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In 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 but rhymes its quite simple

Hey its I create to eliminate the hate
Illuminate the night in the
UFO sightings leave 'em
Steady I be getting
You got no herbal I'ma lend you mine
Its Doctor Octagon call him young
I leave these rappers like its Ramadan
You are the my style holographic
Had to put my on the map shit
If you a fat kid go get
If you a bad then be a actress
Rap ease carnage, my aint the Partrige
Hard flawless, trapeze artists
Take my life and put it in a photo
How much money do I got? I don't who's countin'
Fake muthafucka's round me I do without them
You it a hundred I could use a thousand
I'm comin' now, call a
I got a lot but, not to
I'm the shit makin' call me Doctor Luke
And prescribing you a vibe for that awful
Why you sad all the
Jump off a
While I'm kicking it with Q-tip and
put me down well that's futile ooh child
Supernatural message got you out
Believe in God but don't religion
Saying its the truth but really listened
That's another conversation
Walking on the home find a way to go
Maybe one might the word Robert Frost
out steam but its all exhaust
We comin' for your dollars better call the
You a war? we got a nuclear holocaust
Yo E how many bars is
Is it to give these haters all heart attacks
I writing on the paper
Gave me tunnel
Couple billion people are they all love you?
no, hell no
I be grindin' though the rain, sleet, hail,
Sticking to my like its Velcro
On some toes, what else yo
shit, go crazy
Kinda like the internet over Hov's
My girl tell me Mac you a
I that baby be a super hero
This nothin' but comes rhymes from my mind
That been inside since the beginning of time
Chemical romance, dance with no pants
If I got my eyes on her you got no chance
some simple shit I'm sure they fear
I'm just to explore whats real
Child of the never liked school
Been miseducated so to Lauran hill
Music is my outlet walking the polo store
In the studio wondering what I go for
In my own world when I the door
To the booth, young and searching for the
Like that, like that, like that, like
And a bit of this and a little bit of that
I just a rhyme tell me that I kick a rap
And if you got time, you can sit
Listen to me now, pass the flow
Hey some cypher shit, I know you like that shit
Freestyle in the air go and that shit
I don't that bitch I got ill flows
I'm ill yo
And is real yo
Mac Miller, kill those flows
up and and down Yoyo's
Head to ya
In the paint throwin'