Fairly Odd
Reeling in the dough and Jane
And still he numb, no novocaine
I fill my lungs and blow the pain, concealing guns to blow ya brains
Atilla Hun, he kill for fun, we militant, ya soldiers lame
I'm really young, and really dumb and still become ya only flame
I really paint like Basquiat
Wonder a lot, but ask me not
Succumb to a thought, and naturally wrong, what Astral be on?
Just catch me hops
Or let me drop, connect the dots and that's a massive plot
Off the acid, you would think it's magic when I'm rapping dawg
Off ya cabbage, Astral Jack the maddest nigga after all
All the static, want it automatic but they'd rather talk
Causing damage but it's self inflicted cause' I chose addiction
Focused mystic, growth from dosing wisdom, molded that to bars
Local misfit, quick as Covid, drifting like it's pole position
So persistent, and he flow with rhythms out the solar system
Only missing time between the pictures in my mind
I'm really gifted by design, it's Astral Jack not Asher Roth
Got tunes from the womb, clean moves, lotta juice
Like a lake, fuck a Jake, shark eyes watching plates
Talking shit, back it up
Rocket ship, magic bus
Filler bars still as hard as any other rapper bruh
(You better know where you at dawg)
Ain't a pretty place to be, no breaking me
A last straw placed upon my back could never crack it, that's a fact dawg
Black Sun coming, get to running, but it catch y'all, that's all
Nothing really to it but to do it now
Bring the STEEZY movement, be influence to them juveniles
Not too many too profound
Most these niggas losers how the fuck you sign ya soul away?
You motherfuckin' stupid child
Clueless, you get muted soon as you don't bring them groupies out
Superficial bitches only in it for the Louis clown
Slewing lucid music til' they shoot me down
Life's a fuckin' movie, who produce the sound?
Moving through the roots reduce the use of crowns
Dope, I got em' pookie bound
Flow hypnotic, groovy style
Solo droppin' heat and boxing demons til' they threw the towel
Often keep it fluid, dude is water in a new canal
Blotters of the Lucy, Harry Potter with a doobie pile
And still he numb, no novocaine
I fill my lungs and blow the pain, concealing guns to blow ya brains
Atilla Hun, he kill for fun, we militant, ya soldiers lame
I'm really young, and really dumb and still become ya only flame
I really paint like Basquiat
Wonder a lot, but ask me not
Succumb to a thought, and naturally wrong, what Astral be on?
Just catch me hops
Or let me drop, connect the dots and that's a massive plot
Off the acid, you would think it's magic when I'm rapping dawg
Off ya cabbage, Astral Jack the maddest nigga after all
All the static, want it automatic but they'd rather talk
Causing damage but it's self inflicted cause' I chose addiction
Focused mystic, growth from dosing wisdom, molded that to bars
Local misfit, quick as Covid, drifting like it's pole position
So persistent, and he flow with rhythms out the solar system
Only missing time between the pictures in my mind
I'm really gifted by design, it's Astral Jack not Asher Roth
Got tunes from the womb, clean moves, lotta juice
Like a lake, fuck a Jake, shark eyes watching plates
Talking shit, back it up
Rocket ship, magic bus
Filler bars still as hard as any other rapper bruh
(You better know where you at dawg)
Ain't a pretty place to be, no breaking me
A last straw placed upon my back could never crack it, that's a fact dawg
Black Sun coming, get to running, but it catch y'all, that's all
Nothing really to it but to do it now
Bring the STEEZY movement, be influence to them juveniles
Not too many too profound
Most these niggas losers how the fuck you sign ya soul away?
You motherfuckin' stupid child
Clueless, you get muted soon as you don't bring them groupies out
Superficial bitches only in it for the Louis clown
Slewing lucid music til' they shoot me down
Life's a fuckin' movie, who produce the sound?
Moving through the roots reduce the use of crowns
Dope, I got em' pookie bound
Flow hypnotic, groovy style
Solo droppin' heat and boxing demons til' they threw the towel
Often keep it fluid, dude is water in a new canal
Blotters of the Lucy, Harry Potter with a doobie pile
Credits
Writer(s): Derrice Jackson
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