"Rushyyyyyy"

Say, say

Rushy, Rushy, Rush!

Who u Thought I Was (Huh?)

Rushy!

Once its up-n-stuck, aint no up-n-down, no back-n-forth, no round-n-round, btch!

These dudes'll trip, better tighten they shoes, cus they really cannot fall down... unless I push em, huh? Goofys hate cus they down

I cant hear a thing... my attic's too high, my minds too stuck up in these clouds

Im up here hangin with angels n pterodactyls, talkin ancient things I really dont wanna do no talkin... jus walkin... ghost walkin

I be spacey, I jus be livin in space, too high in space, starin-in-space like Im deaf at space, spaced the fuck out, outTA line, outTA bounds, outTA time, outTA here!

My sht be so fckin smooth, like butter on a baby's head, these weirdos be in my way, move the shed, move the whole house, move the whole block!

When u see Rushy, I look unapproachable... like a locked vault filled with money n monkeys, huh?! Jus to show u that I dont give a huh, even when u approach me, dont even touch me, Im untouchable, Im invisible unless u lookin wit ur 3rd eye

Under no condition in ur position u gon keep ur spot, boy, its non-negotiable, like ur life, like my pen, non-retrieval!

They dck ridin, swear to God, they jus bike ridin, they lookin fruity man, call em Tutti- Frutti, man!

If he got waves, Ima aim it at his dewy man, make his hair lay down, make him look like a new man!

I think that that he got a problem, huh?

Maybe he livin under a rock, he must be talkin to Patrick, thats a sponge bobby!

They call me weird, but they out here wanna swallow now, huh? (What?!)

Like a goldfish, swallow the bowl now?

Like a throat coat, smooth it right down now?

I kno if u try to check me, its gon be pricey, cost u ur arm n ur leg

see I kno aint no 1 ever let me, I jus do what Im likin, like a lightnin bolt, sudden n bright see!

Im mad great, I aint seen sht, I aint have cable, only see my own reflection in the piss pit

Couldnt eat sht, I had to crap table!

Like a dice game, no luck, jus fate-ful!

They try to recreate it, but Im a hell of a writer boy, pen sharper than a knife boy

Even the AI gotta practice more, they got no soul, they jus rappers, boy!

Givin Rush a pen is like givin Mike to the Jackson 4, make em disappear, Jackson 5 no more!

Im on the moon, btch, Im outta my body, like a ghost party, feelin naughty

S-s-slide like the soles on the shoes of Jackson, smooth criminal action

I moonwalk out of there, invisible air, gone wit the wind, disappear there!

Life is a btch n yo btch miserable, tell her hit me up, make her feel a lil visible!

Rushy