Mac Miller

[fox69]

"Avian"

"Avian"


[Verse 1]
Concoctions of hamentashens, launching a bottle rocket
Done being nice, I'm here for your life and all the profits
I'm not your conscience, you nuts? Almonds and Haagen Dazs
Auction off your grandfather's watch, from the holocaust
I'm iconic, making walking in the garden and bird watching
Alarming all of these cardinals like I need a pope
Puffing that white smoke, get faded and play the maestro
I'm ice cold, bunny slippers, nice robe
Sneaky bitch stole my Rolly last night yo
I might know some dyke hoes who can fight though
Walking on a tight rope, underneath a microscope
But close up, we all just molecules and isotopes
What psychic don't know the future?
To live life you kids might, just close your computer
The street lights might blind you though
Make a collage and look at it through a kaleidoscope

[Hook]
There's a bird in the sky
Look at him fly
Why...

[Verse 2]
A little TV money, dollars for sense of humour
Scholar for my attendance like Bueller, so no use for a tutor
Some cold brews in the cooler
Coming through in the woodgrain PT cruiser, stuntin'
I'm pissed off like a blind person looking for a restroom
Probably be dead soon inhaling cigarette fumes,
Sorry for that blind people comment, that was just rude
And I was raised better, say God bless you
I'm Kenny Powers, you more of a Debbie Downer
My bitch taking off her trousers every time I get around her
I'm nasty, I never shower, go sleep on a bed of flowers
Not into this conversation, I've been in my head for hours
I'm out

[Hook]
There's a bird in the sky
Look at him fly
Why...

 

[fox69]

"Baby It's Cold Outside"
(with Ariana Grande)

"Baby It's Cold Outside"
(with Ariana Grande)



I really can’t stay
But baby, it’s cold outside
I got to go away
But baby, it’s cold outside
This evening has been
Been hoping that you’d drop in
So very nice
I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice
My mama will start to worry
Beautiful, what’s your hurry?
My daddy will be pacing the floor
Listen to the fireplace roar
Really I’d better scurry
Beautiful, please don’t hurry
Maybe just have a drink more
Put some records on while I pour
The neighbors might think
Baby, it’s bad out there
Say, what’s in this drink?
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes are like star light
To break the spell
I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir
Mind if I move in a bit closer?
At least I’m going to say I tried
What’s the sense of hurting my pride?
I really can’t stay
Baby, don’t hold out
Baby, it’s cold outside
I simply must go
Baby, it’s cold outside
The answer is no
Baby, it’s cold outside
The welcome has been
How lovely that you dropped in
So nice and warm
Look out the window and see the storm
My sister will be suspicious
Gosh, your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door
Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious
Gosh, your lips look delicious
Well maybe just a cigarette more
Never such a blizzard before
Got to get home
But baby you’ll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat
Just get on your knees right there
You’ve really been grand
I do when you touch my hand
But don’t you see
How can you do this thing to me?
There’s bound to be talk tomorrow
Think of my life long sorrow
At least there’ll be plenty of play
If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can’t stay
Baby, don’t hold out
But baby it’s cold outside

 

[fox69]

"Barz For Dayz"

"Barz For Dayz"


Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. [x4]

Haha, Yo you see they probably wonder why I don't smile
Cuz this cats need to get there own style
Hold the phone dial
I go miles, when I'm sprinting on the beat
You get lifted of yo feet
When yo spliffin up my trees
Quit givin me a speech
I really tryna hear this
See with these lyrics
I'm tryna run fearless
We playing games in this jungle, Jumanji
With bomb tree, hidden under all my dirty laundry
Call me an arm free fucking around
I'm putting words in your mind
So you in love with the sound
They saving my place
Tryna shove this food in my face
So they force it down my throat
Til I'm use to the taste
Now move to your place
Cuz I'm campin out on top
Fresh kicks on my feet
While you sititn in some socks
Cops tryna get me lock
Catch me fucking with shenanigans
But ill just handle them and throw them in the ambulance
They want to know what my hands is in
Scare me straight
Get back bitch I ain't tryna share my plate
Whats good fam, I love money, I will marry cake.
Get a rich bitch like Ashley and Mary Kate.
And I ain't talking about one of them
I'm getting both
I grab them and get a lo
And then take their money and their coats
I blow trees, so my mouth is always filled with smoke
You sniffin coke
Singing but you haven't hit a note

Plus that shit you wrote isn't set to carry a crowd
I'm legendary anywhere that I'm out
I'm sharing this pound
With my people like a how high sequel
Told my people need to air out the house
So beware of my mouth
Spittin venom, coming out the cerebellum
With these kicks on my feet,
See I told you I was gellin
You playin felon
You in stealin a penny
I put a hole in your belly like you oprah or jenny

Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. [x4]

I sport a long white tee, fitted cap, baggy pants.
If you see me be sure to slap my hand
Some people do it for the love
Some peiple do it cuz they can
But me, I'm tryna be legend like Bag a Vance
Some rap will make you think
While other shit will make you dance
So I bump what ever is in the system
Tryin to make some plans
I just want to see whats good for the night time
IF nothings hype, I'ma head up to crib and write rhymes
Age like white wine, nicer by the second,
Thats why I never put punctuation on a sentence
Cuz the song goes on, here a dope song
If they say I wasn't for real, then you was told wrong
See you ain't on, what we on
You bright, I'm neon
I'm smoking up the weed till the tree gone
Yeaahh
My life is up and down like a sew saw
So I stay with a Bitch like Leon...Phelps

 

[fox69]

"BDE"

"BDE"


[Verse 1:]
I never take a day off, work around the clock
My engineer gettin' paid off
Rock like aseop, light the weed and take off
So high I cannot see Adolf

Now I got these rappers all breakin up a sweat
Cause everytime I get up on the mic I come correct
And I learned it from the best, always dressed in something fresh
Lookin' for a little dime, big butt and nice chest

Yes, they heard I used to rock guess
But now I'm rocking clothes that ain't in the stores yet
Travel back in time, I'm in a vortex
Trying to make it work out think I need more reps

Used to take the bus now the boy board jets
Cause kids got me buzzing like a fucking hornet
They say I got next, tell em that I got now
It's all Disney, boy my family proud

Make 'em say ow, make 'em say oh
The hoes that tell me yes, the same ones that tell ya no
Whoa, I ain't just an average joe,
Way above the average flow, boy my life is most dope

[Chorus:]
No matter where life takes me, find me with a smile
Pursuit to be happy only laughing like a child
I never thought life would be this sweet
It got me cheesing from cheek to cheek

And I ain't gonna wait for nothing cause that just ain't my style
Life couldn't get better, this gon' be the best day ever

[Verse 2:]
If it ain't about the dream, than it ain't about me
Gon' a couple four weeks without a good night's sleep
Imagination, making, musical creation
The journey that I'm facing plus the paper that I'm chasing

Got me crazy after sane with the lames I see you hating
But there's nothing that can change it, thumbs up I'm maintaining
No complaining when it's raining, I'll be in another zone
Move out my mothers home to a world I call my own

I ain't gonna play around no more
Find the difference from the ground and the floor
If we gotta fight, I'll be down for the war
Thumbs up, homie I'll be sure

[Chorus:]
No matter where life takes me, find me with a smile
Pursuit to be happy only laughing like a child
I never thought life would be this sweet
It got me cheesing from cheek to cheek

And I ain't get away for nothing cause that just ain't my style
Life couldn't get better, this gon' be the best day ever

 

[fox69]

"Best Day Ever"

"Best Day Ever"



[Verse 1:]
I never take a day off, work around the clock
My engineer gettin' paid off
Rock like aseop, light the weed and take off
So high I cannot see Adolf

Now I got these rappers all breaking up a sweat
Cause every time I get up on the mic I come correct
And I learned it from the best, always dressed in something fresh
Lookin' for a little dime, big butt and nice chest

Yes, they heard I used to rock guess
But now I'm rocking clothes that ain't in the stores yet
Travel back in time, I'm in a vortex
Trying to make it work out think I need more reps

Used to take the bus now the boy board jets
Cause kids got me buzzing like a fucking hornet
They say I got next, tell em that I got now
It's all Disney, boy my family proud

Make 'em say ow, make 'em say oh
The hoes that tell me yes, the same ones that tell ya no
Whoa, I ain't just an average Joe,
Way above the average flow, boy my life is most dope

[Chorus:]
No matter where life takes me, find me with a smile
Pursuit to be happy only laughing like a child
I never thought life would be this sweet
It got me cheesing from cheek to cheek

And I ain't get away for nothing cause that just ain't my style
Life couldn't get better, this gon' be the best day ever

[Verse 2:]
If it ain't about the dream, then it ain't about me
Gon' a couple four weeks without a good night's sleep
Imagination, making, musical creation
The journey that I'm facing plus the paper that I'm chasing

Got me crazy after sane with the lames I see you hating
But there's nothing that you're changing, thumbs up I'm maintaining
No complaining when it's raining, I'll be in another zone
Move out my mothers home to a world I call my own

I ain't gonna play around no more
Find the difference from the ground and the floor
If we gotta fight, I'll be down for the war
Thumbs up, homie I'll be sure

[Chorus:]
No matter where life takes me, find me with a smile
Pursuit to be happy only laughing like a child
I never thought life would be this sweet
It got me cheesing from cheek to cheek

And I ain't get away for nothing cause that just ain't my style
Life couldn't get better, this gon' be the best day ever

 

[fox69]

"Bill"
(feat. Earl Sweatshirt & Bill)

"Bill"
(feat. Earl Sweatshirt & Bill)



[Verse 1: Delusional Thomas]
And he's still so delusional
Stooping low as burials at funerals
Fucked the fame, dropped an album
Dipped with the recoupables
My hoodie up, hide my face cause I ain't not good enough
My bitch stay my bitch, so don't look
She keep that pussy tucked
Now things are looking up
Recommend the mescaline digesting your intestines
With intentions of a section? up
Heavens no, my head is high cause hell is cold
The bitch I'm smashing into fashion
But I know the devil wear a leopard coat
Back when Johnny Carson was dicking down Dolly Parton
Beg your pardon this my third life
I'm parking on the turnpikes
Searching for the circus lights
These demons never worked for Christ
Ain't fuckin with no churches, we was all about that murder life
Samurai, murk you like you sure I'm nice
Syrup turn to purple Sprite, you find that shit that we already know
Sick of politickin, as they talkin, trying not to listen

[Hook:]
On the real young goon?
Real young goon
I'm a real young goon

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
It's the blackest piece of trash they done seen in a RV park
So holla at your guala if ever you feel your weed sparse, nigga
Salty tee off with us just know that T brought villain
My nigga we all itching to see you dropped
And I don't wanna chop it up, I never front like I'm the nicest
Fame fazed him not the slightest, aim stainless touch your iris
Take paper out your pocket, just as sure as Toyo tires round
That fucking little schisty clown is back in full effect
Little teeny tiny Sweat, he biting bitches by the neck
Got my fucking dick as long as lists of shit I should regret
I'm just a little bit depressed that's why the winter fit him best
I guess I'm biased to the cold, mix the Ritalin and sess
Because I like the highs and lows and I also like the checks
That I'm siphoning from shows, bitch and triple six the set
Run it back, tight as Corey Duffel pants
Doing niggas dirty as the motherfucking plunging cap
My main and my ex screaming like it's a habit
I move immune in between 'em because I'm diplomatic
Catch me in your city passive, cleaning up my shitty act
And bitches say them gritty raps be making up for shit he lacking
Sixes and them kitty cats that got him missing Jerry's Thomas
Burpin' words that's hotter than the pocket where he carry chronic
Very awesome so spare the comments, I'm bi-coastal
Paid and chugging forties you niggas can keep your wine toasted
No high, no moving in that fine dutty wine motion
Load and tell a cop to suck a dick with my fly open, nigga

[Verse 3: Bill]
Look, fuck these written, I don't watch 106 and Park
I skate through the park in my 106s
Smoke blunts in the dark with some porno bitches
You just see the spark in the blunts like I'm porno flickin
Got the hormones tripping, I'm also dripping
Daily breads tatted on my chest and my torso
And it's never gonna fade and like me eyes
So I got trip like Psilocybin, eyes wider than Ohio
I'm going global, what you ain't a local?
Going postal if you think we won't go through what you won't do
Watch the throne muthafucka cause we noted you
Older school Most Dope solider I got the pro with tools
Me and Clock get it in like we supposed
Just don't act like you know us
When you see us getting over views
You're older news, I choose to move over you
I watch like a boat, now I'm colder than a frozen you
You don't know where we're going so just hold the news
I never got over fake rappers and the overview
I'm not a rapper, I'm just scolding you
So go home, we folded you
Like wallets, I'm just holding you

[Outro:]
You can't see me, when I'm rolling
I got that weed nigga, so I'm swerving
Niggas know me in the hood
Niggas call me Tina Turner
Roll a... and get turnt up
Nigga we burnin, bitch nigga

 

[fox69]

"Bird Call"

"Bird Call"


[Intro]
Quack, quack

[Verse 1]
I'm chilling for an hour, smoking weed, watching Worldstar
Benz in the garage, probably got to drive your girl car
You ain't a rapper, my homies never heard y'all
I just spit a punchline, so now I need a bird call
Hit your sister in the face with a Nerf Ball
I'm dealing with some shit that really don't concern y'all
Punch a fan if you get a fucking word wrong
I'm wavy, get me some shit that you can surf on
Finding me a bitch I can swerve on
Frank Thomas homie, about to put the hurt on
Your bitch at night lie in bed, she turned on
Throw some weed, tell her burn one

[Hook]
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one

[Verse 2]
Yea, I used to give a fuck about success
Now I just want to see Mila Kunis undress
Posted down for buttsex, it will be a cum fast
Sorry that's some shit I had to confess
Crazy ass bitch doing 911 threats
Came in the game smoking Newport Hundreds
Now I'm at the top and the crown fit
Gold on my outfit
Surrounded by this pussy, I'ma drown in
Got that wet pack, bitch come and give me that
You know we wanna know where them titties at
Got 'em gassed, they be asking what I'm cooking with
Have your little brother asking moms where the pussy is
Corruption, stuntin' at the function
Your girl pussy smell like Sour Cream & Onion
Pay attention, you'll learn something
Roll that weed up, burn one

[Hook]
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one

 

[fox69]

"Blue Slide Park"

"Blue Slide Park"



Blue Slide Park, it’s Blue slide park man

Hey, I got these Ray-Ban shades, kinda look like something Lennon would rock
It seems like now I got a couple bags whenever I shop
Louie shoes, Polo socks, some name brand dumb shit
Logo never make a man, but I’m still blowing thousands on it
No clue what I’m calling my album
Fans be at my van screaming, calling me Malcom
Never knew the outcome be this much cash now
Bank account looking like a George Young stash house
Young and acting out, the topics that I rap about
Be varying from politics to bitches pulling asses out
That’s exactly how I do this as a rapper
I’m nuttin’ in her mouth, you tongue kissing her after
Daughters’ moms kinda want me neutered
But they also want the kid to cum right on their cooter
Have the music sounding better then guitar tuners
Plus I’m doing shows daily call me John Stewart
So who you know that’s iller than Mac Miller and company
It’s like I planted money seeds right underneath the fucking tree
Now I got a hundred g’s so none of ya’ll can fuck with me
Yeah I said it publicly so run and tell your mother, motherfucker
I said run and tell your mother, motherfucker

Hold up Jerm let me spit the second
Hey yo I breeze past haters In the E-class quickly
And deep did a hundred songs in six weeks
Shit keeps going on and on
We just tryna go bananas like it’s Donkey Kong
Yeah on my grind, always need to work
So I be eatin’ good, you be eatin’ dirt
If you talking shit, you gonna see me smirk
While the DJ be scratching til the needles burst
A couple screws probably loose in my head
Holla at my girl, tell her bring that doobie to bed
I’m a regular guy with an irregular life
Except I’m a Lamborghini if it’s racing a bike
Who knew that I can turn some sound into something so cool
Fresh kicks, see me I’m busting the moves
Coming in soon to a theater near you
Creep in your kitchen start eating your food
Girls tryna fuck I don’t be in the mood
No time for pussy when money’s in the room, Oh
I switch flows, switch rhythm
Sick spittin’, unlimited ammunition

Blue Slide Park

 

[fox69]

"BOO! (Interlude)"

"BOO! (Interlude)"


Well it's the maniac with zany raps, made millions off of baby Mac
My brain, it ain't attached, you love me? It's a little late for that
They gave my crazy ass a label, everything is rated X
I'm far beyond divorced middle aged men who pay for sex
I work like I ain't made it yet, deserve this motherfuckin' paper
Get a Kit-Kat, break it in half, save one for later
Death to any traitor that's a Benedict Arnold
I be wildin', goin' broke at international car shows
I'm a lawn mower, mad face get redder than a dog boner
Thank God I got sober, pot smoker, top roller, thought holder
Was a little kid until I got older
Wild since a child, pulled my file out of God's folder
Now let me talk slower, you can understand me now
We the originators, your style hand-me-down
They got me turnin' up, the amp is loud
The apocalypse is comin', so we campin' out at Grannies house
Dancin' with a bitch and pull her panties down, it's bush league
I love a little nature, addin' flavor to the pussy
People tend to overlook me and my agent overbooked me
I'mma get it while the gettin' good, feel better than forever
I'm National Treasure like Nicolas Cage
I'm a shelter for these animals, got bitches for days
She be feedin' on my semen and it's cinnamon glaze
I tell her keep it or delete it, it's the digital age
Now I'm muscle buildin' just so I can juggle children daily
I'm fucked up in the head a bit, I'm Rumplestilskin crazy
These bitches gettin' wet when I pull up in a Mercedes
Bitch I be with Mr. T, I'm simply the fuckin' A-Team
Make dreams reality
Say hi when you see me, my hello is a formality
I'm comin' with a cavalry
Of motherfuckers trained from watching Braveheart battle scenes
Waste of space and we paint our faces like it's Hallowe'en

Boo! [Repeat]

 

[fox69]

"Boom Bap Rap"
(feat. The Come Up)

"Boom Bap Rap"
(feat. The Come Up)



[Mac Miller:]
your witnessing the gambles of infinity
music in my soul on they go and getting rid of me
peace and divinity in each and every inch of me
we living through this melody you singing in a different key
see i’m nice with these rhymes, i might be blind
just see inside of minds, I gets unkind
i’m like a physic i don’t give a fuck if you like this
we here to party, had a little music to turn up loud
92 til infinity just some shit that you ain’t heard in awhile
I don’t give a fuck if their ain’t a party
we got a little music to turn up loud
we different got our life that we living
standing out in the crowd

[Chorus:]
that boom bap rap
they ask me how i do it
i’m just cool like that
alright alright alright alright
that boom bap rap
when they ask you what your doing
tell em your cooling
keepin it moving
ain’t nothing new ima do what i do

[Franchise:]
pullin up in something that you haven’t seen
clean and accompained by one of the baddest queens
peel the top back feeling superb as I pass the green
we just coolin vibing without the magazine
breezing through 376 thinking about my past ventures
came from running, duckin and jumping over fences
used to play reckless trying to get the check
stopped now its visions with my camp from the triple deck yaught
i can’t stop, won’t stop i keep running
unleash the beast, freak beats and keep coming
nasty but we spit it so sincerly
drip phlem from the pen so they can feel me
boom bap ones with the hiphop
they say we different wonder how we do it but its sealed in a ziplock
killin beats from 87 till the end of me
and Mac been involved since 92 until infinity

[Chorus]

[Vinny radio:]
This that boom bap shit, return of mister boom bapstic
mostdope making new classics
screem beef dog, look lose that shit
you ain’t built for contact better do glasses
haters get mad my view zoom past em
you lose that bitch, you think local i do atlas
Vinny Radio do that shit
its like bird flu how i move that sick – ness
got my money looking healthy work to stretch it everyday we call it physical fit-ness
made my name in the game from playing no games but giving these beats the bussi-ness
its a guaranteed conviction everytime i kill a track im letting you all wit-ness
we deserve a reward for bring back that boom bap rap that you hear

[Chorus]