the suns reflecting off them yup This is venom for your mind My equilibriums tremendous Do this all the time Use the pencil as a weapon Large percentage use their minds To pay attention to the dumb but wonder why they are confined Life gives you signs so my sights three eyed Spirit always peace microphone eating no receipt Obese, like fat fucks riding in ya jeep Smoke one rap vibe fly as window seats Me, electric shock therapy Jeremy See you all in the new reality Found a pen so I started spittin fire This my work let me act like I'm hired Smoking fire higher than a fiend from the Wire Burning base like my name was Richard Pryor I mean I'm running base young Mark McGuire Grip on the games like a pair of fuckin pliers So skate you thought I played for the Flyers I'm so great kiss the hand Class the Sire I inspire just retire Little effort is required I acquired everything my heart desires Any beat gets destroyed never tired Beastie boy I been a beast Beats get burnt like forest fires You can see I destroy with no need for a decoy The real McCoy get eatin like bok choy Rockstar Shopboy beach I deploy Find weather to enjoy High like fives, dives, astronauts and French fries I see you want a slice but didn't help bake the pie King in my eyes never mind ya sight Would say I'm fly but any eye can see my height Rolling on my j nice weather next flight See you all on tour just me and one mic