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Think I can see a fucking
to meet my maker
Brought a double cup of
Some Soda for the flavor uncontrollable
some psychopathic tendencies
Lonely as your neighbors with the bitches, he got special
Word to my denim fiends, I'm Kennedy on
My from the nature, need an acre for my recipe
got my soul, but I don't let them take the rest of me
My melody, a little like Kenny G's, it's
And my denim tailored, me and rapping
I'll be with the fader, sipping mind eraser
Actually, we rapping for the of it
Taking money from you, gonna smack you out in
We the republican government, abundance of
Having consumption to a bitch
Banana Republic fit, go suck a dick
And your bitch looking like Itt, the ugliest

I said it must be the that got us thinking crazy shit
Groupie wild enough to suck a baby's dick
is gettin' whipped a hundred eighty fifth
Just for that sizzle, gore-tex in case of

I it must be the drugs that got us thinking crazy shit
Looking up into the where the angels sit
They looking down, watch 'til I'm dead
So how'd I get this red dot on my

Yo, I don't perform unless the money's in my pocket
After rapping take my people out for
We all deserve a dedication to the
Hold hand out for nothing if you claim to be my man, damn
You see me peeling off a whip like when your strip
Blow the dice, roll them shits, hit trip
Shit, I'm on shit
Hand's fucking hotter than a leather in the six in the
Understand I'm only rhyming for this son of
And so my daughter can be a lawyer and reap the
We ate the tuna, it's suede puma, my look is Jay
Dawggie some of us just age sooner
I'm still twisted, lizards from a strange river
jungle in the joint paper, point shaver
Check the bio, I fixed the game between Kentucky and Miami of
I wild

I said it must be the drugs that got us crazy shit
Groupie bitches wild enough to suck a baby's
Cadillacs is gettin' whipped a hundred fifth
for that sizzle, gore-tex in case of drizzle

I said it must be the that got us thinking crazy shit
Looking up the clouds where the angels sit
They down, keeping watch 'til I'm dead
So how'd I get this red dot on my

I'm nodding off, I'm hot as wassabi sauce
And giving y'all a bit of this ambiance
I was a minor, chasing vagina
None of my friends fake, but none of
My designer
Went posted on stoops to smoking on roofs
I came from that basement now look at this
this money, blowing it all
Fuck what you did, just show me

Yo I'm a 635, dip or fly
Leather to the foot, horses I lead to the brook
If you locked, then keep the chisel in the
I see a lion in the mirror when I
Look, I lose but I make it back
I keep it true and ain't no faking that
I get a fade and I fade to black
Bet on the Razorbacks, I hold the flavored gat

I said it must be the
I said it must be the
I said it be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I said it be the drugs
I it must be the drugs
I said it must be the

You was Easy Mac the cheesy raps
Who the is Mac Miller?
This name say "crack trap nigga
Slash cap peeler, back with a black
Ass thicker than a wrap snicker
Too fat to zippers"
And half is I'll do to Mac Miller
Now my first track figured
A nigga who treats his yak richer elixer
Taps slicker than past
around the room like his cats get finna
Oh you Mac
The filtered in the snapped picture
My man Jack ripped Google like Jack the Ripper
Yoohoo, I'm finna murder this brunette
Get like a flat fixed to become a flat fixture
A rap figure to look like you hacked
show you Beastie Boy
You can't match your killer with wigger
I'd rather attack Tigger or Triller
He got track fillers for a
If he had Jigga on an
go cat litter where I'm from
Malcolm, I knock the thoughts off your
King, you're from a of funny bones
Not quite the one I've known
You like, before you punched in flows
You were struckin' blows, bloody for your honey row
In the lunchroom gettin' yo stole
You're a bully's Best Day
With those on your feet
Coming through Blue Slide
I'm rob this chump
On a party on Fifth Ave like he Trump
give me that shit
I liked you when you was Easy Mac
the cheesy raps
Who the is Mac Miller?