Mac Miller
Mac Miller - Death Of the Emcee lyrics
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Ladies and gentlemen We are gathered here today To remember the life of manyWhat makes this world so cold People have to die before they get old Hog with a ho To the hommies in the host That leave me lonely, cause I know But all I gotta do is stay focused, stay dedicated I'm trying to get a bank with a better statement And this is for the people who said I'd never make it And for the hoes who won't fuck me unless I'm famousMind educated by the world around me Been elevated in the Himalayan mountains Son now I'm breaking from the fountain of life And when th waters white boy, they sounded so nice Maybe because I was meant to speak the truth to ‘em Over melody, I'm in the booth flowing Pan in the pan, in the glass some gin Need the music like this hat to a brimClean and simple, can't be separated You got a train, but you're scared and you get to chase it so you ain't going nowhere fast I'm fresh cause your clothes got polo tag I'm on a journey boy, I don't look back Plus I'm fresher then the laundromat, now look at that I can change the world on a Monday till Friday And turn around and get flash trait 5 daysJust gotta do this shit my way YOu ain't no artist cause I got you on myspace Please don't waist my time You got a lot of hobbies, don't say you grin Way behind them on my way to shine The hurry ain't taking my timeCause I've waited long enough, the time is now These bloggers online trying to find my style Sayin' he a soler, he don't know shit Ain't the struggle in his life he gotta cope with I'm just tellin you what's in my mind Cause I'm gonna be the best when I'm in my prime Now they got the high life Playing in for one Say I'm something of a different kind I guess the whole world must have slipped my mind Where the fuck you find a young man who can spit like I My button down shirt equipped with a tie Cause boy I'm on the goodness side Yeah, young entrepreneur, no diddy dough Who makes movies while you're making home videos I just wanna let my home city know That a young boy finder blow You either with me or against me The death of a emcee