Sunday, September 25, 2011

Mac Miller - Face The Facts Lyrics

Mac Miller - Face The Facts Lyricshey, hey, hey (hey) just display a rhyme skill manthat what it is 92 till infinity and beyond,heh heh, and beyondallright look, monthafuckas still rap beyotchhey, when i was fifteen it was my dream to work with preamhe believed in what i do so now hes makin' this beatand im writin' these rhymes, makin' sure that i kill itshinin like im a critic the goverment cann't conceal itmy style they try to steal itcus' people startin to feel itim goin on these adventures somethin like on a field tripand now im growin up lookin around this planetsome shit be goin on and i just can't understand itno need to panic i got to expand ita million downloads im takin over your bandwidthmoments all can did kodak reminisin go back,life feel good want yall to know thatdon't have no dill and no half a milljust on my game start shit with some mass appealgo platinum, independently, incredibly dopeyou needa tell a scope to come and get at meand maybe i could never see to label my identitythey see my middle finger shut the fuck up and let me bethat how its always been and how it will befilthy ass rhymes makin money but im still meflippin' the mics, spittin' this nice,never could get everything that i likenow i can copy no matter the pricefuck if you get it i'm rappin for lifeyou can't tell me shit, i got my own mind,its six in the morning and now its go timehey, had to take the beat and let it breath usin up the oxygenthe kid he go rockin' and there ain't to stoppin' yousee me stockin' up workin every second of the day and still not enoughnow on that cocky stuff wat yall to acknowledge usif you don't suck my dick bitch esophagusyou probably just go all on the internetsee a conversation and you fell the need to interjecti ain't finished yet dont think this kid a threati'm on the lose end find me supervision yetyou an mp3 im still in a set, vintage yetfuturistic with some shit taht split your dick(deck)my cadence complex rhyme without a conceptatomic bombs your just a stupid fake bomb threatsix in the morning and im writing these rhyme workin hardso that you know every night is a grind,fine

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