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Mac Miller( Malcolm James McCormick )



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Mac Miller( Malcolm James McCormick )

Suplexes Inside of Complexes and Duplexes

feat. Jay Electronica


[Intro:Mac Miller]
Might as well introduce
This is madness!
This is an outrage (echo)
As a matter of fact, this is outrageous

(Verse 1: Mac Miller)
Yeah, young sire
Slap the fuck out John Cryer
Rough rider, rob ???????
Like i want kids
My head continues to be haunted
I burn a city down while I'm unconscious
Baby gon', take some qualoods
Conversate with Jesus
Batting practice with the muthafuckers
??? with Babe Ruth
Do as a saint do
Turn painful to graceful
Devil on my trails
I'm trying to find the holy grail
(coughs repeatedly)
Right there...
And if mars is the farthest
That man has set his target
Then I don't why we even started
I'm sick of being too nice
To people who don't do shit but consume life
Told myself, 'fuck the world kid, just do what you like'
Go and have a food fight
Start yourself a new life
You too bright to be inside a bunch'a mediocrity
But all those big words ain't gonna get you paid
And those abstract ideas for sure will get you laid
You got it made in that mad house
What the fuck you got to be sad about
Go ahead a rap now, do what you do best
I mean, that's what you do best
Matter fact motherfucker you suit vest
You need to buy a new dress
I heard you and your girl live in a duplex
Im'a put her ass in a Suplexe
The sun east, the moon west
You got a clue, what does a clue get?
Nothing

(Verse 2: Jay Electronica)
My milk & honey, my Cherie-Cherie Amour
My Cinderella in her carriage by the doorway
Her ruby slipper made the wizard send the scarecrow and the lion through the forest
To the wicked witch's fortress where she scorched them in the foreplay
Remember that? He said he'd fight the box to see the wizard
When he was visited by Dorothy who came here on a blizzard
Now the whole world's in color, still,
And Auntie Em was next to Kim and not her mother, real, her face was care-worn
I suspected she migrated to Kansas up from Dearborn
And had beef with Mrs. Gulch from the very beginning of Year One
Mr. Candyman, the parables were rambling
The poetry's like the poems and songs of Ecclesiastes
Lightning should strike the stone and then Moses should make a tablet
The Judge will bang the wood up in parliament with the mallet
And yell 'Hear, Hear', finally she born into this rap shit
Finally some sort of water to soil these cracked lips
I keep my [shit]crispy and elegant,
So miss me with the irrelevant, the god body is heaven-sent
The hard-body is reverence, since the son of [unintelligible]
Brother of Fal, every rhyme's halal
Every line is kosher, livin' la vida loca
Shout out to Tony Toca, we livin how we suppose to..