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Mac Miller( Malcolm James McCormick )
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Of The Soul
Looks like I wrote this song on paper First time I did that in like three years My handwritin' is, is horrible And I can barely read this
Hey, hey Don't even know what's in my head anymore though Uh, figured out I ain't gonna go to college, Lee Corso Fuckin' girls but I never kept the door closed Want you all to hear the way I put it in her torso
I ain't normal, I'm clinically insane I guess it's the result of drugs that enterin' my brain All of a sudden, every legend keep on mentionin' my name All that does is show me that my life will never be the same
Police tryin' to figure out how to get me locked up I tell those cops, 'Suck dog nuts' Arrivin' to the party in a chariot Lookin' for a scary bitch that I can pop her cherry pit
I'm very sick, yes, very ill 'Eternal Sunshine', Jim Carey feel At the amusement park scared of heights, Ferris wheel Double dare me to kill
Got some soul like De La do They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some deja-vu Everywhere you go these people hate on you It's deja-vu, deja-vu
A little soul like De La do They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some deja-vu Everywhere I go these people hate on you Deja-vu, deja-vu
Wind chimes, sick rhymes Been high on this incline Tryin' to get my money stackin' tall, 6'9'' Have some caviar, sip wine
Sacrifice insanity, sacrificin' normal Purpose is for people in the plural Form never formal, an art form, not a mural Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Work four bars that are tighter than your corn rows
See a girl that's lookin' horny in the fourth row I just put it in her mouth, orthodontist Manipulatin' phonics, put 'em into sonnets Let me put you on this nastier than Nas is
Bubonic plague Bacteria that's tryin' to find a way Spread like yolk of a broken egg Talkin' shit, you just diggin' your grave
Got some soul like De La do They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some deja-vu Everywhere you go these people hate on you It's deja-vu, deja-vu
A little soul like De La do They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some deja-vu Everywhere I go these people hate on you Deja-vu, deja-vu
Hypothetically I'm dope, I kick incredibly Potentially could be the remedy for happiness without the ecstasy No methamphetamines, hot, a hundred and ten degrees Visually stunnin', gotta see it on the LED
When I was seventeen I thought I had it figured out Now I see that this about When in doubt, a different route, it's crucial, three new schools Life with a spoonful of sugar, yeah, I need my medicine
Fuckin' Mary Poppins, gotta treat her like the president Represent all these fuckin' people that I never met Some expect me to be the greatest ever Hear me on the radio, shit will change forever
Now I'm just a pop sensation, fuck your expectations I'ma be the best, have some patience Thought that it was great, then poof It was nothin' but some déjà vu, yeah
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