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Mac Miller - Desperado
- Uh, I got a pocket full of posies
- Some devil with a pitchfork keep talkin' like he know me
- I'm psychopathic, low key, my hyperactive dome piece
- Get no sleep, ill as fuck, the hospitals seem so weak
- I stood before an Angel as he told me bout the glory
- Put me in a room of people, how the fuck could I be lonely?
- I only get money, these labels tryna clone me
- Uh, my thoughts get heavy, hit the ground and crack the concrete
- So, I try to keep em' in my head
- It's sad to see when everything that you believe is dead
- Word to Heavy D, and rest in peace to all that come and pass
- Life is good sometimes, but it just doesn't last
- A bunch of stress, you see this mic is like my punchin' bag
- Rock n' Roll, drugs and cash, you softer than a bubble bath
- Sucka ass motherfucker, motherfucker's sediment
- Doper than the shit that killed Chris Tucker in Dead Presidents
- Desert rhymes, homie, ridin' beats, I'm on a camel
- I'm way too hot to handle, life a beach, I brought my sandals
- Haha, you want a war? I got a lot of ammo
- You ain't a soldier cause you rockin' camo
- Young Rambo, hundred million fans though
- And I do it big, you a iPod Nano
- Fire on wax, look like I rock candles
- Yeah you got a show, but you ain't on my channel
- That's HBO bitch, you gotta pay for that
- Hahaha, your channel's free
- (I'm gunna fuckin' kill you)
- Um, Imax'n shit motherfucker, yeah, suck my dick
- Hey, ayo, I'm bout to start gambilin' with Ambien
- I'm dutch smokin', that's a strike
- But fuck bowlin', I could tear a pin of Maryland
- See, I'm American, apparently it's damagin'
- To be in front of cameras in your underwear with Marilyn
- Monroe, look at dumb hoes who want to much dough
- And come close to have you straight trippin' when you jump rope
- Don't rock the love boat, this business fuckin' cut throat
- And it's gunna crack if you just paint the wall with one coat
- Rooms filled with blunt smoke, peep me through the fog
- These rappers who be hatin' probably need to get a job
- See, me I'm with my squad, gettin' money, livin' comfortable
- I know a couple hoes who model, but they ugly though
- Fuck a toast, y'all is fuckin' broke, cut ya throat
- Judgin' me is nothin' dope, boy you lyin' under oath
- God made the world, why did man make the scriptures?
- And if he created Lennon, why'd he go and make a Hitler?
- I could take a photo, but I'd rather paint a picture
- Of the one Laurence Fishburne, we'll shoot up all you hipsters
- I'm from Pittsburgh, that's black and gold
- If my skin gets filled up, I'mma tat my soul
- Runnin' out of paper, writin' on my hand
- Hundred thousand haters writin' bout my jams
- Want a number one independent album? I'm your man
- I'mma hit Preme and leave you all right where you stand
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