Jumangee

Welcome to the mind of the mindless
Self indulgent upholding the backs of the spineless
See I hope you find this and get sucked into jumanji quick
In the jungle you must wait til I roll a triple six

Take a sip I brewed this bitches brew for you
It's miles away pinch hit going 2 for 2
I'm sick of old news
Tired of ramen noodles and holes down my whole shoe
Sick of old booze

Bring the class in we bring the brass and the crass in
While you bump Degrassi upper classmen we rapping
It's a round tripper
Get to home with two zippers
Start smoking in the dug out
With blue suede slippers

Its' a lifestyle
A blatant symbol for the disrespect
So if you wanna work with me you gotta cut the check
See that's what worth is
Ain't no perks to my service
Just a smile and a sermon
I am the gospel of learning

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I'll slap you with the Austin 316
A big giant with loud weed and I'm jolly green
My life's a Jackson Pollack painting
I'm spreading thin
The colors blur and metabolize in my shedding skin

See I'm a bad man
Animal drums banging a trash can
This be your last chance to dance with Galactus
Tripping off the cactus
Coyotes and peyote
I'm ready for the visions that my god is trying to show me

Leaping off the deep end with olympic style dives
If I die before my parents you could wipe my moms eyes
But the truth is I'm clueless like what the fuck do I do next
Born with 9 lives but now I feel like I have 2 left

2 Minute warning storming off the court mourning
I'm just tryna' see morning not the heavens gate doorman
I'm laying dormant my dreams dripping heavy distortion
Sorcery lies at the heart of all darkness were forced in

But im the visionary eviscerating all the stress you carry
I'll hold it on my back until I'm dead and buried
So take it all with a grain of salt and throw the paint up on the wall
Until your body rots inside a coffin caddy box



Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Perez
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