In your old man voice Yeah, a one two, a one two For one two, for one two For one two, for one two For one two, for one two Uh uh nothin’ but rhymes its quite simple
Hey its what I create to eliminate the hate Illuminate the night in the lightning UFO sightings leave ‘em unidentified Steady I be getting high You ain’t got no herbal I’ma lend you mine Its Doctor Octagon call him young phenomenon I leave these rappers starving like its Ramadan You are the wackest my style holographic Had to put my city on the map shit If you a fat kid go get active If you a bad bitch then be a actress Rap ease carnage, my family aint the Partrige Hard tricks flawless, trapeze artists Take my life and put it in a photo album How much money do I got? I don’t know who’s countin’ Fake muthafucka’s round me I could do without them You keepin’ it a hundred I could use a thousand I’m comin’ now, call a truce I got a lot but, not to lose I’m the shit makin’ hits call me Doctor Luke And prescribing you a vibe for that awful mood Why you sad all the time? Jump off a roof While I’m kicking it with Q-tip and Posdnuos Tryna put me down well that’s futile ooh child Supernatural message got you spooked out Believe in God but don’t believe religion Saying its the truth but never really listened That’s another conversation though Walking on the pavement home find a way to go Maybe one might take the word Robert Frost Blowin’ out steam but its all exhaust We comin’ for your dollars better call the cops You want a war? we got a nuclear holocaust Yo E how many bars is that Is it enough to give these haters all heart attacks I been writing on the paper Gave me carpal tunnel Couple billion people are they all gon’ love you? Hell no, hell no I be grindin’ though the rain, sleet, hail, snow Sticking to my word like its Velcro On some shell toes, what else yo Dope shit, go crazy Kinda like the internet over Hov’s baby My girl tell me Mac you a wierdo I guarantee that baby be a super hero This ain’t nothin’ but comes rhymes from my mind That been stuck inside since the beginning of time Chemical romance, slow dance with no pants If I got my eyes on her playa you got no chance This some simple shit I’m sure they fear I’m just trying to explore whats real Child of the blues never liked school Been miseducated so word to Lauran hill Music is my outlet walking through the polo store In the studio wondering what I go home for In my own world when I close the door To the booth, young and searching for the truth Like that, like that, like that, like that And a little bit of this and a little bit of that I just spit a rhyme tell me that I kick a rap And if you got time, you can sit down Listen to me now, pass the flow around Hey thats some cypher shit, I know you like that shit Freestyle in the air go and write that shit I don’t write that bitch I got ill flows Yeah I’m ill yo And this is real yo Mac Miller, gon’ kill those flows Bouncing up and and down Yoyo’s Head to ya toes In the paint throwin’ bows