[Lyric] Mount Rushmore (Fred the Godson)

[Intro]
I'm on live on Instagram right now
The fans is watchin', huh
I'ma ask them like I'ma ask y'all
Mount Rushmore: you got B.I.G., you got Jay, you got Nas
Who would you put if you had one more pick?
You know, ay
Just to etch the best four rappers in stone, knahI'msayin'?
I wanna hear it, but before that, let me talk
It's GOOORRRRDOOOO!!

[Verse 1]
One for my independence
Two, if you in attendance
Three, I'm a descendant (of who?)
Of dead in the middle of little, ain't no pun intended (woo!)
The statue they pretended to defend it (facts)
I took the liberty (facts), did it deliberately (right)
Classic delivery, I'm the owner
School of hard knocks, calligraphy on the diploma (woo!)
In the studio cookin', smell the aroma
Bear with me, I rarely drink Coronas (nah)
The time when I don't have to drive, I think of the loaner (I do)
In a room full of people, I feel a loner
My rhyme is incredible, (?)
Brain on ya belt
The mind is a terrible thing to waste
Favorite rapper Pun
Wish he was alive, son (rest in peace)
And this is the diary of his Godson, ahh
[Chorus]
This is Hip-Hop, this is Hip-Hop
This is Mount Rushmore (Rushmore)
You got Jay, B.I.G., Nas (uh huh)
Who you put for one more?
(Who you put for one more?) Huh
This is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop)
This is Mount Rushmore (Rushmore)
You got B.I.G., Jay, even Nas (even Nas)
Who would you put for one more?
(Who would you put for one more?)

[Verse 2]
They callin' me a throwback
Maybe 'cause I flow that
Way for you to get the picture, different from a Kodak, Black
I'm still a fan of his work (peace)
Niggas hit me up, I'm in high demand for a verse (facts)
I suppose it's 'cause the way I compose
I propose
Like a walk-in closet, should let me close (woo!)
It's just the way that I'm spittin'
My cat pregnant
Besides that, who are we kiddin'? (Haha)
I'm nice, you just hot now
What it take for you a year to write, I jot down (it's nothin')
The metaphors
And they fear the flow of that boy
Come out with the punches on stage, Arsenio Hall
Ah, still a student of the 90s
They remind me how they rewind me (ahh)
Favorite rapper B.I.G
Wish he was alive, son (rest in peace)
This is the diary of his Godson, ahh
[Chorus]
This is Hip-Hop, this is Hip-Hop
This is Mount Rushmore (Rushmore)
You got Jay, B.I.G., Nas (uh huh)
Who you put for one more?
(Who you put for one more?) Huh
This is Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop)
This is Mount Rushmore (Rushmore)
You got B.I.G., Jay, even Nas (even Nas)
Who would you put for one more?
(Who would you put for one, uh)