Lyrics:
The Mushroom Man
They call me the Mushroom Man
(Why?)
Cos I big up the Mushroom Gang
(That's right)
They call me the Mushroom Man
(But I)
Ain't gon
brother found
Them magic mushrooms
The fruit of the land
Them magic mushrooms
Pick 'em out by hand
My brother and his friends were the gothic hippie kind
and mycophobics, they all love them all
As a side dish, maybe?
Or dried, bottled, canned or raw
Then we have the human mushroom
With fungus like noses or mushrooms
to the populace
A round of applause if it slaughters them all
Sorry grandpa, it's been me versus the fog
In a centrifuge of fluid that I'm trying to defrost
It's
the system where he trap us black males
Sippin' Henny as the world turn, close my eyes, see my mama face and
Know she always kept me straight just like them
Mama never raised a coward
Mushrooms with the flower
Higher than a tower
I'll be tripping in an hour
I've got dreams of living palace
While you
And ride for your crispy 850-I
I fuck with them drugs 'cause it gets me high
Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa, yeah
Been doin' this rap shit since '85
Then
you
So everybody buy my shit or I'm a come and kill you
I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets
I'm your brother when you need,
breakin' pounds in my room (pounds)
(Offset)
Ayy, I ain't tryna save them (no)
Mama said don't let 'em no where you lay at (mama)
Old bitches back in
Blazing out the sunroof, off them mushrooms, imma chase that
No more stealing, dealing xannies, pockets they gon stay fat
Stay close to the Wesson,
I make the beats
This is the EJM news
Elijah Marrow tell them the news
Ladies and gentlemen we have breaking news
We got Karens and angry mamas
more
Hurry up and order, ain't no postin' by my door, uh
Boomin' on my porch, boomin' on my mama porch, uh
SniperGang boys, makin' noise
I got hella
my bed)
These psilocybin mushrooms got you all up in my head (in my brain)
Lust, love
Lust, love
Here we go again (yet again)
Lust, love
Lust, love
Oh
you can't swallow me whole
Twist on that Thang like I taught you
Start at the base make your way up to that mushroom
Oooooo I might bust in yo face
Shawty keep it thick, she eat them extra fries
What up with these mushrooms, give me extra lives
Devil weigh me down, I need to exorcise
The way she
classic
They gon keep it in the plastic nigga
I promised mama
This is all I got
To cope widdit
It's been more than pot
Takin these mushrooms
Under
ride in ya Civic
'Cause I like them ghetto hoochies
One who got them big ol' booties
Save the drama for your mama
All I want is my hoochie mama
I got that glow
You be thinking slow
That's why you ain't in my zone
Low level people get the fuck out my zone
Cuz you are program by them satellite
comics
Mc dummies move the crowd, PA Speakers be booming loud them woofers blow, so air it out bass hit so hard makes a mushroom cloud (We Spread It
he must act fast, he needed a plan
So he sat down and furrowed his brow
The bands of mushrooms he kept in his cave
Must be sick of the Ogre by now
So
up, iced out, gun in my hand
I got too much sauce, they can't understand
Scarf wrapped around my head like the Taliban
Ooh, look how them diamonds
sacrifice
Whatever
[LeCoya LeJuene]
No one wants to see
An angel in this world
In these days
To them I am
The epitome of evil
A found soul
the young by
The score from each doorway (mama roma, mama) mama
Roma has eyes that were burned from the skies of
Amoré mama roma takes care just to lead
the new mosquito
Through placebo I clutch doom
Haile Selassie and Nina rolling on mushrooms
It's quick with flu, I trend like Nipsey Blue
I smoke
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