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Perfect Circle / God Speed[Part I: Perfect Circle][Mac Miller:] Ooh—ooh—ooh—ooh—ooh Ooh—ooh—ooh Yeah (krow ot og attog uoy ,gninrom eht s'ti ,niV, oY) Ooh—ooh—ooh—ooh—ooh Ooh—ooh (Fuck you) Yeah I came for whoever is in charge (Here) Suggest you go and get yourself a weapon and a guard (Here) They need some coffee, everybody sleepin' on me Goin' round door-to-door, settin' off alarms (Beep, beep, beep) All that horse shit, you shoulda left it at the barn Keep a stallion, tell her gallop to the store and get cigars, yeah Too many whips, gotta get a new garage made (That's the ball game) I might steal one just to drive it in a car chase Me and my bizarre ways (Lord have mercy) I moved up from a Private to a Sergeant, you can see it from the scarface Hidden in a dark place, swimmin' in a shark tank Give a bitch a little bit of change, she a game in a arcade (Time crisis) Not a second to lose I'm the motherfuckin' Bible, that's forever the truth (Amen) And this is not another case of the celebrity blues The devil wit' me and he tell me to shoot, boom Murder, murder, murder, murder (Oh yeah), what would you do? Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for somethin' to do Can you draw a perfect circle? Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do? I wash these pills down with liquor and fall (I do) Leave it to me, I do enough for us all (I do) Got what you need if you like breakin' the law My mother raised me a god (Hey) (Fuck you) Yeah Blame the drugs, got me sinnin' on a weekday Drunk as fuck, do a buck sixty on the freeway (Skrrt) Givin' y'all the freebase, hidden in the middle of a briefcase That's hidden in a subwoofer, beat case Used to wanna know how a freak taste Now I'm in it in an instant like replay Broad's a baton, pass her off like relay Why I'm so mad on my B-Day?, she say "I thought you got sober," then I said "I wish you'd stop bein' a bitch and get to mindin' your business" Told me, "Money has changed ya" I get to thinkin', how rarely do I visit? How'd I get so egotistical? I'm a Buffalo Soldier Heaven is a mile away, the trouble, much closer I'm only twenty-three but my mind is older, and it'll forever be Dead presidents to the homies, death to my enemies Murder, murder, murder, murder (Oh yeah), what would you do? Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for somethin' to do Can you draw a perfect circle? Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do? I wash these pills down with liquor and fall Leave it to me, I do enough for us all Got what you need if you like breakin' the law My mother raised me a god (Hey) (Fuck you) [Ab-Soul & Mac Miller:] A goddess told me "Good mornin'" when I woke up (Fuck you) You know I had a good mornin' when I woke up (Fuck you) Gotta thank God every mornin' then I woke up (Fuck you) Would you remember me if I never woke up? Bye-bye (Fuck you) I've been a sinner, I'm just tryna stay Warm through the winter, and I'll be on my way I'm just a drifter, in endless seas of whispers I just need some shelter, give me shelter from the wind Ooh—ooh—ooh—ooh—ooh (Hahaha) Ooh—ooh—ooh Woo—ooh—ooh—ooh—ooh Ooh—ooh—woo—woo Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system 412-9... is not available [Part II: God Speed] [Miller McCormick:] Yeah, man, I wish you were here, happy holidays Um, I love ya And I hope you have a good night/weekend/I hope I talk to you soon Alright, godspeed [Mac Miller:] Ah, yeah I thought I'd have it figured out by now Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past by now Me and the homies would be sittin' on millions Reminiscin' on times when we were so broke and livin' in Oakland just chillin' I thought I'd have it in the bag by now I thought that we'd be kickin' back by now I know that life is a bitch I know that life is a bitch, I thought we'd put her in a cab by now But I'm stressin', I can't relax Swallowin' my pride and I'm hidin' what's makin' me mad Everybody sayin' I need rehab 'Cause I'm speedin' with a blindfold on It won't be long until they're watchin' me crash And they don't wanna see that They don't want me to OD and have to talk to my mother Tell her they coulda done more to help me And she'd just be cryin' Sayin' that she'd do anything to have me back All the nights I'm losin' sleep It was all a dream, there was a time that I believed that But white lines be numbin' them dark times The pills that I'm poppin', I need to man up Admit it's a problem, I need to wake up Before one mornin' I don't wake up You make your mistakes, your mistakes never make ya I'm too obsessed with goin' down as a great one But if you wait too long they gon' find someone to replace ya So I guess this is a letter To all my brothers, Most Dope, that's forever I love you more than words could express And this the part that Q start cryin' if he ain't already yet I did my best to be a leader you respect At times I became weaker, got defeated by regret So tell my baby I love her And if she give me the chance I'll put a seed inside her, make her a mother Just know that there's a place Where all my people worry free and e'rybody straight Every devil don't got horns, every hero ain't got capes Open up my eyes, shit, I'm finally awake, good mornin' Yeah, good mornin' [Mac Miller & Vinny Radio:] Yo, Vin, it's the morning, you gotta go to work Alright Yo, you gotta—you gotta be at work in like ten minutes, yo I'm good, man You good? I'm straight, yo, what's good? When you going? You gotta go pick up the dry cleaning and shit still? Man, fuck that shit, I'll skip You 'bout to go to work? Mmm Aight, what time you gotta be at work? I don't know... soon You Democrat or Republican? Uh... I don't know anymore Would you vote for a female president? Mmm, I don't care what gender or race you are |