Текст песни Shroom - Sideshow the King

Notice, I'm out here chilling
Did mushrooms my eyesight spilling
See color chart finna check your vision
Made one head kick on the night I killed him
I don't roast, I'm straight up chilling with the ghosts
Digging up bones on the westcoast
Scaring everybody on the TV from the East Coast
Like a talk show host always reaching for the most
Pay that tax
Drive to your house finna beat your ass
That's straight up facts
Teaching you a joke like teaching old folks not to shit their pants
You know you whack
I come first like I jerk off last
That's why my job's done and your hands in your pants
I'm done first so I work your ass cause your so damn dumb
You keep coming back
Your face looks like some back fat
Stomp a dumb bitch in his boots, burn his snapback
You see your boys face, I slap that
I'mma cum quick on your roots and back tats
Bitch

Immediately
I kept on punching repeatedly
The question was stupid
You can't act obediently so I beat you illegally
Had your bitch jumping like Evel Knievel
As soon as you leave then she seeing me
Had the clique bumping like diesel engines
At the refill station now every dork out here being me
Gotta be kidding me
Been doing this shit seven years now they kicking me
I figured out where my grip should be
Whipping the van while we solving these mysteries
Junior year, they call me HarlemMeatwad
Now I'm calling these people retards, making history
I just treat y'all how these years have been feeling
Until I see victories
Keep punching until my face just feels blistery
I'm cooking food no deliveries
I keep it real, when you get on my nerves you gon' know
Cause I'm sitting there jittery, ready to own you
Here's my inquiry: chopping your shit to P'zone's
And I'm feeling it
Make your life a new misery, breaking your legs with a stone
Making the panties so slippery

In the long run, don't mess with me in the long run
Cause one day you might mess with the wrong one
And your mom want me to fill the condom
Ask her
Ass fatter than the bass on the master
Your whole crew look like a bunch on actors
Call me Northwest face smasher
North Face hoodie bitch, t-shirt, Thrasher
And your last boyfriend was trash like your current one trash
Let me get you a basket
I remember back in 2017 I was opening shows in a all black casket
Holy fuck and your bitch still ratchet
Sad like a bitch cause her man got his ass kicked