Oooh yeah yeah

"Rushyyy"

Aaah-hem

Okay Yuh

I never see ya crazy face—smilin backwards, laughin crooked

Screamin "Rushy!" like a echo in a tomb thats spooked, uh

I see ya, see ya—mirror shattered, now the ghost is lookin

Same name, different grave, now the reaper double-booked it—

Dead? Dead, dead-air, dead prez but Im still the candidate

Brain gone? Nah, jus traded thoughts with the spirit in my basement

Worse than dead? Please—I resurrect like a phone with no payments

Dead man walkin—nah, more like a zombie with a cape, kid—

(Rush! Rush!)

Red ants marchin, caveman spartan—Archaeology Jones

Die, wake up, wipe the dust off like a sneaker on a throne

Ask how Im livin? Hell’s a sauna but it never snows

Lost consciousness? Nah, jus took a nap inside my soul—

Double-parked the hearse—hydrant splash, now the stretch is drippin

Flowers? Allergic—sneezed a verse, now the casket’s spittin

Gone but not forgotten? B, the mausoleum bumpin

Weed stank like corpses—blow the smoke, now the dead men jumpin—

(Heh! Rushy!)

Larger than life—shoulda bought a coffin with extensions

How long they mourn? Depends—how long this rib tattoo last in sessions

Other "I" haunt me? Nah, jus 2 demons playin chess in

We not the same—Im ugly vain, love the pain like stretchin lessons—

(Get the shovel!)

Dump it on me—ashes to Ashton, dust to dutty

Name still screamin—no face, jus the sound of my mummy

(Rushy! Rushy!)

I never see ya crazy face—smilin backwards, laughin crooked

Screamin "Rushy!" like a echo in a tomb thats spooked, uh

I see ya, see ya—mirror shattered, now the ghost is lookin

Same name, different grave, now the reaper double-booked it—

"Rushyyy"

Dead? Yeah, dead, sir—

Coroner said "this mans ghost got better threads, sir!"

Brain gone but my thoughts still spread like a veggie bed, uh

Rest in peace? Nah, rest in pieces—I collect my head, bruh

Ask how Im livin? Hell’s a sauna but the devil tanned

Freakies wanna cuddle with my skeleton hand—

"Ooh, he cold!" Nah, I’m frozen heh

Double-parked the hearse on a hydrant... now the dead land flooded!

I see, smilin... laughin... screamin my name!

(Rush-Rush-Rush!)

Dead man garden, red ant Spartan

Die, resurrect, now my shadows bargainin!

Dead man walkin? Nah, dead man stalkin—

Graveyard shift, I clock in jus to haunt ya!

"He’s dead chap" but my aura’s still stalkin

Like a WiFi ghost, u cant block this connection!

I was larger than life, should’ve built a pyramid

Now my mummy got drip—King Tut with the lyric limbs!

Allergic to pollen? Nah, allergic to coffin

They threw roses, now my grave look like a Target bargain!

How long they mourn me? Till the worms write memoirs

Im the "other I"—like a mirror in a dark car!

We aint the same, I juggle my brain

Heh

"Rushyyy"