[Macklemore:]
I said "woo", don't make me
Break out the velour suit and the Stacey's
Give me a baseline and a break beat
Fuck around on the dance floor, make a baby, watch me
Got a cane with a gold tip
Gucci ice cream tat type flow, bitch
I could make it rain, but I won't, shit
'Cause I'm cheap, motherfucker and I don't tip (I don't)
Watch out, I'm about to pull this new watch out, ta dow
Puttin' in work, we don't clock out
How 'bout, we go and cut the rug at the pow-wow
Get to movin' and breakin' and poppin' like wild style
Electric boogaloo
She movin' that body like a booty in a hula hoop
Gave her that look like, "You don't know what I'd do to you"
And she was like "Oh my God, I just Googled you"
Jheri curl, mullet on some Mario Lopez
Last call, then we go and hit the coat check
Lyft outside, buenos noches
Now tell that motherfucker, take us back to the homestead, gone
[Otieno Terry:]
Now take your shoes off in here
We don't need to talk (we don't need to talk)
I said "I'm shooting for the moon, baby"
Now watch me walk (watch me walk)
I don't believe in gravity, honey
I'm an astronaut (I'm an astronaut)
Just wanna see you levitate, and I'ma watch (I'ma watch)
Whoa whoa whoa (Whoa whoa whoa)
Yeah yeah yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)
Hey now (Hey now)
Alright now (Alright now)
Gon' levitate (Gon' levitate)
Gon' levitate (Gon' levitate)
[Macklemore:]
Oh shit, she just gave me her number (number)
You now dealing with the Irish hustler (hustler)
Like a 2002 Usher (Usher)
Let that burn, nah, I'm wearing a rubber
Plaid on me, dancin' like a one man army
Turn a funeral into a dance party
Meet the Holy Ghost, I'ma catch me a body
You don't wanna see me when I start doin' the zombie, Thriller
Master P, barbecue chip, Percy Miller
That's a rap snack, I'm a fat dad, got some fat abs
Sweatin' like I'm eatin' jalapeños out in Baghdad
You ain't on the level, got a medal for the flash dance
You ain't fucking gigging, what the hell you getting mad at?
I pulled up in that purple thang
I didn't dress like Prince in Purple Rain (oh my God)
Lions, cheetahs like the circus came
And I should charge everybody to observe the game
Pour shots, big up and fuck cops
Invite the whole neighborhood to a party on my block
Up rock a booty, juicier than a cumquat
Boyfriend mean muggin', little buddy fuck off
[Otieno Terry:]
Now take your shoes off in here
We don't need to talk (we don't need to talk)
I said "I'm shooting for the moon, baby"
Now watch me walk (watch me walk)
I don't believe in gravity, honey
I'm an astronaut (I'm an astronaut)
Just wanna see you levitate, and I'ma watch (I'ma watch)
Whoa whoa whoa (Whoa whoa whoa)
Yeah yeah yeah (Yeah yeah yeah)
Hey now (Hey now)
Alright now (Alright now)
Gon' levitate (Gon' levitate)
Gon' levitate (Gon' levitate)
Gon' get down, we gon' get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don't sit down, don't sit down
Two steppin' 'til the sun come up, come on
We gon' get down, get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don't sit down, don't sit down
Two steppin' til the sun come up, come on
Gon' get down, we gon' get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don't sit down, don't sit down
Two steppin' til the sun come up, come on
We gon' get down, get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don't sit down, don't sit down
Two steppin' til the sun come up, come on
Firebreather lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Reignwolf)
[Macklemore:]
Got a Guns N' Roses T-shirt, and never listened to the band
Just being honest, I just thought that shit looked cool
Hold up, do you know who I am?
Turn the block to Woodstock
Retire? Don't think that I could stop
Jet-ski the way I ride the beat
And fuck your wave, I'ma die knowing that I did me
I got some words and I cannot let them die in me
This is arena status
Our bones end up in the ground, does it even matter?
Make some good music, get what you put in
Get out and go and leave the planet
Now what the hell did you think this is?
We're born, we're dying, in-between we live
Love, prosper, hands to the sky, catch a gospel
Roll the dice, nah, I ain't betting on tomorrow
Chain looking like Orion's Belt
Jacket looking something like a lion pelt
Had to take a break and find myself
They put me in a box by myself
The same writers criticizing my rhymes
Are the same writers that I gentrify in Bed-Stuy
I can't even see the hate, I should probably check my eyes
I got 50,000 phones pointed at me in the sky
[Reignwolf:]
Between a rock and a hard place
Cold blunted with a stone face
Firebreather, firebreather
Born under a blood moon
But the sun is coming up soon
Firebreather, firebreather
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Firebreather, firebreather
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Firebreather, yeah, firebreather
[Macklemore:]
What the fuck you think I'm doing it for?
Hungry like it's my rookie year, and I'm new to the sport
The game is tied up, they looking at you in the fourth
Do you take the shot or pass it, this is ten-thousand hours
And I'm working on my Master's, liabilities, and assets
And I'm showing up to practice, shooting early, getting baskets
There's no father to my style, I'm just a freckle-faced bastard
An animal in the jungle, running, hunting with a habit (woo)
Abracadabra that motherfucker is magic
It's '81 and Madonna is on me dancing
I'm sorry momma, I got it, I know I should mind my manners
I'd probably go double-platinum if I could think of an ad-lib
I'm jazz Prince, I rap a lot
I grew up on Scarface, now Brad's my dawg (woo)
Irish goodbye, sayonara and we mobbin'
Put the nail in the coffin, motherfucker, I'm on one
[Reignwolf:]
Between a rock and a hard place
Cold blunted with a stone face
Firebreather, firebreather
Born under a blood moon
But the sun is coming up soon
Firebreather, firebreather
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Firebreather, firebreather
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Firebreather, yeah, firebreather
Got a Guns N' Roses T-shirt, and never listened to the band
Just being honest, I just thought that shit looked cool
Hold up, do you know who I am?
Turn the block to Woodstock
Retire? Don't think that I could stop
Jet-ski the way I ride the beat
And fuck your wave, I'ma die knowing that I did me
I got some words and I cannot let them die in me
This is arena status
Our bones end up in the ground, does it even matter?
Make some good music, get what you put in
Get out and go and leave the planet
Now what the hell did you think this is?
We're born, we're dying, in-between we live
Love, prosper, hands to the sky, catch a gospel
Roll the dice, nah, I ain't betting on tomorrow
Chain looking like Orion's Belt
Jacket looking something like a lion pelt
Had to take a break and find myself
They put me in a box by myself
The same writers criticizing my rhymes
Are the same writers that I gentrify in Bed-Stuy
I can't even see the hate, I should probably check my eyes
I got 50,000 phones pointed at me in the sky
[Reignwolf:]
Between a rock and a hard place
Cold blunted with a stone face
Firebreather, firebreather
Born under a blood moon
But the sun is coming up soon
Firebreather, firebreather
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Firebreather, firebreather
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Firebreather, yeah, firebreather
[Macklemore:]
What the fuck you think I'm doing it for?
Hungry like it's my rookie year, and I'm new to the sport
The game is tied up, they looking at you in the fourth
Do you take the shot or pass it, this is ten-thousand hours
And I'm working on my Master's, liabilities, and assets
And I'm showing up to practice, shooting early, getting baskets
There's no father to my style, I'm just a freckle-faced bastard
An animal in the jungle, running, hunting with a habit (woo)
Abracadabra that motherfucker is magic
It's '81 and Madonna is on me dancing
I'm sorry momma, I got it, I know I should mind my manners
I'd probably go double-platinum if I could think of an ad-lib
I'm jazz Prince, I rap a lot
I grew up on Scarface, now Brad's my dawg (woo)
Irish goodbye, sayonara and we mobbin'
Put the nail in the coffin, motherfucker, I'm on one
[Reignwolf:]
Between a rock and a hard place
Cold blunted with a stone face
Firebreather, firebreather
Born under a blood moon
But the sun is coming up soon
Firebreather, firebreather
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Firebreather, firebreather
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Firebreather, yeah, firebreather
How To Play The Flute lyrics - Macklemore (feat. King Draino)
[Intro:]
Don't nobody give a damn what all that shit talking 'bout, man. We tryna here some of that, that "Girl, shake your ass, shake your ass, shake your ass," and you know what I'm saying? I'm tryna get that in my life.
Gemini
[Macklemore:]
Diamond, diamond, diamond, that's my shit (that's my shit)
Oh, juice (wet), three-piece, crisp (damn)
Saucey, dripping (dripping), CEO of this (CEO)
Curry, wavy, my undertow's a bitch
Shoutout to my city, know I really does this
Third time's a charm, I'm feeling triumphant (I want it)
I put a little gold up on my bicuspids
They can only see my eyes inside of the Cutlass (Who's he?)
She may be vanilla cream, baby her butt big
They treat me like McGregor when I'm out in Dublin (They do? Yes they do)
My momma don't like it when I be cussin' (She don't)
But fuck these motherfuckers, momma, I don't trust them (fuck 'em)
It's plush up in the bucket, look, don't touch it, thought you knew
In the pocket, like I'm Russel, man I hustle, watch me move
In the summer watch me fuck around, I'm 'bout to drop the roof
She hopped up in the whip and then I taught her how to play the flute, play the flute
[King Draino:]
They hating on a player
Don't understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I'ma have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I'm praying for them haters (Amen)
[Macklemore:]
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ay little mama, aqui
Skin tone macchiato, we eating mahi-mahi
On Miami Beach, we have a party la-dee-da-dee
On my B-I-E 'til I D-I-E, I think I'm king (I think I'm king)
You didn't think that I would get the peacoat (No!)
Unbutton that motherfucker, nothing but a speedo (Look!)
Who's that peeking in my window?, Cee-Lo
I was on that Cujo, that Big Gipp and that Teamo (What?)
Dolce and Gabbana, cappuccino, gelato
In a grotto out in Cabo, amateurs so apollo
Whip this bulky like Costco, I'm out here and dodging 5-0
I hit the block with that top low, a dookie rolled with a poncho
But it ain't about to rain on me
Tryna sing up in this bitch, but I ain't on key
Now I stay genuine, I'm the same old G
Feeling like John Havlicek, check, with these eight gold rings
Play the flute
[King Draino:]
They hating on a player
Don't understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I'ma have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I'm praying for them haters (Amen)
[Macklemore:]
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Don't nobody give a damn what all that shit talking 'bout, man. We tryna here some of that, that "Girl, shake your ass, shake your ass, shake your ass," and you know what I'm saying? I'm tryna get that in my life.
Gemini
[Macklemore:]
Diamond, diamond, diamond, that's my shit (that's my shit)
Oh, juice (wet), three-piece, crisp (damn)
Saucey, dripping (dripping), CEO of this (CEO)
Curry, wavy, my undertow's a bitch
Shoutout to my city, know I really does this
Third time's a charm, I'm feeling triumphant (I want it)
I put a little gold up on my bicuspids
They can only see my eyes inside of the Cutlass (Who's he?)
She may be vanilla cream, baby her butt big
They treat me like McGregor when I'm out in Dublin (They do? Yes they do)
My momma don't like it when I be cussin' (She don't)
But fuck these motherfuckers, momma, I don't trust them (fuck 'em)
It's plush up in the bucket, look, don't touch it, thought you knew
In the pocket, like I'm Russel, man I hustle, watch me move
In the summer watch me fuck around, I'm 'bout to drop the roof
She hopped up in the whip and then I taught her how to play the flute, play the flute
[King Draino:]
They hating on a player
Don't understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I'ma have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I'm praying for them haters (Amen)
[Macklemore:]
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ay little mama, aqui
Skin tone macchiato, we eating mahi-mahi
On Miami Beach, we have a party la-dee-da-dee
On my B-I-E 'til I D-I-E, I think I'm king (I think I'm king)
You didn't think that I would get the peacoat (No!)
Unbutton that motherfucker, nothing but a speedo (Look!)
Who's that peeking in my window?, Cee-Lo
I was on that Cujo, that Big Gipp and that Teamo (What?)
Dolce and Gabbana, cappuccino, gelato
In a grotto out in Cabo, amateurs so apollo
Whip this bulky like Costco, I'm out here and dodging 5-0
I hit the block with that top low, a dookie rolled with a poncho
But it ain't about to rain on me
Tryna sing up in this bitch, but I ain't on key
Now I stay genuine, I'm the same old G
Feeling like John Havlicek, check, with these eight gold rings
Play the flute
[King Draino:]
They hating on a player
Don't understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I'ma have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I'm praying for them haters (Amen)
[Macklemore:]
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ten Million lyrics - Macklemore
I paid my dues, now I'm really on
Prince to the SEA, put my city on
Left the condo for a bigger home
Everything clean like my chicken bones
I work hard, I work hard for it
Had to go back to the chalkboard
We was tourin' countries all foreign
Now I don't gotta open car doors
So say what's up to my haters at the club tonight
I'll be busy singing my daughter lullaby's
When she sleep, I hit the booth and get super lit
Living my dreams like I sleep in another life
Living my dreams like I sleep in another life, yeah
The tensions so thick, you could cut with a butter knife, yeah
If that's your example of artists, then what am I?
You lied, they consume it, you say that you booming
That's probably why Metro don't trust you, gosh
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain't no 9 to 5, yeah
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain't no 9 to 5, yeah
10 million sold, go and look at that
Ain't no middleman gonna get any of that
I suck at math, but I know how to add (1 + 1)
That's a whole 'lotta money
Bought my babies and my mama a pad
Wow, do a spin move on stage looking like the white James Brown
There's a whole lotta people in this arena and you know it sold out
Took my daughter on the road and she pointing' at me from the crowd
Saying, "That's my daddy, top 5 on stage," no doubt
In God we trust, God we trust
They ain't came in the same way
They are not with us, not with us
Came back and it's game time
This the follow-up, and now I'm up
I decided that was not enough
Dopps and Budo with that final touch
Competition, go and line 'em up
I run this shit, I run this shit
Put that on my momma
I done this shit, I done this shit since I was pushin' a Honda
No one hit shit, no one hit shit, platinum plaques in mi casa
And my accountant's dead (rest in peace)
Couldn't count the commas
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain't no 9 to 5, yeah
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain't no 9 to 5, yeah
Gemini
Prince to the SEA, put my city on
Left the condo for a bigger home
Everything clean like my chicken bones
I work hard, I work hard for it
Had to go back to the chalkboard
We was tourin' countries all foreign
Now I don't gotta open car doors
So say what's up to my haters at the club tonight
I'll be busy singing my daughter lullaby's
When she sleep, I hit the booth and get super lit
Living my dreams like I sleep in another life
Living my dreams like I sleep in another life, yeah
The tensions so thick, you could cut with a butter knife, yeah
If that's your example of artists, then what am I?
You lied, they consume it, you say that you booming
That's probably why Metro don't trust you, gosh
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain't no 9 to 5, yeah
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain't no 9 to 5, yeah
10 million sold, go and look at that
Ain't no middleman gonna get any of that
I suck at math, but I know how to add (1 + 1)
That's a whole 'lotta money
Bought my babies and my mama a pad
Wow, do a spin move on stage looking like the white James Brown
There's a whole lotta people in this arena and you know it sold out
Took my daughter on the road and she pointing' at me from the crowd
Saying, "That's my daddy, top 5 on stage," no doubt
In God we trust, God we trust
They ain't came in the same way
They are not with us, not with us
Came back and it's game time
This the follow-up, and now I'm up
I decided that was not enough
Dopps and Budo with that final touch
Competition, go and line 'em up
I run this shit, I run this shit
Put that on my momma
I done this shit, I done this shit since I was pushin' a Honda
No one hit shit, no one hit shit, platinum plaques in mi casa
And my accountant's dead (rest in peace)
Couldn't count the commas
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain't no 9 to 5, yeah
I am not surprised, I am not surprised, yeah
Had to optimize, then monopolize, yeah
We turn out the lights then we come alive, yeah
All these dollar signs, ain't no 9 to 5, yeah
Gemini
Over It lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Donna Missal)
[Donna Missal:]
We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine
I never had love, so I learned to settle quick
I guess I never thought I'd have to choose
Between paradise and you
[Macklemore:]
I still creep on your 'Gram, oh
See you with you and your man, oh
And I scroll and see the pictures you deleted
Like the history ain't happen long as we cannot see it
Getting back is insanity and we repeat it
Mama said we need counseling
But I can't reason with the terrorists
Oh, this is embarrassing
You ain't Cinderella, ain't no pumpkin turning into fuckin' carriages
You create a narrative, people ask me, "Where's she been?"
Sent her packin' now, she's living back out at her parent's crib
Fight, break up, we fuck, we fight, break up, you know the deal
Vent to friends and tell them, "It's the last time, I'm for real."
You text me, then the next thing you know, I'm behind the wheel
Pull up, fuck you in the backseat thinking this will help us heal
There is no use for you texting my phone
Got FOMO the minute I walked to the door
Can't get in the gate because I changed the code
Now you can toast to the love we don't make anymore
[Donna Missal:]
We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine
I never had love, so I learned to settle quick
I guess I never thought I'd have to choose
Between paradise and you
And now I'm free, I'm free, yeah
I'm free, yeah, and now I'm free, yeah
(And now I'm free)
[Macklemore:]
I'm back on the "Why didn't you text me?"
Back on the "Shit, I was busy."
Back to us raising our voices
Back on that nobody's listening
Back to those horrible choices
Back on you moving back home
'Cause I would rather live in Hell than get comfortable sleeping alone
Back to that lying deception, back to the self-will
Back on that "Well, she don't do it and I know that somebody else will."
You cheated, I cheated, you cheated, I cheated, I mean it
Please, Father, forgive us
The dirt that you've done and the secrets that we swept up under the rug that are gonna die with us
And I should've cut the ties so many times
That I finally gave up on the scissors
We are both sinners if we both lie to ourselves
That is just selfish, that isn't commitment
I try to hold it in, I try to hold it in
Numb to it all and ignoring it
I'm just searching where the closure is
Going in circles, not noticing
But in my heart, I know I'm not over it
[Donna Missal:]
We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine
I never had love, so I learned to settle quick
I guess I never thought I'd have to choose
Between paradise and you
And now I'm free, I'm free, yeah
I'm free, yeah, and now I'm free, yeah
(And now I'm free)
We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine
I never had love, so I learned to settle quick
I guess I never thought I'd have to choose
Between paradise and you
[Macklemore:]
I still creep on your 'Gram, oh
See you with you and your man, oh
And I scroll and see the pictures you deleted
Like the history ain't happen long as we cannot see it
Getting back is insanity and we repeat it
Mama said we need counseling
But I can't reason with the terrorists
Oh, this is embarrassing
You ain't Cinderella, ain't no pumpkin turning into fuckin' carriages
You create a narrative, people ask me, "Where's she been?"
Sent her packin' now, she's living back out at her parent's crib
Fight, break up, we fuck, we fight, break up, you know the deal
Vent to friends and tell them, "It's the last time, I'm for real."
You text me, then the next thing you know, I'm behind the wheel
Pull up, fuck you in the backseat thinking this will help us heal
There is no use for you texting my phone
Got FOMO the minute I walked to the door
Can't get in the gate because I changed the code
Now you can toast to the love we don't make anymore
[Donna Missal:]
We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine
I never had love, so I learned to settle quick
I guess I never thought I'd have to choose
Between paradise and you
And now I'm free, I'm free, yeah
I'm free, yeah, and now I'm free, yeah
(And now I'm free)
[Macklemore:]
I'm back on the "Why didn't you text me?"
Back on the "Shit, I was busy."
Back to us raising our voices
Back on that nobody's listening
Back to those horrible choices
Back on you moving back home
'Cause I would rather live in Hell than get comfortable sleeping alone
Back to that lying deception, back to the self-will
Back on that "Well, she don't do it and I know that somebody else will."
You cheated, I cheated, you cheated, I cheated, I mean it
Please, Father, forgive us
The dirt that you've done and the secrets that we swept up under the rug that are gonna die with us
And I should've cut the ties so many times
That I finally gave up on the scissors
We are both sinners if we both lie to ourselves
That is just selfish, that isn't commitment
I try to hold it in, I try to hold it in
Numb to it all and ignoring it
I'm just searching where the closure is
Going in circles, not noticing
But in my heart, I know I'm not over it
[Donna Missal:]
We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine
I never had love, so I learned to settle quick
I guess I never thought I'd have to choose
Between paradise and you
And now I'm free, I'm free, yeah
I'm free, yeah, and now I'm free, yeah
(And now I'm free)
Zara lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Abir)
[Macklemore:]
I know you're troubled, girl
I seen you on Tumblr
February, dressing like a summer girl
Mini skirt on, no underwear (Whoo!)
I wanna take you shopping
Blow a bag of Prada
She say "Those clothes expensive"
So we end up at Zara
Late night, hit the city
And we go out to Target
Like why we go to Target?
This electric wheelchair's poppin'
You read bell hooks and Cornell West
You make me quesadillas when I'm stressed
And be like, "Boy, you better clean up the mess
And take out the trash before you come back"
Stay in, amen, don't fall asleep 'til the AM
Wake up in the morning and I'm prayin'
Sunlight made its way in, gave me angels
And I hold 'em, paint a mural so golden (alright)
And my girl, she sweet as hell
But we'll have a world star moment
Like "I'll fuck this bitch up" (whoa)
Yes you will, my darling (aha)
Type of girl fight for the family (she will)
And jump in if there's a problem (progress)
But not today, the ocean waves
I can't complain, I hold her waist
My only ace until we're old and gray
See, that's my baby
[Abir:]
Wave after wave, yeah, we're catching the vibe, yeah
Feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know
Had to hold you down for sure
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
[Macklemore:]
And if you feel some type of way, then just say that (say that)
I'm on my way to make it back, talking ASAP (ASAP)
And we can do all types of things in this Maybach (Maybach)
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet, while I play that (play what?)
That 90's R&B (alright)
Yeah, House Party 3 (ok)
Come spend the night with me (let's get it)
And bring your toiletries
You got your girls with you
I brought my boys with me
Playing that Shai Adina Howard, and that Jodeci (Jodeci)
Do you want a back rub, do you want a massage?
On my birthday, it's my birthday
Do you think we can menage? Sike
El Dorado inside, all suede
Let's go half on some offspring
Girl you flyer than an osprey
We ain't doing a damn thing all day
[Abir:]
Wave after wave, yeah, we're catching the vibe, yeah
Feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know
Had to hold you down for sure
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
I know you're troubled, girl
I seen you on Tumblr
February, dressing like a summer girl
Mini skirt on, no underwear (Whoo!)
I wanna take you shopping
Blow a bag of Prada
She say "Those clothes expensive"
So we end up at Zara
Late night, hit the city
And we go out to Target
Like why we go to Target?
This electric wheelchair's poppin'
You read bell hooks and Cornell West
You make me quesadillas when I'm stressed
And be like, "Boy, you better clean up the mess
And take out the trash before you come back"
Stay in, amen, don't fall asleep 'til the AM
Wake up in the morning and I'm prayin'
Sunlight made its way in, gave me angels
And I hold 'em, paint a mural so golden (alright)
And my girl, she sweet as hell
But we'll have a world star moment
Like "I'll fuck this bitch up" (whoa)
Yes you will, my darling (aha)
Type of girl fight for the family (she will)
And jump in if there's a problem (progress)
But not today, the ocean waves
I can't complain, I hold her waist
My only ace until we're old and gray
See, that's my baby
[Abir:]
Wave after wave, yeah, we're catching the vibe, yeah
Feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know
Had to hold you down for sure
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
[Macklemore:]
And if you feel some type of way, then just say that (say that)
I'm on my way to make it back, talking ASAP (ASAP)
And we can do all types of things in this Maybach (Maybach)
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet, while I play that (play what?)
That 90's R&B (alright)
Yeah, House Party 3 (ok)
Come spend the night with me (let's get it)
And bring your toiletries
You got your girls with you
I brought my boys with me
Playing that Shai Adina Howard, and that Jodeci (Jodeci)
Do you want a back rub, do you want a massage?
On my birthday, it's my birthday
Do you think we can menage? Sike
El Dorado inside, all suede
Let's go half on some offspring
Girl you flyer than an osprey
We ain't doing a damn thing all day
[Abir:]
Wave after wave, yeah, we're catching the vibe, yeah
Feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know
Had to hold you down for sure
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
Corner Store lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Dave B & Travis Thompson)
[Dave B:]
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Travis Thompson:]
Okay, 2 A.M. I'm posted (I'm posted)
Dope all in my Jansport
Moving, the youth I run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Momma said "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I'm pushin', movin' work, improvin'
There's commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal
Blow the medical to the face
It's evident on my face
Rollin' heaven in my new Wraith
Declinin' the call from labels
Still grubbin' on struggle plates
They all wanna know whats next, shit, I don't even know myself
Nah, I don't wanna hear your best shit, I don't really need your help
I'm posted and smokin' just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
[Dave B:]
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Macklemore:]
I grew up on Old English, that's that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on a bag of cubensis, walkin' off kilter (shrooms, shrooms, shrooms)
We ain't have no common sense
Do that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roastin', talkin' shit, we mobbin', I just got my momma's whip (hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window, right with your tape up, it's garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn't tell you 'bout our future (yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn't thinking 'bout tomorrow (uh)
On the rooftop smokin' (smokin')
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uh-uh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (gizzards)
But it's all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin' on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we 'bout to hit the—
[Dave B:]
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Takin' my time, workin' it out
Countin' the coin, breakin' my back
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can't get a break, but that's my snack
Call me Almond Joy, momma's boy
Can't afford none of what you order
Shit, I'm hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall, but on the border
Pushin' pen to the paper for peso
They wanna Lego
Close construction, no room for the huevos
You gotta love it
That's Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon' pay to date you, you get ousted, OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking 'bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don't want no one to know, long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Macklemore:]
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rolling 'round the city and we hide behind the tints
Off the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store
That's all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Travis Thompson:]
Okay, 2 A.M. I'm posted (I'm posted)
Dope all in my Jansport
Moving, the youth I run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Momma said "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I'm pushin', movin' work, improvin'
There's commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal
Blow the medical to the face
It's evident on my face
Rollin' heaven in my new Wraith
Declinin' the call from labels
Still grubbin' on struggle plates
They all wanna know whats next, shit, I don't even know myself
Nah, I don't wanna hear your best shit, I don't really need your help
I'm posted and smokin' just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
[Dave B:]
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Macklemore:]
I grew up on Old English, that's that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on a bag of cubensis, walkin' off kilter (shrooms, shrooms, shrooms)
We ain't have no common sense
Do that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roastin', talkin' shit, we mobbin', I just got my momma's whip (hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window, right with your tape up, it's garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn't tell you 'bout our future (yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn't thinking 'bout tomorrow (uh)
On the rooftop smokin' (smokin')
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uh-uh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (gizzards)
But it's all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin' on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we 'bout to hit the—
[Dave B:]
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Takin' my time, workin' it out
Countin' the coin, breakin' my back
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can't get a break, but that's my snack
Call me Almond Joy, momma's boy
Can't afford none of what you order
Shit, I'm hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall, but on the border
Pushin' pen to the paper for peso
They wanna Lego
Close construction, no room for the huevos
You gotta love it
That's Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon' pay to date you, you get ousted, OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking 'bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don't want no one to know, long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Macklemore:]
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rolling 'round the city and we hide behind the tints
Off the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store
That's all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference
Miracle lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Dan Caplen)
[Dan Caplen:]
My troubles test me on the daily
They say that only God can save me
I think I'm slowly going under
But I won't ever tell my bother
And now I wonder where's the good gone?
'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home
Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?
Need to find me some hope
Where's my miracle? Where's my miracle?
Where's my miracle?
[Macklemore:]
It's been a long night
I just might wake up on the wrong side
I tell myself that it'll be alright
Sunlight peaking through the dark sky
Bottle it up, fall in the cut, all out of luck
Downing in this quicksand and I swallow mud
I taste temptation and I fall in and out of love
Grab her hand, taxi cab, in God we trust
You can wish on all the star way up in the galaxy
They want you to fall apart so they can have a piece
I threw a hundred in a wishing well
And then I came back for a refund
Said all this pressure just might tip the scale
Seen it before, it's just a re-run
So keep running, ay, I keep running
[Dan Caplen:]
My troubles test me on the daily
They say that only God can save me
I think I'm slowly going under
But I won't ever tell my bother
And now I wonder where's the good gone?
'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home
Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?
Need to find me some hope
Where's my miracle? Where's my miracle?
[Macklemore:]
I got some secrets, I got some secrets
My palms together, praying, but I keep on thinking 'bout evil
Snake-bit in blood, and the poison, it ain't leaving
Wanna sabotage everything, one and only enemy
If these walls could talk, they'd have a lot of blackmail
Is karma real or not? I can't tell
The Devil complimented me and said, "You dance well"
But prayers won't save me, and neither will the fan mail
I'd be a sinner, but thank God I'm not religious
And I'm addicted, drugs and women, there's no difference
I know the right, but the wrong is just so tempting
I've got a phobia, fear of what I'm missing, amen
My troubles test me on the daily
They say that only God can save me
I think I'm slowly going under
But I won't ever tell my bother
And now I wonder where's the good gone?
'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home
Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?
Need to find me some hope
Where's my miracle? Where's my miracle?
Where's my miracle?
[Macklemore:]
It's been a long night
I just might wake up on the wrong side
I tell myself that it'll be alright
Sunlight peaking through the dark sky
Bottle it up, fall in the cut, all out of luck
Downing in this quicksand and I swallow mud
I taste temptation and I fall in and out of love
Grab her hand, taxi cab, in God we trust
You can wish on all the star way up in the galaxy
They want you to fall apart so they can have a piece
I threw a hundred in a wishing well
And then I came back for a refund
Said all this pressure just might tip the scale
Seen it before, it's just a re-run
So keep running, ay, I keep running
[Dan Caplen:]
My troubles test me on the daily
They say that only God can save me
I think I'm slowly going under
But I won't ever tell my bother
And now I wonder where's the good gone?
'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home
Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?
Need to find me some hope
Where's my miracle? Where's my miracle?
[Macklemore:]
I got some secrets, I got some secrets
My palms together, praying, but I keep on thinking 'bout evil
Snake-bit in blood, and the poison, it ain't leaving
Wanna sabotage everything, one and only enemy
If these walls could talk, they'd have a lot of blackmail
Is karma real or not? I can't tell
The Devil complimented me and said, "You dance well"
But prayers won't save me, and neither will the fan mail
I'd be a sinner, but thank God I'm not religious
And I'm addicted, drugs and women, there's no difference
I know the right, but the wrong is just so tempting
I've got a phobia, fear of what I'm missing, amen
Church lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Xperience)
[Macklemore:]
Moms and pops, they used to take us to Church
Saying, "If you don't believe, then the plan don't work"
With the beatbox I got free on the pavement, I burst
Music brought me to my knees, I found faith in a verse
So dear Spirit, I know I gotta take a chance
And my mistakes and shortcomings finally made a man
I got some issues, I got problems, gotta make amends
I watch my daughter gigging in the kitchen to the safety dance
This shit right here, we call love
You can't put that into words, but feel that in your gut
The goosebumps on my arms, I watch the fallen sun
Kiss my daughter and say thank God as I wake up
Yeah, I know now, and I'm up, but I'm aware that it goes down
Travelled 'round the globe, I needed to slow down
And no better feeling riding 'round in my hometown
[Xperience:]
Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning
Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry
And I can only pray someday that' we'll all be
More than just okay, we can be so free
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
[Macklemore:]
Oh my God, oh my God
No other person on this earth could ever take my job
This my life, it was planned I can't take it off
Bruised elbows, knees scraped, I learned to take a fall
My mistake, my mistake, karma waits, karma waits
But I'll be brave, I'll be brave
The pain stings more than I could take, I could take
I learn more from loss than the gain, than the gain
New state of mind, I feel like taking my time
And that laidback reclines, still pushing that '85
Like windows down, city passing by, like a timelapse
The weatherman be tripping, so that ceiling got that white rag, ay
We came so far, just some kids in the city trying to make some art
Leave some change in the fountain, hope to make my mark
You see I was given a role, never played my part
[Xperience:]
Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning
Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry
And I can only pray someday that' we'll all be
More than just okay, we can be so free
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
[Outro:]
I can have a life to- I have life today. I rely on that constant communication with my higher power, more so than anybody these days. And I realized, that's kinda all I need. And then, of course, y'all appear, right, y'all appear, things appear, and situations appear. And I realize, that's God working through me, if I allow myself to be that vessel.
Moms and pops, they used to take us to Church
Saying, "If you don't believe, then the plan don't work"
With the beatbox I got free on the pavement, I burst
Music brought me to my knees, I found faith in a verse
So dear Spirit, I know I gotta take a chance
And my mistakes and shortcomings finally made a man
I got some issues, I got problems, gotta make amends
I watch my daughter gigging in the kitchen to the safety dance
This shit right here, we call love
You can't put that into words, but feel that in your gut
The goosebumps on my arms, I watch the fallen sun
Kiss my daughter and say thank God as I wake up
Yeah, I know now, and I'm up, but I'm aware that it goes down
Travelled 'round the globe, I needed to slow down
And no better feeling riding 'round in my hometown
[Xperience:]
Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning
Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry
And I can only pray someday that' we'll all be
More than just okay, we can be so free
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
[Macklemore:]
Oh my God, oh my God
No other person on this earth could ever take my job
This my life, it was planned I can't take it off
Bruised elbows, knees scraped, I learned to take a fall
My mistake, my mistake, karma waits, karma waits
But I'll be brave, I'll be brave
The pain stings more than I could take, I could take
I learn more from loss than the gain, than the gain
New state of mind, I feel like taking my time
And that laidback reclines, still pushing that '85
Like windows down, city passing by, like a timelapse
The weatherman be tripping, so that ceiling got that white rag, ay
We came so far, just some kids in the city trying to make some art
Leave some change in the fountain, hope to make my mark
You see I was given a role, never played my part
[Xperience:]
Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning
Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry
And I can only pray someday that' we'll all be
More than just okay, we can be so free
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
[Outro:]
I can have a life to- I have life today. I rely on that constant communication with my higher power, more so than anybody these days. And I realized, that's kinda all I need. And then, of course, y'all appear, right, y'all appear, things appear, and situations appear. And I realize, that's God working through me, if I allow myself to be that vessel.
Excavate lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Saint Claire)
[Saint Claire:]
Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my shutters, excavate my pain
[Macklemore:]
If I could read the world my notebook and these thoughts in it
Would they judge me or love me for what I've written?
Tryna get closer to spirt that enters the body
It's the vessel like I'm not in it
In fifty-something years, I won't be here
There'll be a kid with some headphones covering his ears
Walking 'round a hallway, dreaming of ideas
Find himself in the sound 'cause music is a mirror
What you looking for? What you headed towards?
What's your name worth when they mention yours?
When you leave here, are you stepping forward?
Can you remember your intention when they question yours?
They're gonna question yours, they're gonna question yours
I've been at rock bottom and I'm headed North
If you don't love yourself, what's the respect for?
If you don't love life, the check won't correct yours
Excavate
[Saint Claire:]
Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my shutters, excavate my pain
And I found peace
And I found peace
And I found peace
[Macklemore:]
I had this vision of my death
Surrounded by people I love and respect
And the baby blue Cadillac hearse
Pulling me 'round the block that I rep
The greatest fear that I've ever kept is dying with regrets
Like was I just alive for success
Or did I leave a better life for the rest?
My greatest achievement isn't the dollars
My greatest achievement isn't the followers
My greatest achievement isn't the accolades
My greatest achievement is my daughter
Waking up in the morning, being a father
Watching the light kiss her eyelids
Hearing her sing along to Chance
And being like, "yeah, that's my kid"
The light started to glow
And the saxophone funk called-train started to blow
Tender, laying in the snow, turn on my headphones
Couple miles to go before I run out of road
Excavate
[Saint Claire:]
Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my shutters, excavate my pain
And I found peace
And I found peace
And I found peace
[Macklemore:]
Hold me up into the light and study every part of me
I'm an open book, no, I don't mind, but sometimes I'm hard to read
Just flesh and bone, I'm headed home
But this life is so hard to leave
But who am I when they cut the lights and nobody's watching me?
Hold me up into the light and study every part of me
I'm an open book, no, I don't mind, but sometimes I'm hard to read
Just flesh and bone, I'm headed home
But this life is so hard to leave
But who am I when they cut the lights and nobody's watching me?
Gemini
Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my shutters, excavate my pain
[Macklemore:]
If I could read the world my notebook and these thoughts in it
Would they judge me or love me for what I've written?
Tryna get closer to spirt that enters the body
It's the vessel like I'm not in it
In fifty-something years, I won't be here
There'll be a kid with some headphones covering his ears
Walking 'round a hallway, dreaming of ideas
Find himself in the sound 'cause music is a mirror
What you looking for? What you headed towards?
What's your name worth when they mention yours?
When you leave here, are you stepping forward?
Can you remember your intention when they question yours?
They're gonna question yours, they're gonna question yours
I've been at rock bottom and I'm headed North
If you don't love yourself, what's the respect for?
If you don't love life, the check won't correct yours
Excavate
[Saint Claire:]
Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my shutters, excavate my pain
And I found peace
And I found peace
And I found peace
[Macklemore:]
I had this vision of my death
Surrounded by people I love and respect
And the baby blue Cadillac hearse
Pulling me 'round the block that I rep
The greatest fear that I've ever kept is dying with regrets
Like was I just alive for success
Or did I leave a better life for the rest?
My greatest achievement isn't the dollars
My greatest achievement isn't the followers
My greatest achievement isn't the accolades
My greatest achievement is my daughter
Waking up in the morning, being a father
Watching the light kiss her eyelids
Hearing her sing along to Chance
And being like, "yeah, that's my kid"
The light started to glow
And the saxophone funk called-train started to blow
Tender, laying in the snow, turn on my headphones
Couple miles to go before I run out of road
Excavate
[Saint Claire:]
Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my shutters, excavate my pain
And I found peace
And I found peace
And I found peace
[Macklemore:]
Hold me up into the light and study every part of me
I'm an open book, no, I don't mind, but sometimes I'm hard to read
Just flesh and bone, I'm headed home
But this life is so hard to leave
But who am I when they cut the lights and nobody's watching me?
Hold me up into the light and study every part of me
I'm an open book, no, I don't mind, but sometimes I'm hard to read
Just flesh and bone, I'm headed home
But this life is so hard to leave
But who am I when they cut the lights and nobody's watching me?
Gemini
"This Unruly Mess I've Made" (2016) (with Ryan Lewis)
- Light Tunnels lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Mike Slap)
- Downtown lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Eric Nally, Melle Mel, Kool Moe Dee, Grandmaster Caz)
- Brad Pitt's Cousin lyrics - Macklemore (feat. XP)
- Buckshot lyrics - Macklemore (feat. KRS-One & DJ Premier)
- Growing Up (Sloane's Song) lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Ed Sheeran)
- Kevin lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Leon Bridges)
- St. Ides lyrics - Macklemore
- Need To Know lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Chance the Rapper)
- Dance Off lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Idris Elba & Anderson.Paak)
- Let's Eat lyrics - Macklemore (feat. XP)
- Bolo Tie lyrics - Macklemore (feat. YG)
- The Train lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Carla Morrison)
- White Privilege II lyrics - Macklemore
- The Shades lyrics - Macklemore
- This Unruly Mess I've Made lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Ryan Bedard)
Light Tunnels lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Mike Slap)
[Hook - Mike Slap:]
Last night the sky's turned purple
and past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels
[Verse 1 - Macklemore:]
In the back of a town car, staring at myself in a tux
Maneuvering through the people out front
Police barricade, orange cones and we're stuck
Twenty minutes late and my manager blowing me up
Security guard in the garage at the entrance
We rolled down the window and showed him our credentials
Turrell flash the pass and he let's us continue
Metal detectors, phone booths and reception
I should be grateful this my nine to five
I walk into the green room, alright, alright
I get on YouTube tryna learn how to tie on my tie
Fuck it, I'll wear the bolo tonight, night, night
I probably shouldn't have done the drugs I've done
A couple of days ago, detox son
I forgot my belt at the hotel
Fuck, now my team all scrambling to help, this sucks
I need something to cope, ain't nothing to cope
I eat a banana and I drink a cup of throat coat
I wish I had the homies with me here but nope
Most of the artists that I know don't get invited to this show
Because success to them determines our value
The make-up, the power, hairspray, perfume, make-up and powder
The ratings come down to who's popular now in the song in the hour
Knock at the door, I let them in, hair and make up now, red carpet in ten
She covers up my freckles, concealer on my chin
I look orange but she swears that it's natural with my skin
The show is starting, they take me to my seat
Walk in the arena, feel the ego of elites
Like the whole industry is staring at me
A row away from Taylor, two away from Jay and B
[Hook - Mike Slap:]
Last night the sky's turned purple and
Past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels
So that's who we are
Just like the stars
Shine your light on
Shine your light on
[Verse 2 - Macklemore:]
Curtain opens up, host walks out
We stand in unison and applaud real loud
I watch the other people that have been around for a while
Just excited I got invited, feeling cool in the crowd
Thinking such and such is bold, look at such and such's gold
Damn, such and such in real life, looks really fuckin' old
Such and such is fine, she's with such and such, oh
I'm here but I'm barely even watching the show
Cause tonight we toast to our accomplishments
Insecurity dressed up as confidence
I said tonight we toast to our accomplishments
Insecurity dressed up as confidence
An award is given out, commercial, re-set the scene
They keep saying, "Coming up soon is the Biebs."
Watch celebrities take selfies with celebrities
It feels so make believe
They want the gossip, they want the drama
They want Britney Spears to make out with Madonna
They want Kanye to rant and to go on longer, cause that equates to more dollars
They want talking topics, they want trending topics
They want outfits to be outlandish, they want sideways glances
Beef and problems, they want nipple slips
Cause they live for clips, this is economics
So we Botox our skin and we smile for the camera
Might as well get a new nose while we're at it
This is America insecurity's our fabric
And we wear it and we renamed it fashion
I look to my right, there's a cameraman snapping
Picture after picture after sister after sister
Of the line of Kardashians, mind so distracted
Realized there's an ovation and everyone's clapping
[Hook - Mike Slap:]
Last night the sky's turned purple and
Past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels
So that's who we are
Just like the stars
Shine your light on
Shine your light on
[Verse 3 - Macklemore:]
It's just weird when the camera's on you
Gotta remember to still clap if I lose
I see myself up on the screen
Split into five different artists on TV
And just look normal, don't get turned into a meme
Relax, breathe
(And the award goes to: Macklemore and Ryan Lewis)
Me
There's a stranger holding my award
I give her an awkward hug she says "It's yours"
Think I'm supposed to kiss her on the cheek
Man, I should have prepared an acceptance speech
Do I talk first? Is it Ryan? Is it me?
Fuck it, I'll take the lead, grab the mic, say my piece
Do I look at camera one? Do I look at camera three?
I promise, I'm honored, I'd like to thank God, my mamma and father
I'd like to thank Tricia, the mother of my daughter
I couldn't have done it without you all in my corner
Especially the fans, been here since the beginning
Supported the music, allowed us to be independent
And I know, I shouldn't be long-winded
Wait, hold up, don't play the music, let me finish
This feels so narcissistic, dressed as a celebration to conceal it's a business
Me, me, me, my, my image, my, my songs, my self interest
One big reality show that is scripted
And I can keep trying or get off the competition
I'd rather run out of my fifteen minutes
Than have life past me by and I forget to live it
But that doesn't mean retirement
But I don't like who I am in this environment
I forgot what this art's for
I didn't get through Freshman year to drop out as a Sophomore
Here I am in this arena, yeah, I'm scared
I got the people's attention, don't wanna lose it here
Thinking about my career, miserable here
But wanna make sure I'm invited next year
To the same damn party, celebrities and isle
Same blank stares, same fake smiles
Same big budget production
I know now who I am when the lights go out and it falls down
And the curtain closes, nobody notices
Wanted to throw up the Roc, wanted to be Hova
Wanted to be Wayne with the accent from the NOLA
Thought I'd feel better when the award show was over
[Macklemore:]
But I guess I showed up late
Almost got cut off when they closed the gate
Just in time, what will I say?
Time to explain this unruly mess I've made
Ay, I guess I showed up late
Almost got cut off when they closed the gate
Just in time, what will I say?
Time to explain this unruly mess I've made
Last night the sky's turned purple
and past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels
[Verse 1 - Macklemore:]
In the back of a town car, staring at myself in a tux
Maneuvering through the people out front
Police barricade, orange cones and we're stuck
Twenty minutes late and my manager blowing me up
Security guard in the garage at the entrance
We rolled down the window and showed him our credentials
Turrell flash the pass and he let's us continue
Metal detectors, phone booths and reception
I should be grateful this my nine to five
I walk into the green room, alright, alright
I get on YouTube tryna learn how to tie on my tie
Fuck it, I'll wear the bolo tonight, night, night
I probably shouldn't have done the drugs I've done
A couple of days ago, detox son
I forgot my belt at the hotel
Fuck, now my team all scrambling to help, this sucks
I need something to cope, ain't nothing to cope
I eat a banana and I drink a cup of throat coat
I wish I had the homies with me here but nope
Most of the artists that I know don't get invited to this show
Because success to them determines our value
The make-up, the power, hairspray, perfume, make-up and powder
The ratings come down to who's popular now in the song in the hour
Knock at the door, I let them in, hair and make up now, red carpet in ten
She covers up my freckles, concealer on my chin
I look orange but she swears that it's natural with my skin
The show is starting, they take me to my seat
Walk in the arena, feel the ego of elites
Like the whole industry is staring at me
A row away from Taylor, two away from Jay and B
[Hook - Mike Slap:]
Last night the sky's turned purple and
Past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels
So that's who we are
Just like the stars
Shine your light on
Shine your light on
[Verse 2 - Macklemore:]
Curtain opens up, host walks out
We stand in unison and applaud real loud
I watch the other people that have been around for a while
Just excited I got invited, feeling cool in the crowd
Thinking such and such is bold, look at such and such's gold
Damn, such and such in real life, looks really fuckin' old
Such and such is fine, she's with such and such, oh
I'm here but I'm barely even watching the show
Cause tonight we toast to our accomplishments
Insecurity dressed up as confidence
I said tonight we toast to our accomplishments
Insecurity dressed up as confidence
An award is given out, commercial, re-set the scene
They keep saying, "Coming up soon is the Biebs."
Watch celebrities take selfies with celebrities
It feels so make believe
They want the gossip, they want the drama
They want Britney Spears to make out with Madonna
They want Kanye to rant and to go on longer, cause that equates to more dollars
They want talking topics, they want trending topics
They want outfits to be outlandish, they want sideways glances
Beef and problems, they want nipple slips
Cause they live for clips, this is economics
So we Botox our skin and we smile for the camera
Might as well get a new nose while we're at it
This is America insecurity's our fabric
And we wear it and we renamed it fashion
I look to my right, there's a cameraman snapping
Picture after picture after sister after sister
Of the line of Kardashians, mind so distracted
Realized there's an ovation and everyone's clapping
[Hook - Mike Slap:]
Last night the sky's turned purple and
Past lives in light tunnels
Light tunnels
So that's who we are
Just like the stars
Shine your light on
Shine your light on
[Verse 3 - Macklemore:]
It's just weird when the camera's on you
Gotta remember to still clap if I lose
I see myself up on the screen
Split into five different artists on TV
And just look normal, don't get turned into a meme
Relax, breathe
(And the award goes to: Macklemore and Ryan Lewis)
Me
There's a stranger holding my award
I give her an awkward hug she says "It's yours"
Think I'm supposed to kiss her on the cheek
Man, I should have prepared an acceptance speech
Do I talk first? Is it Ryan? Is it me?
Fuck it, I'll take the lead, grab the mic, say my piece
Do I look at camera one? Do I look at camera three?
I promise, I'm honored, I'd like to thank God, my mamma and father
I'd like to thank Tricia, the mother of my daughter
I couldn't have done it without you all in my corner
Especially the fans, been here since the beginning
Supported the music, allowed us to be independent
And I know, I shouldn't be long-winded
Wait, hold up, don't play the music, let me finish
This feels so narcissistic, dressed as a celebration to conceal it's a business
Me, me, me, my, my image, my, my songs, my self interest
One big reality show that is scripted
And I can keep trying or get off the competition
I'd rather run out of my fifteen minutes
Than have life past me by and I forget to live it
But that doesn't mean retirement
But I don't like who I am in this environment
I forgot what this art's for
I didn't get through Freshman year to drop out as a Sophomore
Here I am in this arena, yeah, I'm scared
I got the people's attention, don't wanna lose it here
Thinking about my career, miserable here
But wanna make sure I'm invited next year
To the same damn party, celebrities and isle
Same blank stares, same fake smiles
Same big budget production
I know now who I am when the lights go out and it falls down
And the curtain closes, nobody notices
Wanted to throw up the Roc, wanted to be Hova
Wanted to be Wayne with the accent from the NOLA
Thought I'd feel better when the award show was over
[Macklemore:]
But I guess I showed up late
Almost got cut off when they closed the gate
Just in time, what will I say?
Time to explain this unruly mess I've made
Ay, I guess I showed up late
Almost got cut off when they closed the gate
Just in time, what will I say?
Time to explain this unruly mess I've made
Downtown lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Eric Nally, Melle Mel, Kool Moe Dee, Grandmaster Caz)
I went to the moped store, said, "Fuck it."
Salesman's like "What up, what's your budget?"
And I'm like "Honestly, I don't know nothing about mopeds."
He said "I got the one for you, follow me."
Oh it's too real
Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield
Banana seat, a canopy on two wheels
Eight hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal
I'm headed downtown, cruising through the alley
Tip-toeing in the street like Dally
Pulled up, moped to the valley
Whitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaise
Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels
Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank
And a bad little mama with her ass in my face
I'mma lick that, stick that, break her off (Kit-Kat)
Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband
Dope
Killing the game 'bout to catch a body
Passed the Harley, Dukie own a Ducati
Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman
God damn man, everybody got Bugattis
But I'mma keep it hella 1987
Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki
I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabi
[Clean version:] I'm so low that my cajones almost dragging on the concrete
[Explicit version:] I'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging on the concrete
My seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleather
But girl, we could still ride together
You don't need an Uber, you don't need a cab
Fuck a bus pass, you got a moped man
She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair
Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere
Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air
Stop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player
Downtown, downtown (downtown)
Downtown, downtown (downtown)
She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that could keep us safe
(downtown)
Have you ever felt the warm embrace
(downtown)
Of the leather seat between your legs
(hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(downtown)
You don't want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
(downtown)
What you see is what you get girl
Don't ever forget girl
Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
Downtown
Dope
Cut the bullshit
Get off my mullet
Stone washed, so raw
Moped like a bullet
(peeyow!)
It can't catch me
A po-po can't reprimand me
I'm in a B-Boy stance, I'm not dancing
I got your girl on the back going tandem
Because I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slick
Whole downtown yelling out, "Who that is?"
It's me, the M the A-C the K
Stunting like a French pimp from back in the day
I take her to Pend Oreille and I watch her skate
I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free
I'm perusing down fourth and they watching me
I do a handstand, an eagle lands on my seat
Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't free
Now do you or do you not wanna ride with me
I got one girl, I got two wheels
She a big girl but ain't a big deal
I like a big girl, I like 'em sassy
Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet
Running around the whole town
Neighbors yelling at me like, "You need to slow down."
Going thirty-eight, Dan, chill the fuck out
Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell down
If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to you
Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view
There's layers to this shit player, Tiramisu, Tiramisu
Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit
Downtown, downtown (downtown)
Downtown, downtown
She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that could keep us safe
(downtown)
Have you ever felt the warm embrace
(downtown)
Of the leather seat between your legs
(hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(downtown)
You don't want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
(downtown)
What you see is what you get girl
Don't ever forget girl
Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
Downtown
You don't want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
(downtown)
What you see is what you get girl
Don't ever forget girl
Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
(downtown)
Salesman's like "What up, what's your budget?"
And I'm like "Honestly, I don't know nothing about mopeds."
He said "I got the one for you, follow me."
Oh it's too real
Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield
Banana seat, a canopy on two wheels
Eight hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal
I'm headed downtown, cruising through the alley
Tip-toeing in the street like Dally
Pulled up, moped to the valley
Whitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaise
Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels
Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank
And a bad little mama with her ass in my face
I'mma lick that, stick that, break her off (Kit-Kat)
Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband
Dope
Killing the game 'bout to catch a body
Passed the Harley, Dukie own a Ducati
Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman
God damn man, everybody got Bugattis
But I'mma keep it hella 1987
Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki
I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabi
[Clean version:] I'm so low that my cajones almost dragging on the concrete
[Explicit version:] I'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging on the concrete
My seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleather
But girl, we could still ride together
You don't need an Uber, you don't need a cab
Fuck a bus pass, you got a moped man
She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair
Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere
Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air
Stop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player
Downtown, downtown (downtown)
Downtown, downtown (downtown)
She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that could keep us safe
(downtown)
Have you ever felt the warm embrace
(downtown)
Of the leather seat between your legs
(hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(downtown)
You don't want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
(downtown)
What you see is what you get girl
Don't ever forget girl
Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
Downtown
Dope
Cut the bullshit
Get off my mullet
Stone washed, so raw
Moped like a bullet
(peeyow!)
It can't catch me
A po-po can't reprimand me
I'm in a B-Boy stance, I'm not dancing
I got your girl on the back going tandem
Because I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slick
Whole downtown yelling out, "Who that is?"
It's me, the M the A-C the K
Stunting like a French pimp from back in the day
I take her to Pend Oreille and I watch her skate
I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free
I'm perusing down fourth and they watching me
I do a handstand, an eagle lands on my seat
Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't free
Now do you or do you not wanna ride with me
I got one girl, I got two wheels
She a big girl but ain't a big deal
I like a big girl, I like 'em sassy
Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet
Running around the whole town
Neighbors yelling at me like, "You need to slow down."
Going thirty-eight, Dan, chill the fuck out
Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell down
If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to you
Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view
There's layers to this shit player, Tiramisu, Tiramisu
Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit
Downtown, downtown (downtown)
Downtown, downtown
She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that could keep us safe
(downtown)
Have you ever felt the warm embrace
(downtown)
Of the leather seat between your legs
(hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
(downtown)
You don't want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
(downtown)
What you see is what you get girl
Don't ever forget girl
Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
Downtown
You don't want no beef, boy
Know I run the streets, boy
Better follow me towards
(downtown)
What you see is what you get girl
Don't ever forget girl
Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
(downtown)
Brad Pitt's Cousin lyrics - Macklemore (feat. XP)
[Verse 1 - Macklemore:]
Slick shit man, that's all we do
Hold up, little homie, let me talk my truth
Made an Instagram for my cat
And my cat doesn't even rap
And got more followers than you
Hold up, let me get my cat a bar
She's filthy, hey Cairo come here baby
(Meow) Now my cat's more famous than you ever will be
I been hustling, you can't tell me nothing
I'm Brad Pitt's ugly cousin
But when you're drunk at the wedding, still gon' fuck him
[Hook - Xperience:]
When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Like you don't know what's up
Bradley, he's cuzo
[Post-Hook - Xperience:]
All my Angelinas, if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas, if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas, if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas, if you got it let me see it
[Verse 2 - Macklemore:]
You're embarrassed huh?
I'm in Paris, bruh
You brought your whole crew
I'm with my parents, bruh
Every white dude in America went to the barber shop
"Give me the Macklemore haircut"
Australia, they heard of me
Germany, they heard of me
Japan, they heard of me
It's a murder scene, you gon' learn some things
My dick named Ron Burgundy
I'm bad news with a pan flute
In a plaid suit, no can do
No, uh uh, I don't work for free
I used to smoke that purple weed
Sip a bunch of purple drink
That shit did not work for me
And now I just sip herbal tea
I'm posted at the swapmeet in a robe eating Church's wings
So cold, so cold, no emergen-C
[Hook - Xperience:]
When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Like you don't know what's up
Brad, Brad, Pitt
[Post-Hook - Xperience:]
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it
[Verse 3 - Macklemore:]
Did it by myself, not a little bit of help
Nobody, nobody did nothing, I knelt
On my knees, said "God, please give me a deal"
And God texted me back
"Don't be dumb, young man, gotta do it yourself"
It's up to you to turn the pen into a machete
And make sure that every beat that you meet gets killed
I treat the beat just like a pussy
And I eat it up and beat it up and leave it fucked
So you cannot compete with us
I'm weaving in and out of traffic
In the Cadillac, oh wait, is that us on the radio?
Wait, is that us on the radio?
It's what I always dreamed of
Back when I had peach fuzz
Shoutout to the homie D
Who's D? Deez nuts
I'm eating chicken wings and onions rings
If you're wondering, yes, I does my thing
And another thing, no puppet strings
On the company, we sucker free
I ain't trippin' on what the public think
Ten thousand, we hustling
This shit didn't happen overnight
This shit didn't happen suddenly
[Hook - Xperience:]
When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Like you don't know what's up
Brad, Brad, Pitt
Slick shit man, that's all we do
Hold up, little homie, let me talk my truth
Made an Instagram for my cat
And my cat doesn't even rap
And got more followers than you
Hold up, let me get my cat a bar
She's filthy, hey Cairo come here baby
(Meow) Now my cat's more famous than you ever will be
I been hustling, you can't tell me nothing
I'm Brad Pitt's ugly cousin
But when you're drunk at the wedding, still gon' fuck him
[Hook - Xperience:]
When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Like you don't know what's up
Bradley, he's cuzo
[Post-Hook - Xperience:]
All my Angelinas, if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas, if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas, if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas, if you got it let me see it
[Verse 2 - Macklemore:]
You're embarrassed huh?
I'm in Paris, bruh
You brought your whole crew
I'm with my parents, bruh
Every white dude in America went to the barber shop
"Give me the Macklemore haircut"
Australia, they heard of me
Germany, they heard of me
Japan, they heard of me
It's a murder scene, you gon' learn some things
My dick named Ron Burgundy
I'm bad news with a pan flute
In a plaid suit, no can do
No, uh uh, I don't work for free
I used to smoke that purple weed
Sip a bunch of purple drink
That shit did not work for me
And now I just sip herbal tea
I'm posted at the swapmeet in a robe eating Church's wings
So cold, so cold, no emergen-C
[Hook - Xperience:]
When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Like you don't know what's up
Brad, Brad, Pitt
[Post-Hook - Xperience:]
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it
[Verse 3 - Macklemore:]
Did it by myself, not a little bit of help
Nobody, nobody did nothing, I knelt
On my knees, said "God, please give me a deal"
And God texted me back
"Don't be dumb, young man, gotta do it yourself"
It's up to you to turn the pen into a machete
And make sure that every beat that you meet gets killed
I treat the beat just like a pussy
And I eat it up and beat it up and leave it fucked
So you cannot compete with us
I'm weaving in and out of traffic
In the Cadillac, oh wait, is that us on the radio?
Wait, is that us on the radio?
It's what I always dreamed of
Back when I had peach fuzz
Shoutout to the homie D
Who's D? Deez nuts
I'm eating chicken wings and onions rings
If you're wondering, yes, I does my thing
And another thing, no puppet strings
On the company, we sucker free
I ain't trippin' on what the public think
Ten thousand, we hustling
This shit didn't happen overnight
This shit didn't happen suddenly
[Hook - Xperience:]
When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Like you don't know what's up
Brad, Brad, Pitt
Buckshot lyrics - Macklemore (feat. KRS-One & DJ Premier)
[Verse 1: Macklemore]
I used to work at Subway
Seven bucks an hour wasn’t much money
But I be rapping and kicking it on my lunch break
Like “I'mma make it out this motherfucker one day”
I was in the back, back seat of the bus before a bluetooth
Got the boombox and a blunt, bootlegger deuce-deuce
H on my crew, we get drunk, a little coo-coo
Type of dudes who square up and knock a tooth loose
Quick to the basement, the, the, the basement
That is the window I’m planning to vacate with
Pops put on bars just in case somebody breaks in
That’s not gonna stop me from getting to the pavement
Shh, meeting Jerome at the bus stop
I got the bigger roll, paranoid buck cops
And all my city’s known for grunge, flannel, puck rock
And a bunch of Sub Pop, I was on that Buckshot
[Hook: (Macklemore)]
Window to window and wall to wall
Can of Krylon, we out to bomb
(Buckshot)
Four in the morning I'm with the squad
There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go
Window to window and wall to wall
Can of Krylon, we out to bomb
Four in the morning I'm with the squad
There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go
[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Just copped that new Boot Camp tape
The neighbors keep complaining ‘bout too much bass
Bang, bang, let me do my thing
Give me two cans and you gon’ know my name
You don’t want to get involved
You know I be on these overpasses burning bridges, dog
You know I be dippin' through these alleys tryna diss the law
Sixteen with Adidas on
I’m too speedy for police I’m chiefin' through these streets, I’m gone
I got game, don’t need to talk anymore
Boppity-bo, tippity-toppity, I pop me some more
I was underground where he came from and he pop out a hole
Cracked the top back on the flat black aerosol
I woke up in the morning and I had a vision
These suit and ties got the nerve to call it vandalism
They hella mad, say my art is really bad for business
But I'mma paint a better world until the cans are empty
Now let it drip, let it drip
If they catch me doing dirt I’ll plead the fifth
I pop a top, I brought my Glock
Speakers bumpin’, I was on that Buckshot
[Hook: (Macklemore)]
Window to window and wall to wall
Can of Krylon, we out to bomb
(Buckshot)
Four in the morning I'm with the squad
There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go
[Refrain: Samples (KRS-One)]
Chill-chill-chilin' with the crew
Just writing my name in graffiti on the wall
Who-who-who is he?
(Yeah, knowledge reigns supreme)
Got the world following the...
[Verse 3: KRS-ONE]
Turn up the CD or turn up the TV
Turn up your T-A-P-E, turn your phone up, crank up the PC
See, my boys are really PC if you’re talking graffiti
See, we call it aerosol art when we splatter the city
I got twenty five cans in my napsack
Crossing out the whick-whack
TIOS’s ain’t even get that
Fat tips and black books, yo, we rep that
149th street bench is where we slept at
Clep-clap, clep-clap, clep-clap, clep-clap
Those are not my words, the spray can said that
Where them reds at, or them green turquoise?
Where my real graf writers? Make some noise
[Outro: Samples (KRS-One)]
Chill-chill-chilin' with the crew
Just writing my name in graffiti on the wall
Who-who-who is he?
(Macklemore)
Got the world following the...
(Buckshot, shot, shot, shot)
I used to work at Subway
Seven bucks an hour wasn’t much money
But I be rapping and kicking it on my lunch break
Like “I'mma make it out this motherfucker one day”
I was in the back, back seat of the bus before a bluetooth
Got the boombox and a blunt, bootlegger deuce-deuce
H on my crew, we get drunk, a little coo-coo
Type of dudes who square up and knock a tooth loose
Quick to the basement, the, the, the basement
That is the window I’m planning to vacate with
Pops put on bars just in case somebody breaks in
That’s not gonna stop me from getting to the pavement
Shh, meeting Jerome at the bus stop
I got the bigger roll, paranoid buck cops
And all my city’s known for grunge, flannel, puck rock
And a bunch of Sub Pop, I was on that Buckshot
[Hook: (Macklemore)]
Window to window and wall to wall
Can of Krylon, we out to bomb
(Buckshot)
Four in the morning I'm with the squad
There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go
Window to window and wall to wall
Can of Krylon, we out to bomb
Four in the morning I'm with the squad
There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go
[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Just copped that new Boot Camp tape
The neighbors keep complaining ‘bout too much bass
Bang, bang, let me do my thing
Give me two cans and you gon’ know my name
You don’t want to get involved
You know I be on these overpasses burning bridges, dog
You know I be dippin' through these alleys tryna diss the law
Sixteen with Adidas on
I’m too speedy for police I’m chiefin' through these streets, I’m gone
I got game, don’t need to talk anymore
Boppity-bo, tippity-toppity, I pop me some more
I was underground where he came from and he pop out a hole
Cracked the top back on the flat black aerosol
I woke up in the morning and I had a vision
These suit and ties got the nerve to call it vandalism
They hella mad, say my art is really bad for business
But I'mma paint a better world until the cans are empty
Now let it drip, let it drip
If they catch me doing dirt I’ll plead the fifth
I pop a top, I brought my Glock
Speakers bumpin’, I was on that Buckshot
[Hook: (Macklemore)]
Window to window and wall to wall
Can of Krylon, we out to bomb
(Buckshot)
Four in the morning I'm with the squad
There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go
[Refrain: Samples (KRS-One)]
Chill-chill-chilin' with the crew
Just writing my name in graffiti on the wall
Who-who-who is he?
(Yeah, knowledge reigns supreme)
Got the world following the...
[Verse 3: KRS-ONE]
Turn up the CD or turn up the TV
Turn up your T-A-P-E, turn your phone up, crank up the PC
See, my boys are really PC if you’re talking graffiti
See, we call it aerosol art when we splatter the city
I got twenty five cans in my napsack
Crossing out the whick-whack
TIOS’s ain’t even get that
Fat tips and black books, yo, we rep that
149th street bench is where we slept at
Clep-clap, clep-clap, clep-clap, clep-clap
Those are not my words, the spray can said that
Where them reds at, or them green turquoise?
Where my real graf writers? Make some noise
[Outro: Samples (KRS-One)]
Chill-chill-chilin' with the crew
Just writing my name in graffiti on the wall
Who-who-who is he?
(Macklemore)
Got the world following the...
(Buckshot, shot, shot, shot)
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