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Showing posts with label Mac Miller. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mac Miller. Show all posts

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

Lirik Lagu Mac Miller - Diablo




Mac Miller - Diablo



[Verse 1]
It's the, rap diablo, macho when I drop flows
Bar gets raised up, it's me and Petey Pablo
Colder than gazpacho, colder than the mano
Rapping head honcho rocking shows like I was Bono
I go, play a couple keys on the piano
The industry a lie all the promises were hollow
Follow, me I could show you where we be's at
How's I get my g pass, none of your fucking beeswax
Thes raps, bring these joints together like a kneecap
Fuck the little 8 balls show me where the keys at
The time continuum, Mortal Kombat finish them
Tryna find a balace reaching from my equilibrium
Fools I pity them, I'm not a human I'm amphibian
Fake superhero like the Mystery Men
I ain't saving nothin'
I'm gettin' faded to the angels come and skipping the famous functions
The A list can't be trusted
I strong arm them like I play the trumpet
The bottom barrel of society
I tell my bitch if she don't love me then just lie to me
I'm finer than the winery
Take it from the rich this is piracy
Finally, I don't even need my fucking eyes to see
Come and die with me
[Hook]
Cus everybody got dead homies
Said everybody got dead homies
Said everybody got dead homies
Said everybody got dead homies
[Verse 2]
My mind is Yoda I'm on Ayatollah
These other rapper just a diet soda
I find Jehova in the darkest places
Empty as appartment basements
This a marathon gentlemen go ahead and start the races
Save the coffin spaces
Don't come up missing
Tell your bitch you've been trippin' now you on vacation
Rapping like it's automated
Lights I keep em' on like Vegas
Love I'm making so hot I'm turning hog to bacon
Only god can save him, I heard the monsters made him
I ain't a star I'm way farther with the constelations
Contemplating suicide like it's a DVD
Lost inside my mind it's a prison homie leave me be
You can see me bleed, I be with the freaks and geeks
Bitch I never miss a beat I'm Charlie [?]
[?] in these streets
Ballin' like I'm Pistol Pete
Been a beast, every word I spit rewriting history
Look at what you did to me, look at what you did to me
Running to the underworld with guns and set the sinners free
No bitches in my circle I'm a show you the commercial
I've been popping like a colonel
Reading Justin Beiber's journal
Treat you like a urinal

Tuesday, 14 January 2014

Lirik Lagu Ariana Grande – The Way (Ft. Mac Miller)




Ariana Grande – The Way (Ft. Mac Miller)




What we gotta do right here is go back, back to the top.
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
Say, I’m thinking ’bout her every second, every hour
Do my singing in the shower
Picking petals off the flowers like
Do she love me, do she love me not? (love me not)
I ain’t a player, I just 
You give me that kind of something
Want it all the time, need it everyday
On a scale of one to ten I’m at 100
Never get enough, I can’t stay away
If you want it, I got it, I got it everyday
You can get whatever you need from me
Stay by your side, I’ll never leave you
And I ain’t going nowhere ’cause you’re a keeper
So don’t you worry, baby, you got me
I got a bad boy, I must admit it
You got my heart, don’t know how you did it
And I don’t care who sees it babe
I don’t wanna hide the way I feel when you’re next to me
I love the way (you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
Baby, I love the way (you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
The way you love me
Oh, it’s so crazy you get my heart jumping
When you put your lips on mine
And honey it ain’t a question (q-question)
Boy I know just what you like
So If you need it, I got it, I got it everyday
Be your lover, your friend, you’ll find it all in me
Stay by your side, I’ll never leave you
And I ain’t going nowhere ’cause you’re a keeper
So don’t you worry, baby, you got me
I got a bad boy, I must admit it
You got my heart, don’t know how you did it
And I don’t care who sees it babe
I don’t wanna hide the way I feel when you’re next to me
I love the way (you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
Baby, I love the way (you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
The way I love you
Uh, I make you feel so fine, I make you feel so fine
I hope you hit me on my celly when I sneak in your mind
You’re a princess to the public, but a freak when it’s time
Said your bed be feeling lonely,
So you’re sleeping in mine.
You come and watch a movie with me,
“American Beauty” or “Bruce Almighty” that’s groovy,
Just come and move closer to me
I got some feelings for you,
I’m not gonna get bored of
But baby you’re an adventure
So please let me come and explore you
So don’t you worry, baby you got me
I got a bad boy, I must admit it
You got my heart, don’t know how you did it
And I don’t care who sees it babe
I don’t wanna hide the way I feel when you’re next to me
I love the way (you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
Baby, I love the way (you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
I love the way (you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
Baby, I love the way (you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
The way I love you
The way I love you
The way I love you, you, you, yeah
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
I love the way you make me feel
I love it
The way I love you.

Wednesday, 8 January 2014

Lirik Lagu Mac Miller - Erica's House



Mac Miller - Erica's House


[Intro: Mac Miller]
Around a fire doing a thunder dance
You know what's a funny word? Underpants
Let's go to Syria and have a war
Stop fucking calling me Macklemore
That's not my name, well kinda
It's kind of my name
(A little bit louder)
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, so I sold the mansion and moved to my mom's attic
Life was a blockbuster but now it's a cult classic
Smoke 'til I'm asthmatic, embracing my bad habits
Travelling down the hall, I'm chasing a fast rabbit
Well that's acid, still weird from my last tablet
I love like a folk singer but fuck like a crack addict
Practicing black magic and watching some car crashes
Snapchattin' a dick pic and sent it to Bob Saget (I'm a faggot)
Word, the aliens have landed
I don't panic in my fortress made of granite
Take life for granted, probably won't when it ends
Thank God I'm sober again
[Hook: Treejay]
Run away, run away
Run, run, run away
Oh my...
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Who let the dogs out?
Stop what you're doing and put 'em back in the doghouse
I wasn't human, I'm feeling like I'm a god now
But most of the time I don't need to know what I'm talking 'bout
Bitch, I'm a walking, talking crocodile
Take a picture with my mom and crop her out
Go to her house, coked up, and lock her out
(Sorry about that)
I'm possibly a phony, don't believe me
You can't tell that I'm so lonely from the TV
I hate myself cause I'm a white rapper
I hate white rappers but an industry of kite masters made me rich
Short-shorts and high socks
I feel like chalk without a sidewalk
Back in the 'burgh I'mma eat at my favorite Thai spot
And smile as the hungry eyes watch
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Mac Miller]
Yeah, still having sex with blind people (it feel good)
They say my pussy smell like pine needles (as it should)
Bust a nut in the poultry section at Giant Eagle
Stare a chicken in the face like, bitch, I'mma eat you
Yea, I'm all kinds of evil
Eating mushrooms out in London trynna find the Beatles
I'm still sick of people
Go back to saying, be a chief and kick it with Mr. Roedel
(That was my English teacher)
Retina display on my Macintosh
That's high definition jacking off
In LA trying to get me an acting job
Cause my idol David Hasselhoff
[Interlude: Mac Miller]
Man, Germans love David Hasselhoff
I hear they like David Hasselhoff more than they like Jews
And they love Jews out there
[Outro: Treejay]
Runaway, catch a plane
Know I did, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Runaway, Runaway, Runaway
Ooh, ooh
Girl, Runaway
You better run away