Mac Miller - Face The Facts Lyrics

Mac Miller - Face The Facts Lyrics

Hey, Hey, Hey (Hey) Just Display A Rhyme Skill Man
That What It Is 92 Till Infinity And Beyond,
Heh Heh, And Beyond
Allright Look, Monthafuckas Still Rap BEYOTCH

Hey, When I Was Fifteen It Was My Dream To Work With Pream
He Believed In What I Do So Now Hes Makin’ This Beat
And Im Writin’ These Rhymes, Makin’ Sure That I Kill It
Shinin Like Im A Critic The Goverment Cann’t Conceal It

My Style They Try To Steal It
Cus’ People Startin To Feel It
Im Goin On These Adventures Somethin Like On A Field Trip
And Now Im Growin Up Lookin Around This Planet
Some Shit Be Goin On And I Just Can’t Understand It

No Need To Panic I Got To Expand It
A Million Downloads Im Takin Over Your Bandwidth
Moments All Can Did Kodak Reminisin Go Back,
Life Feel Good Want Yall To Know That
Don’t Have No Dill And No Half A Mill
Just On My Game Start Shit With Some Mass Appeal

Go Platinum, Independently, Incredibly Dope
You Needa Tell A Scope To Come And Get At Me
And Maybe I Could Never See To Label My Identity
They See My Middle Finger Shut The Fuck Up And Let Me Be
That How Its Always Been And How It Will Be

Filthy Ass Rhymes Makin Money But Im Still Me
Flippin’ The Mics, Spittin’ This Nice,
Never Could Get Everything That I Like
Now I Can Copy No Matter The Price
Fuck If You Get It I’m Rappin For Life

You Can’t Tell Me Shit, I Got My Own Mind,
Its Six In The Morning And Now Its Go Time

Hey, Had To Take The Beat And Let It Breath Usin Up The Oxygen
The Kid He Go Rockin’ And There Ain’t To Stoppin’ You
See Me Stockin’ Up Workin Every Second Of The Day And Still Not Enough
Now On That Cocky Stuff Wat Yall To Acknowledge Us
If You Don’t Suck My Dick Bitch Esophagus

You Probably Just Go All On The Internet
See A Conversation And You Fell The Need To Interject
I Ain’t Finished Yet Dont Think This Kid A Threat
I’m On The Lose End Find Me Supervision Yet
You An Mp3 Im Still In A Set, Vintage Yet
Futuristic With Some Shit Taht Split Your Dick(Deck)

My Cadence Complex Rhyme Without A Concept
Atomic Bombs Your Just A Stupid Fake Bomb Threat
Six In The Morning And Im Writing These Rhyme Workin Hard
So That You Know Every Night Is A Grind,Fine

Mac Miller - Cold Feet Lyrics

Mac Miller - Cold Feet Lyrics

Yeah, uhhh
I rap better cause I’m mad clever
Oh my God! Hey

[Mac Miller]
Yeah, they always want that fun shit when you tryna spit a little something real
They start running, turning chicken like a nugget meal
How the f-ck I feel? Kinda like 100 mills
Spun the wheel, bought a vowel, I don’t owe you nothin’ still
F-ck a deal, I can do it with my own team
Won before, seen, hearing all these hoes scream
When I was 14, sippin on my OE
Tryna marry money but that bitch kept getting cold feet
Music loud, hear it banging through the whole street
Beat getting shit on: toilet bowl seat
No sleep, just work, got a couple horny girls in a see-through shirt
So believe my hype, muthaf-ckas can’t read nor write
Still they talking shit man, I’ve seen your type
Got problems, can’t sleep at night

Cause your girl want to come around freak all night
I’m a sex drill when I’m rolling off them x pills
Five bikes, ten wheels, girl I’ll leave your legs still
Say I don’t do drugs, just weed
Well I’mma do drugs and speed down the street
Do doughnuts, your flow sucks, you so butt
Your girl’s getting throat f-cked
I get high, I go up
Why you saying that he’s a tramp?
They come to all those shows just to meet your friends?
So much coke sniffed, f-cking hoes with bloody noses
Just a couple doses, f-ck the roses
Class time: better take good notes
You bitches couldn’t touch me with a Facebook poke
Bitch!

Mac Miller - Frick Park Market Lyrics

Mac Miller - Frick Park Market Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh let me get, uh turkey sandwich
Uh, lettuce, tomato (bitch)

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
My name Mac Miller, who the f-ck are you?
Well my crew too live but I ain’t Uncle Luke
And I ain’t no hipster, girl I can make your hips stir
From Pittsburgh, smoke papers or a swisher
Welcome to the Cam Rellim chronicles
Looking out my monocle
I’m dodging obstacles, I gamble like the Bellagio
You cockroach, I’m heroin cause everything I talk is dope
Type to leave it clean and f-cking shiny word to Mop & Glo
Tryin’ to get a mansion ain’t nobody here gonna find my room
Money gonna be green I guarantee you that my socks stay blue
So press play, I start from scratch and never use no template
The next day these losers always goin’ with whats trendy
My pen game is something these motherf-ckers have never seen
All City Champion everybody is second string
No need to testify (testify) for the best is I (best is I)
And anybody in my way goin’ to be left to die

[Hook: Mac Miller]
I’mma feed the world you can put it on my tab
Run until my legs go numb, I don’t plan on looking back
Anything you need you can find it at the market
If you don’t hold me down for all I care you can starve bitch
I’mma feed the world you can put it on my tab
Run until my legs go numb, I don’t plan on looking back
Anything you need you can find it at the market
Anything you need you can find it at the market

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I got my own stickers now so literally I’m everywhere
Hundred different shoes to fill no need to cop a fresher pair
These motherf-ckers treat me like it’s just my second year
Fool you better get prepared
Don’t know ‘bout you but all my rhymes is deadly here
Frick Park Market where we kicking out the garbage
Sick bars I’ve been a boss so stick around and watch it
Did the round, no college campus chilling writing on top of planet Earth
F-ck whose first, It’s just bout who the hardest
On my own too, f-ck whose saying different
Every time I rhyme I get that ? feeling
I’m the starter you the fill in
You a martyr I’m just killing
Getting harder with each time I write
Wish I could rewind last night
I had so much fun just kickin’ it and goin’ in
Don’t call me Malcolm if you didn’t f-ckin’ know me then
And if you lonely girl I could be your only friend
You got some shit to say I suggest you hold it in

[Hook: Mac Miller]
I’mma feed the world you can put it on my tab
Run until my legs go numb, I don’t plan on looking back
Anything you need you can find it at the market
If you don’t hold me down for all I care you can starve bitch
I’mma feed the world you can put it on my tab
Run until my legs go numb, I don’t plan on looking back
Anything you need you can find it at the market
Anything you need you can find it at the market

[Outro]
Yeah, and this is Blue Slide Park