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MAC MILLER lyrics : "Jerry's Record Store"


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 %#@!
if you a fat kid go get active
if you a bad (*##$ 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 mutha$#&@a'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 %#@! 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 %#@!, 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 %#@! 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 %#@!, i know you like that %#@!
freestyle in the air go and write that %#@!
i don't write that (*##$ 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

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