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In your old man
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 but rhymes its quite simple

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