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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 rhymes its simple

Hey its what I to eliminate the hate
the night in the lightning
UFO sightings leave 'em
Steady I be getting
You got no herbal I'ma lend you mine
Its Octagon call him young phenomenon
I leave these rappers starving its Ramadan
You are the wackest my style
Had to put my city on the map
If you a fat kid go get
If you a bad bitch then be a
Rap carnage, my family aint the Partrige
tricks flawless, trapeze artists
Take my life and put it in a photo
How much money do I I don't know who's countin'
Fake muthafucka's me I could do without them
You keepin' it a hundred I use a thousand
I'm comin' now, call a
I got a lot but, not to
I'm the shit makin' hits call me Doctor
And prescribing you a vibe for awful mood
Why you sad all the
Jump off a
While I'm kicking it Q-tip and Posdnuos
put me down well that's futile ooh child
Supernatural message got you out
Believe in God but believe religion
Saying its the but never really listened
another conversation though
Walking on the home find a way to go
one might take the word Robert Frost
Blowin' out steam but its all
We comin' for your dollars better call the
You want a we got a nuclear holocaust
Yo E how many bars is
Is it enough to these haters all heart attacks
I writing 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 like its
On some toes, what else yo
Dope shit, go
Kinda like the internet Hov's baby
My tell me Mac you a wierdo
I guarantee that baby be a super
This nothin' but comes rhymes from my mind
That been stuck since the beginning of time
Chemical romance, slow with no pants
If I got my on her playa you got no chance
This some shit I'm sure they fear
I'm just trying to explore real
of the blues never liked school
Been miseducated so to Lauran hill
Music is my outlet walking the polo store
In the studio what I go home for
In my own world when I the door
To the booth, and searching for the truth
Like that, like that, like that, that
And a little bit of this and a little bit of
I just spit a rhyme me that I kick a rap
And if you got time, you can sit
to me now, pass the flow around
Hey thats cypher shit, I know you like that shit
Freestyle in the air go and write that
I don't write that I got ill flows
I'm ill yo
And this is yo
Mac Miller, gon' those flows
up and and down Yoyo's
Head to ya
In the paint throwin'