Jamal Rashon - Hyperbole

Hey, how much of that did you just give me
Enough, just take it, trust me
Is that, is that safe
Just trust me
Ahh shit
Ahh fuck
This is some good as shit
Am I supposed to be sweating like this
You good, just relax
Aight
Yea hold all my appointments for the day, thank you
Hopped in the A six, I'm rolling down the strip
I'm far from basic, private yacht on a slip
Presidential status, secret service goon squad
Infantry is the baddest, seeking serpents, oorah
I get bathed like Prince Akeem, royal penis is clean
I get paid like Mickey D's, every corner serve fiends
My portfolio gross ten figures each year
Microphone grows destined for me to reach your ear
Had to confiscate MOA lot to park all my cars
Went and built my own rocket, embark to the stars
I got a clone of my body in a cryo chamber
It's just a step of precaution in case my life in danger
I'm fucking Saudi Kings female off spring
They suck my dumplings, talk, email sexting
I sit back thinking, like what's the next best thing
Six naked top models, we in the mud wrestling
Right now I'm higher than Hell, I guess this must be Heaven
Everyday of the week, I'm talking one through seven
Am I dead or alive or is this just a dream
Last memory brightness above, spot light beam
Right now I'm higher than Hell, I guess this must be Heaven
Everyday of the week, I'm talking one through seven
Am I dead or alive or is this just a dream
Last memory brightness above, spot light beam
Stepped out the G six walking on red carpet
Snow Leopard breakfast straight from the black market
Utopia mind state, what drug I take
I stock up just in case of recession, I keep weight
Had bunker built for doomsday about a mile deep
Went about a day without green, I suffered mildly
Mirrors made from diamonds, I wanted Spidey vision
You call that movie theater, in my crib that's a television
Since birth everyday was my birthday, don't know the actual date
Marlin fishing in Florida Keys, Kobe Beef is bate
My ding a ling need custom third leg briefs
Woke up and stole on that pussy, in the bed thief
Can do anything you imagine, money is not an issue
Just one room full of the right people to present it to
See vesting in my dreams change your reality
And if it wasn't gone be me then who'd else could it be
Right now I'm higher than Hell, I guess this must be Heaven
Everyday of the week, I'm talking one through seven
Am I dead or alive or is this just a dream
Last memory brightness above, spot light beam
Right now I'm higher than Hell, I guess this must be Heaven
Everyday of the week, I'm talking one through seven
Am I dead or alive or is this just a dream
Last memory brightness above, spot light beam
Just wait, hold n a second, now let me get this straight
I'm gonna need more drugs just so I can sedate
Don't wanna alter the vision, my precious mind state
On the brink of psychosis, detoxes is blind fate
Maybe I take my own life, or did I already
Or try to find out my roots, start in the Serengeti
Get in touch wit Mother, nature can nurture best
And watch your course of actions, I'm sure it's all a test

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Jamal LaChapelle

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