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MAC MILLER lyrics : "I come in peace"

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Ok, it's the high flying, sky diving
Hoes tell me five diamonds, mine and whining

Dropping gems with the finest timing
I'm eating acid, start to burn away my stomach lining
Coming with that $#&@ing violence

Where's chaos, love is silent
My mom should've had another son
Maybe that would make my crazy $$# less troublesome

I come in peace, but unleash this $#&@ing beast inside me
You may need to CSI, investigate the scene when I leave
I start drinking whats inside my IV

I'm poison ivy and my voice is whiny
New car, yeah my toys is shiny
Drive it in the river, break the ice

Skate Monongahela in the winter
I'm a ninja, I might kick ya in your $#&@ing head
This is Pittsburgh, you lookin' like a $#&@ing guest

I got a mayor $#&@ing (*##$es in the south-side
Tell 'em they can get a job, just to open up your mouth wide
You Mrs. Doubtfire, fake $$# (*##$

I keeps it constipated, we don't take no %#@!
Nothing for these hoes, lego my eggo trick
I'm a real a-hole, yeah ok

I'm with my (*##$, watching Scandal in some Gucci sandals
Or whatever's on the movie channels
I drink whisky, start puking on my stupid flannel

Plot the tracing paper, I'm just tryna recreate a Van Gogh
The devil can't know my plans for destruction
The angels get eliminated, process of deduction

Red lights, rushing through it, noose like I'm Russian
I paid a foreign nun to bring the drugs in
I put the dope in the dumplings, the !@%!e by the onion

Snort so many lines, it's disgusting
Open up the blinds, see the white light
I'm getting wasted with a bum, start a knife fight

Putting lights in my (*##$ bed
Drink Windex and go and swallow a match
I got the right hypes, need to borrow some crack

Got a problem with that?
I'm doing drugs with the coastguard
Smoke clouds coming through the sonar

I can beat my own $$# with a crowbar, cause I'm so numb
I don't even know where my toes are
This is Mozart, dope art

I'm gonna have a daughter, name her Rosa Parks

[Interlude: Mac Miller]

Dude you not from [?]
You know what I'm saying, from Pittsburg
Get down there in the white

Down there doing Alohas
And choking off [?]
You're not dying in the south-side, I don't see you


[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Ok, look I said it, um, I'm a (*##$ $$# (*##$

That's why pre-teen girls be like "this that %#@!"
But once they eighteen, they gon' kiss mac's dick
!@%&, I'm on some mismatch %#@!

God hate me, the devil don't like me either
I'm posted up with a forty and a wife beater
Murder rappers, keep they bodies in the freezer

Snort !@%!e and have a minor seizure
I'm lost in amnesia, threesomes with Venus
And Serena, I can dream, huh?

I really miss the lean, bruh
Bought my homie's team Jordans
Now they pitched an offer

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