Mac Miller

[fox69]

"Intro"

"Intro"



Check, check 1, 2, 1, 2
I'm comin through okay bruh
Alright I'm bout to do this lil intro thing
Alright ayo, what's up yall?
Its the kid Mac Miller
That high school rapper yall love
For a lot of yall its your first time meeting me
And for a lot of yall, yall been listenin for a little bit
I just want to tell everybody this
This hip hop shit right here, I live it
100% point blank motherfuckin' period
I ain't got no other options
I ain't got no backup plan
This is it for me
Everything I spit on a track that's my life
And how I see shit
So welcome to the motherfuckin jukebox
Lay back in ya seat, spark a L, call your favorite shorty over,
We gone have a good time
It's only getting better from here Q
(Haha)

 

[fox69]

"It Just Doesn't Matter"

"It Just Doesn't Matter"


They've got the best equipment that money can buy.
Hell, every team they're sending out here has their own personal masseuse, not masseur, masseuse!
But, it doesn't matter, did you know that every mohawk competitor has electrocardiogram, blood and urine tests, every 48 hours to see if there's any change in his physical condition?

Did you know they use the most sophisticated training methods from the Soviet Union in East and West Germany and the newest Olympic power, Trinidad & Tobago. But it doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter, I tell you it just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter! Even if we win, if we win, ha! Even if we win, even if we play so far over our heads that our noses bleed for a week to 10 days, even if God from Heaven above points his hand at our side of the field, and even if every man, woman and child prayed for us to win, it just wouldn't matter!

I'm Jumping out the Camino
Stepped out the gas station smelling like hot cheeto's
Recording soft-core on her Tivo, modern meatloaf
Re-smoke, got a vegan bitch in the Peace Corp
All she ever do is ask me what I eat meat for
Hold up! Pause!
Always up with the quota, boss
Wake up in polo, sleep in Lacoste
Travel across the world, but that didn't phase me
Couple people that I know, they happen to play me
Once they start to realize that I'm actually crazy
Shit I'm actually crazy! Um... and...
Choo's phone gettin blown up by Lyor Cohen
Christian Dior, nothing I'm on it
Go to Hawaii fuck with Samoans
Get faded and sleep in the oceans
Keep it in motion
I'm rolling, yea, yea, I'm rolling
Keep it in motion
I'm rolling, yea, yea, I'm rolling
And your bitch wearing elbow pads
Sell her pussy over Melrose Ave
I've been to hell and back trying to get attached to my better half
Never that, the smiles so gone, so bring the coke on 'em
Higher than Voltron, with a bunch of gold on
Caucasians still love me like my name was Michael Bolton
Hold on
Do you fuckin' dirty like the soap gone
Froze on, it's bone chilling - colder than the Pope's secrets
Older than Capone's demons, coming from a place where there was no Jesus
Walking behemoth, I increase the [?]
Cause shit real, fly into your windshield and get killed
Buggin' out, had it all - I'm nothing now
I just gave it away
Fucking label can't able put a name to a face
Um, yea
I bust your speakers with some bullshit rap
I'm on drugs, all my new shit wack
Remember that
I ain't ahit but a fraud
But everyone I know ain't nothing to a God [x2]

It kills you, it feeds off the Earth
A night like this, one of us could get up in the middle of the night Grab an axe and cut somebody's head off

 

[fox69]

"J's On My Feet"

"J's On My Feet"


Yeh, uh, uh one time one time one time for your goddamn mind

[Hook]
Walkin thru this world with js on my feet,
J js on my feet, j js on my feet,
Walking thru this world with js on my feet,
J js on my feet, jjjjs on my feet,
Walking thru this world with js on my feet,
Babes on my piece, slave on these beats walkin thru
This world with js on my feet, j js on my feet, j js on my feet

[Verse 1]
Cuz its a banger 2 banger 2,
Type of shit on pay per view butt naked she layin layin
Cuz she cant tame a zoo she wild she want my child
Don't touch that dial, I whisper in her ear it makes
Her smile, loud as I'm fuckin her,
Smooth like I'm in love with her,
Tingles up my spine everytime that I'm touchin her,
I love her like pussy, money,
Weed, when I'm hungry I will feed,
So for dinner she cooks food with 4 different types
Of cheese, in the sheets we have dessert until it hurts,
Feeling on her curves, I pet up on that pussy til it
Purrs, touch me touch me, I'm sure its her that loves
Me, cuz I could make the virgin mary fuck me.
[?] trust me, mac like bernie,
Having sex like will, fuck a freaky circus bitch while
She still wearin stilts, these js on my feet and these
Babes on my piece, see I have a different girl for every day of the week.

[Hook x1]

Girl mapquest my address to access my mattress,
I get girls straight outta the pageant,
No doubt that I'm smashin, I'm askin her name,
You a masterpiece girl and that ass is just flame,
She knows that I'm a rapper and her daddy's ashamed,
Wont let her out the crib boy hes actin insane,
She got that cute smile and she laugh at my name,
But wanna roll with my people let mac get that brain,
Yeah mac has that game so see how he plays it,
I face piff rap to a girl and leave her anxious,
Girls wanted me when I was chubby with some braces,
I bet they like me now cuz I got money and I'm famous,
The taste is delicious her lips give me kisses,
Throw her in the kitchen and she making me some dishes,
Her dinner ain't right, ill admit its smellin awful,
That girl can make a batch of belgian waffles a jawful.

[Hook]

Grab a ounce or bigger then I bounce like tigger,
Count 3 dollars up and grab a pack of some swishers,
I'm feelin' stoned got my cigarillo rolled

 

[fox69]

"Jerry's Record Store"

"Jerry's Record Store"



In your 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 nothin’ but rhymes its quite simple

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

 

[fox69]

"Jump"

"Jump"



Who's that on the other end of the phone
Didn't hear nothing when I said my hello
Oh well, to hell then we go
So high looking at heaven below
You know me though from coast to coast for smoking dope
Overdose with the holy ghost but hold the phones
I hold my own, was local grown
Been killing that shit since row the boat
Know I'm supposed to hold the throne, be honest
One more drank, I'mma be an alcoholic
I don't wanna think like better unconscious
Need fresh air that thing so toxic
I open coffin doors with a .38 when it's time for war
Told my mama you ain't need no drama
You ain't gotta cry no more

It'll be alright
My mind on the run I won't sleep tonight it's like
When it all goes up in flames who gon hold me down
And I'm the chosen one
Looking all around what has the world become
The only way to change it is to burn it to the ground
I've been getting paid
About four, five bitches in the Escalade, bet it rain
This money feel the same, I'm afraid that I'mma drown

You've never been better than me
From this prison I'm setting them free
Open eyes, I'mma let you see
This world is like our dreams
I'll throw it all away to celebrate one more holiday
I'm running to the edge
And when I get there best believe that I'mma jump
Jump, jump, to see if I can fly
I wonder if I jump
Do you think that I can fly

It's the life of an entertainer
I need that check go on get the waiter
Fuck a troll, this destruction mode
And these explosions don't need detonators
I met my maker in an elevator, he was headed to the top floor
We're quite similar, we just did our work and we were in it for a lot more
We were trying to change the world but we got bored
When I rip this show, got an encore
Back when we were still in school we didn't listen to the list of rules
Wrote a million words on the chalkboard
I don't need answers to the questions of intangibles
I told my homies the top so lonely but
We're not gonna die not now

You'll make it here, live free tonight till the day appear
Let's sit back right where we at and let this money pile
How do we get rich, if she acting crazy I don't need that bitch
Wish I knew back then all the things that I know now
Go on and on, know I had this shit all along
Take a breath, feel this moment hold it just so you can
Look where we at, look where we came from
When will we wake up, lost in translation

You've never been better than me
From this prison I'm setting them free
Open eyes, I'mma let you see
This world is like our dreams
I'll throw it all away to celebrate one more holiday
I'm running to the edge
And when I get there best believe that I'mma jump
Jump, jump, to see if I can fly
I wonder if I jump
Do you think that I can fly

 

[fox69]

"Just A Kid"

"Just A Kid"


[Chorus]
They either hate or they on your side
Fuck it we ridin’
Fuck it we ridin’
Playin’ games to ease your mind
Damn I’m high
Damn I’m high
And I know (I know)
That they (that they)
Never understand
Cause I’m just (I’m just)
A kid (a kid)
But they tell me I’m the man

[Verse 1]
Hey hey
I be goofy, kinda funny
Acting stupid but they love me
We don’t do it for the money
Just some food up in my tummy
Feelin’ cool, living great
In the mood, tryna sway
Ice cubes in my drink
Never doing what they say
They some losers full of hate
A nuisance gettin’ cake
What I’m doing everyday probably ruin all your game
I got some brand new clothes fresh right out the package
The moon looking like I can reach right up and grab it
So close to the sky I’m high
Was a young’un who would hope to be fly
Oh my God
Now I’m everywhere with my squad
When I spit a rhyme they applaud and I say
Thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
You heard everybody music
But wait til you hear mine

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
If you know me, you are hatin’?
Listen homie, I’ve been waiting
For a golden opportunity
To know that I’ma make it
Where I’m going I could take it
Went from flowing in the basement
To show in all stages
On the road to different places
Got they thumbs in the air
Smile on they faces
Fans with grey hair and fans rocking braces
Fans who be buying me drinks to get me wasted
Groupie hoes, thirsty as hell they wanna taste it
See this life even shocks me
I got some people on my nuts call jockey
And I ain't even gettin cocky
But if you hatin I’ma tell you this “Watch me”
Bout to do something amazing bro
World changing my brain got a gang of flows
And this for those who always came to shows
You were still by my side with no bank to blow

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Just My Imagination"

"Just My Imagination"



Wake up in my king size bed
Girls all around me
Eyes all red
The true life of a player kid
It's nice to wake up to a naked bitch
Got the finest clothes, diamond toes
Goin to sleep on a pile of dough
Liquers, phantoms, yards, mansions
Piff in the cannons
House in the hamptons
(Livin it up)
Big parties every night
This is the life of the paradise
My main man twist done told'em right
I make'em celebrities over night
Grammys, oscars, starin in movies
Gotta pool house, 4 cars, and jacuzzis
On my way up, gettin my cake up
Wake up

It was just my imagination,
Runnin away with me
It was just my imagination
Runnin away

I got groupies, who got groupies
An I buy a new car every two weeks
My chain got diamonds in it
And my whip got a diamond finish
Got the mtv j-j-jam of the week
Sign autographs when I stand in the street
Plus I been all over B.E.T.
Columbia records, and D.T.P.
Both want me to sign to their label
Plus I got my own channel on cable
Always fresh courtside, best view
Kanye west and beats from the neptunes
Stackin cream, magazines
Kids dressed like me on halloween
They lovin my mixtapes
Money like bill gates
I'm on top and it feels great

It was just my imagination,
Runnin away with me
It was just my imagination
Runnin away

 

[fox69]

"Keep Floatin'"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

"Keep Floatin'"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)



[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Got no problems, my weed lit, got nowhere to go
So we riding, we smoke til we can't anymore
And keep floatin'

Pass it to your man, roll another one and (keep floatin')
When it's almost done, why don't you go and break down enough for another one
And roll me some

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Hey, then you can pass that
The kid who rock a snap back
Steady blow this hash back until my thoughts are abstract
How we get by, that's how we living in this day and age
I bring colour to this World that's filled with shades of gray
Throwin this cake away to blaze and sip some Tanqueray
Remember spectating til they picked the kid to play the game
Now I'm an allstar, blasted out the ballpark
In my Lamborghini speeding, you a golf cart
California dream, Amsterdam reality
Life ain't what it seems
These the thoughts weed pull outta me
Blow through a thousand trees
The whole entire crowd could see
Living in what seems to be fiction, I'm on a balcony
I light one up, this for those who ever doubted me
Than light another, this for those who hold it down for me
Passing around the weed, no problems at all
And you haters keep on hating, I ain't talking to y'all

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
And you can pass, we be floating along
So much smoke we got words high we wrote in the song
Girl I try to come to make you smile
I'm gone so will you wait a while
As soon as I come home we can smoke and then we stay a while
Some people hate my style
Some people love it though
And all these kids that wanna clone they ain't coming close
Politicing joints we countin' none of your votes
I'm getting everybody high so you can puff on ya roach
Shawty used to all these playa's, tell her fuck with a coach
I just want you to come over, roll me something to smoke
Hey my mind be cooking rhymes up
Living til my times up, hate me then they love me
Tell them try to make they minds up
Barbers in, they line me up, ID was on the beat
It's best to shout the people out that help you get your cheese
Smoking weed, we got no problems at all
All you haters keep on hating
I ain't talking to y'all

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]

 

[fox69]

"Keep It Rollin'"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

"Keep It Rollin'"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)



[Chorus (Wiz Khalifa):]
Got no problems
My weed lit
Got no where to go
So we ride
And we smoke
Til we cant anymore
And keep floatin
Uh,
Pass it to your man and roll another one
And keep floatin'
When its almost done
Why don't you go and break down enough for another one
And roll me some
And keep floatin'

[Verse (Mac Miller):]
And you can pass that
The kid who rock a snap back
Steady blow this hash back
Until my thoughts are abstract
How to get by
Thats how we livin in this day and age
I bring some color to a world thats filled with shades of gray
Throwin this cake away

To blaze and sip some tanqueray
Remember spectatin till they pick the kid to play the game
Now I'm an all star blast it out the ballpark
In my Lamborghini speedin your a golf cart
California dreams
Amsterdam reality
Life ain't what it seems these the thoughts the weed pull out of me
Blow through a thousand trees
The whole entire crowd can see
Livin in what seems to be fiction I'm on a balcony
I Light one up this for those whoever doubted me
Then light another this for those who hold it down for me
Passin around the weed
No problems at all
And you haters keep on hatin man I ain't talkin to yall

 

[fox69]

"Keep Me Alive"

"Keep Me Alive"


Uh,
Homie I remember everything,
Every single blunt lit,
Me and my homies we was all up on that dumb shit,
Hittin' that one lick,
Gettin' us dumb rich,
Bein' extra sneaky not leavin' thumb prints,
There was little Mac killin' packs of fun dip,
And my people that been with us since the young kid,
Gettin' caught by my pops blowin' haze.
..smokin' blunts from my younger through my older days,
Nothin' goes to waste,
Not a day was smashed,
There was doe to make,
And we was makin' cash,
Bangin' rap till the neighbors called the cops,
Beatin' dudes up throwin' mollywops,
Some people say that I'm all just talk,
But I'll tell you everything about the block I walked,
I wasn't cookin' pot, I wasn't tokin' guns,
But I was lookin' high, stayin' smokin' blunts.
Yeah I stole a little bit boy nothin' was cheap,
Santa stayed puttin' that coal under my tree,
And this is peace to my people and peace to my enemies,
But nothin' keeps me alive like my memories...

[Chorus]
You make me feel alive, "These memories keep me alive",
You are my highest light, "These memories keepin' me high",
You make me feel alive, "These memories keep me alive",
You are my highest light, "These memories keepin' me high",

But lets get back to the good ones,
We was just chasin' some women,
Runnin' the game before we playin' an inning,
Now we need that cake to the ceiling,
Cook in the kitchen,
But these, haters is grillin' fill the place up with villains,
Cause we all just chillin' now,
Got the illest crowed,
Raisin' the roof, uh, breakin' the ceiling down,
I'm iller now then when yall first heard me,
Peace to the people who listened past the first week,
And there's a lot of yall,
So let me take a vow,
This to memories,
The drinks is on the house,
We came a long damn way from sittin' on the couch,
Peace to all my honies that was takin' off their blouse,
You'll miss me when I'm out,
Don't leave me when I'm gone,
You hatin' fourty-year-olds I'm peein' on your lawn,
I treat you like a jon,
The way I treat a beat,
This ain't everything, but I'll let you sneak a peak.

[Chorus]