Mac Miller - Black Bush lyrics

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Mac Miller - Black Bush lyrics

[Hook] Tell me what reality is, all of ya'll back on my dick Whoa, woah, I don't get mad about sh** Did you see that a** on that b**h No, woah, no I'm not waiting in line Got a little paper that's fine Whoa, woah, find it hard to make up my mind All of ya'll hate when I shine Whoa, woah... [Interlude] Ladies and gentlemen This is a revolution [Verse 1] On that black bush, smoke a bunch of Backwoods My mind numb, I'm high as high come I'm somewhat of a f** up, put it in her guts ‘till the cum bust Combustion, at the function, drunk and acting as prophets would When Pac rocked with Suges, smoking blunts at Hollywood I was a youngin' who didn't know sh** 'bout nothing Now I'm 21 and I feel like I'm on to something Getting emphysema, madder than Ebenezer I'm a king b**h, (salads, I get a caesar) Pulling uranium from Mesopotamian rivers I need a b**h that let me f** and make me some dinner God made me a sinner, following protocol Overall, I'm f**ing b**hes and there's coke involved Watching Carl Sagan, wishing I could talk Jamaican I'm waiting, be prepared for invasion [Hook] [Verse 2] I blow a kiss to the Jehovah's Witness f** a corporation, I support local business And this one goes out to all the hoes and b**hes My homies told me better know your limits I'm so efficient, ultra dishing with dope prevision We smoking if we here, homie don't need no permission Variation of avian in the atrium Waiting for nature's rain to shower ya'll with some sense sh**, life gets realer, then the press kits Special like Ed is, someone call a medic ‘Cause I lost my mind, I'm off the Richter scale Don't you worry yourself, baby this is hell Product of a witches spell, rappers all Chippendales I'm getting-getting money now, expensive ginger ale Sip the whiskey with a b**h named Lewinsky Told her give me head and tell everybody