Letra Mushroom Lil Darkie

Mushroom

When i was, uh, taking that medication i lost interest in life i used to call your mom and say i want to die

I been killing myself
Everyday
Go buy some liquor and drink wit my niggas
I sip til the end of the day
I been killing myself
Everyday
I don’t want none of you niggas to help me
Cuz this is the game that we play

One cigarette
Two cigarette
Three cigarette
Four cigarette
More
Bored nigga just
Poison the chest
Toys in a mess
Boys in a nest
First hitting that floor
Who?
You!
I come wit the venom
Run with the denim (genes)
Drum on a gun we defending
One we the better son
Kain won wit a bit of fun
I don’t see the sun
When the thunder come i’m under tend to ponder
Who decide who live and die i wonder?
Me!
I don’t wanna be like you
Yeah i see right thru
On the beat that true
No lie!
I don’t wanna front and bring my nigga the pain
Sometimes wanna put a bullet into my brain
Sometimes wanna put a bullet into the nigga that
Wanna put a bullet into my brain
Insane
Go both ways like a bi man
Got a problem with me
I tell you to try then
Got a problem you can
Die the, die then, dive in
Suicide if you can’t swim
I know that i been up on the rim
Gonna jump off
Papa asking where have i been
Tell him “fuck off”
Tell a nigga where does it
End'

This world is temporary
This world and joy and live, don't think about whats going to happen after death to all those things
Let it happen
Nobody is going to answer the question, but you have to believe
Maybe its to easy
Its not that scary as you may think

(uh)
I got that (uh), i got that (uh), i got that (uh), i got that (ooh, yuh) i got that mm, i got that uh (ok), i got that ooh (yuh), i got that (ooh), i got that (ooh, ok, uh), i got that (uh, yeah), i got that, i got that
If you on shrooms
Then you might not wanna have blood in your room
Or violent tunes
Or maybe it’s cool'
Play metal you dudes
And females should stay out yo phone and yo emails
People is harder to look at you see melt
Harder to talk when you don’t know the wordage
(i’m too high for this)
What is a word is?
High for to forage for berries to make into porridge
I don’t gotta touch you to know you very much
Sure that i do have a butt too
Mushrooms
It’s nice how we share that same feature
Creatures
Under bleachers
Looking for a bird or peach or other fruit
Don’t greet ya teachers
Ever expanding reality handing the answers
To me infinite understanding
Shifting and moving
My lips and it’s soothing
To trip like you’re cruising
I’m hit so i’m bruising
Im blue and i’m black and i’m red on the backend
I got that shit
I got that shit lil nigga
How come my clip get bigger?
I just wan flip yo figure
I just wan make you smile
Psilocybin get wild
Soon as i’m “in” my tiles
Start coming off of the floor
Squeezing all my pimples
Crushing all of my pores
Am i a man or am i a baby?
Am i a man or am i a lady?
With a pussy so sweet
Wit a tushie get beat
I want to beat my meat
Repeat repeat
I got schedule one inside my head you bum
And when you dead you done
I shouldn’t have fed you none
But i’m a fun guy
Take a little fungi
Bumping yin out the back of the hyundai
Nigga we all gon die
And that’s okay
Run up on him with a drug
Hope that asshole pray
Don’t like acid as much
Don’t do that so great
I got a lotta in my pocket
Will you pass or take
Cuz mmmmm
I got that, i got that, i got that, i got that uh, i got that uh, i got that (ooh), i got that, i got that (uh), i got that (uh), i got that, i got that (ooh, uh), i got that (ooh, uh), i got that (ooh), i got that, i got that (uh, uh), i got that (ooh), i got that, (i got that)

Imperfection is the way to learn perfection
When you do a mistake, your learning, your learning
Oh, i did this this way so this is a mistake
And uh, you- you have to learn your limitation, this is my limitation you people have took to much from me, that's not me. OK?
So, don't think about other peoples comment, or there opinion nothing matters, nothing matters

(my mom singing with me)
[an Indian nursery rhyme for small children
About making Indian sweets or “laddu” and eating them]

Sweet like a laddu
Walk around town
Yeah i feel like a sadhu
What would amma do?
Act like a guru
Eating murukku
Say they’ll pull up and they’ll shoot you
Talking poo poo
Thu thu
Yeah yo shoes looking too new
Give them shoes to me
I’m with eddy he might pull up
He gripping that .223

(my grandma freestyling and me layering her)

My patti and my tha tha
Amma’s amma and her appa
But i do not have an annan
I just have a little brother
Wit that srichurnam on my head
No bindhi
Man free all my brothers from the feds
Fuck mindy from “the office” my nigga
I eat gulab jamun
Oh you got a a+ come and have a hug my son

Oh my son is a [?] docter so good, so talent, so smart [?]

(my mom singing with me)