Rushy... Rushy... Rush! Aye‑woah‑whoa, we levitatin out the grave Rise‑up‑rise, Rushy’s ink—no fairy‑tale Im a tongue‑chewer, Sav‑anna‑sauce on my palate Swallowin syllables, bite‑size bars, Im the rhyme‑gallate Sip my flavor, you’ll bud like spring‑green weed Ink so thick, it drown‑s the sage, a tidal‑read Pew-pow‑talk, I moon‑walk thru the clip, mute the gat Turn that iron ‘round, reload truth—boom‑tact! They blame the kush, Im the loose screw in the gear Gauge the high, its the pressure, not the fear Failure’s jus a tutor, beat‑down tuition paid in pain Knowledge rains, Im the storm that never quits the lane Skipped class, but the test already in my veins— Answers pre‑written, Im the ghost that flips the frames Sleep so deep Im upright, Earth spins beneath my chest Core‑rotate, Im the axis, magnet‑pull, no rest Run the outer atmosphere, Im the ozone‑shredder Alley‑oop the sun, no sweater, jus a heat‑seder Break the subconscious chain, loop‑loop paradox Lies dressed as truth, I'm the proof that knocks Pens a razor, split desks like half‑cut logs My verses chisel metal slabs, they whisper Gods Funny‑bone arm swing, I bang, then laugh—boom Iron fist, sand‑bag punch, Im the rooms monsoon Right jab, left hook, the mat sings plastic‑swoon 1o seconds later, he’s up—times a loopy tune Depression’s past, Im the past‑future collision Nephilim’s myth, Yao’s whisper—small‑vision Rush‑ghost cross‑trident, I lift it up the ridge Exhaust the climb, then I plant a flag—Im the bridge Homeschoolin in my own class, curriculum’s a maze Left ur ho soaked, seeded—watch it blaze If u cant see the script, u wont believe the blaze Sick of the silence, I got ur grip on “up‑up‑up”‑phase Brain in the Johnson, thinkin with the shaft When she jerks, its a light‑bulb: dictionary‑craft Giant in the grip, pencils bend like steel Pits in kennels, pistols wet—no—no‑fence, jus feel Words dense as lead, sink in a pond of thought Flow tighter than a knot, even physics gets caught My rhymes the sole 1’s that no clone can copy Rare gem on a ring, u cant bond, u just pop‑y Reality bends, truth twists, Im the flood that proof devours Even when I fall, I rise—phoenix from the towers Rushy... Rushy... Rush!
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