Mac Miller - Black Bush lyrics

rate me

Hook:

Tell me what reality is,

All of ya’ll back on my dick, oh, oh

I don’t get mad about shit

But did you see that ass on that bitch, oh, oh?

No, I’m not waiting in line

You got a little paper that’s fine, oh, oh

I find it hard to make up my mind

All of ya hate when I shine, oh, oh!

Ladies and gentlemen

This is a revolution

On that black bush, smoke a bunch of Backwoods

My mind numb, I’m high as high kong

I’m somewhat of a fuck up,

Put it in her guts till the cum bust.

Combustion, at the function, drunk and acting as prophets would

When Pac rocked with … smoking blunts at Hollywood

I was a younging who didn’t know shit about nothing

Now I’m 21 and I feel like I’m on to something

Getting … madder than …

I’m a king, bitch!

(sometimes I get a seizure)

Pulling uranium from Mesopotamian rivers

I need a bitch to let me fuck and make me some dinner

God made me a sinner, following protocol

Overall, I’m fucking bitches and there’s coke involved

Watching Carl Sagan, wishing I could talk Jamaican

I’m waiting, be prepared for invasion!

Hook:

Tell me what reality is,

All of ya’ll back on my dick, oh, oh

I don’t get mad about shit

But did you see that ass on that bitch, oh, oh?

No, I’m not waiting in line

You got a little paper that’s fine, oh, oh

I find it hard to make up my mind

All of ya hate when I shine, oh, oh!

I blow a kiss to the Jehovah’s Witness

Fuck a corporation, I support local business

(That’s right, dude, I do!)

And this one goes out to all the hoes and bitches

My homies told me, “ better know your limits!”

I’m so efficient, ultra dishing with dope prevision (wow!)

We smoking if we here, homie, don’t need no permission

Variation, that avian in the atrium

Waiting for nature’s rain to shower ya’ll with some sense

Shit! 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 Chippendale

I’m getting money now, expensive ginger …

Sip the whiskey with a bitch named Lewinsky

Told her give me head and tell everybody

(Tell everybody!

Let ‘em know!)