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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 nothin' but its quite simple

Hey its I create to eliminate the hate
Illuminate the night in the
UFO leave 'em unidentified
Steady I be getting
You ain't got no herbal I'ma lend you
Its Doctor Octagon call him young
I leave rappers starving like its Ramadan
You are the wackest my holographic
Had to put my on the map shit
If you a fat kid go get
If you a bad bitch then be a
Rap ease carnage, my family aint the
Hard tricks flawless, artists
Take my life and put it in a album
How much money do I got? I don't who's countin'
muthafucka's round me I could do without them
You keepin' it a hundred I use a thousand
I'm now, call 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 well that's futile ooh
Supernatural message got you out
Believe in God but believe religion
Saying its the truth but really listened
That's conversation though
on the pavement home find a way to go
Maybe one might take the Robert Frost
Blowin' out steam but its all
We comin' for your dollars better the cops
You a war? we got a nuclear holocaust
Yo E how many bars is
Is it enough to give these haters all attacks
I been on the paper
Gave me carpal
billion people are they all gon' love you?
Hell no, no
I be though the rain, sleet, hail, snow
to my word like its Velcro
On some toes, what else yo
Dope shit, go
Kinda the internet over Hov's baby
My girl me Mac you a wierdo
I guarantee that be a super hero
ain't nothin' but comes rhymes from my mind
That stuck inside since the beginning of time
Chemical romance, slow with no pants
If I got my eyes on her playa you got no
This simple shit I'm sure they fear
I'm trying to explore whats real
Child of the blues never liked
Been miseducated so word to Lauran
Music is my walking through the polo store
In the studio wondering what I go for
In my own when I close the door
To the booth, young and searching for the
Like that, like that, like that, that
And a bit of this and a little bit of that
I just spit a rhyme me that I kick a rap
And if you got time, you can sit
Listen to me now, pass the flow
Hey thats cypher shit, I know you like that shit
Freestyle in the air go and that shit
I don't write that bitch I got ill
I'm ill yo
And this is yo
Mac Miller, kill those flows
Bouncing up and and Yoyo's
to ya toes
In the throwin' bows