Otherside lyrics - Macklemore

Oh girl, this boat is sinking

There's no sea left for me

And how the sky gets heavy

When you are underneath it!

Oh. I want to sail away from here.

And god. He came down down down down down down down down

And said (down down down down down down down down)

Nothing (down down down down down down down down)

He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on

He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?

That's the same stuff

Weezy's sippin' huh?

And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard

Yup yup five a bone

When he passed him that styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before

Finally got to see what all the hype was on

And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen to the system

Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass

Not the kind of hit from the kick drum

Hot box, let the bass bump

Take it to the face, gulp

Months later the use went up

Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff

But Goddamn he loved that feelin'

Purple rain coated in the throat

Just so healin'

Medicine alleviate the sickness

Liquid affix and it comes with a cost

Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'

Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him

Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows

Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it

Didn't even think he had a problem

Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous

Room spinnin', thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup

His eyelids closed shut

Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup

Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shook him but he never got up

He never got up, he never got up

We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us

It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us

Nah, it won't be us

Oh girl, this boat is sinking

There's no sea left for me

And how the sky gets heavy

When you are underneath it!

Oh. I want to sail away from here.

And god. He came down down down down down down down down

And said (down down down down down down down down)

Nothing (down down down down down down down down)

Now he just wanted to act like them

He just wanted to rap like him

Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids

Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds

The fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived

Surprise, you know the drill

Trapped in a box, declined record sales

Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells

So we try to sound like someone else

This is not Californication

There's no way to glorify this pavement

Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant

Despite how Lil Wayne lives

It's not conducive to being creative

And I know 'cause he's my favorite

And I know 'cause I was off that same mix

Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication

But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation

Months later I'm in the same place

No music made, feeling like a failure

And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement

I've seen my people's dreams die

I've seen what they can be denied

And "weeds not a drug" - that's denial

Groundhog Day life repeat each time

I've seen Oxycontin take three lives

I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes

I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside

Cheatin' and lyin'

Friendship cease, no peace in the mind

Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside

Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere

Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying

That rush, that drug, that dope

Those pills, that crumb, that roach

Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug

And growing up nobody ever does

Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become

Swore I was goin' to be someone

And growing up everyone always does

We sell our dreams and our potential

To escape through that buzz

Just keep me up, keep me up

Hollywood here we come

Oh girl this boat is sinking

There's no sea left for me

And how the sky gets heavy

When you are underneath it

Oh, I want to sail away from here

And god. He came down down down down down down down

And said

Nothing

Kings lyrics - Macklemore

[Hook:]

In the darkest of days

Men become kings and still die of old age

While the children become gods

At last the whole world begins to play

[Verse 1: Pearl Dragon]

My body is adorned with thorns

King with a crown of thorns

I wash my feet and kiss the ground I'm on

I wash my feet kiss the ground I'm on, I'm on

Jump niggas cause they thought I was a pawn

But knowin' I'm a king I'm about to get on

This the sirens for the quiet of the storm

Ring that alarm, R-r-ring that alarm

Yo her body was adorn adorned,

And I adored her, so much that I had to ignore her

Her body I explored it, like an explor-her

Her first name was Dora, her first name was Dora

I opened up the door and saw

My queen getting raw, getting raw

So like me beatin Resevoir Dog

Had to hit it raw, no not raw dog

I was a, hog, but I don't eat the pork

She was a swine, crippling' my time

On the cast of my pearl, yo she wasn't my girl

This wasn't reality, this wasn't my world

Like Jimi or Kurt before

King with a crown I shall be adored

Even if I have, always been ignored

I was not the norm I will not be ignored

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Thomas Gray]

Young world this the story of the kings

A nigga couldn't decide should I rap or should I sing

And since God blessed me with my wings

I'm like a lil' nappy-head Bill Russell with the rings, feel me?

Lately globetrottin' through a lotta traps

Friends become rats, I'm talkin Judas in expensive slacks

Fuck em, to tell the truth now I'm over that

Sucker 'I'll be suckers, it don't matter that you roll with pack

I steady grab my nuts and you can roll with that

Pardon my back, and the weight on my shoulders black

History's on my side, these niggas hard in they cars

But in the streets they can't look me in the eye

(Look me in the eye, look me in the eye)

(Champagne Champagne)

[Verse 3: Macklemore]

(Can I get em?)

Stand like a man, move like a legend

Talk but with action, that's how you'll be remembered

The greats learned that humility is a weapon

Sever ties with the part of you too big to learn a lesson

Sit in silence, to fight the mind and try to find the present

Cause we only get a couple chances to be epic

And I'm connected, like God plugged my headphones

Directly into heaven and told me to go and get em with this

Mic cord, I am, nothing you can tell me

They bark when they talk but they walk like the legless

The purpose of my art, is for people to respect me

I'm not a king I'm a servant to the desires that tempt me

Only way to escape the cage in a valley of roots

Be a mirror to the people when they're searchin for truth

Only way to escape the cage in a valley of roots

Claim the mirror, my people, keep searchin for you

[Hook]

Irish Celebration lyrics - Macklemore

I'm an Irishman

Leather weathered Irish skin

Beard orange as the sunset over the flag

In the night sky we fly it in

Pride for the life we fight to live

History, I write with it

Spit it with the dialect

And this is a celebration of course

The green, white, orange

And when they pulled up on that shore

First generation born

Toast to those that made it on a boat to New York

And when the English came the colonizer came

They filled up bottles of gasoline, turned 'em into balls of flame

And hurled 'em to protect what's ours

Don't touch these lucky charms

Whole bunch of Irish screaming "Fuck the London Guard"

I'm kidding not dissin' London, this bloody war

But go against the Irish and get a bloody jaw

Preaching nonviolence but reminds of the scars

And the bias, put a pint up everybody sing a song

We put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

We put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

From New England to New Brunswick

Galway to Dublin

A rebellious nation of freckled face hustlers

Heart, blue collared workers and family

My heritage, proud to be a Haggerty

Now with whiskey in our veins

Claiming were the bravest men

I drank Old Crow, but pretended it was Jameson

Dad sipped Guiness, I sipped Old English

'Til he sat me down at 16 and said "boy, this is what a beer is"

I put down the drink, couldn't drink like a gentleman

That doesn't mean I can't make a drinking song for the rest of 'em

Challenge us in football, yeah we might lose

But don't put us next to a bar stool

We take the history, script it in song

Light the torch then you pass it on

That's right I said, lineage through the rhythm we script it from the palm

And we give til' Ireland is on

Bottoms Up

We put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

We put our glass to the sky and lift up

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

So raise a pint for the people that aren't with us

And live tonight 'cause you can't take it with ya

The End lyrics - Macklemore

Came in together, but you held me

The process walking right through that door, at the entry

I can't seem to remember, the lights were so bright

And the discoball blurred in the turn of that night

But it was perfect I was told the tux was starched and all

Grabbed the glass of punch nervousness, structured by that wall

Arms folded, myself I didn't know yet

Until you came over, stood by me, you posted

You put your hand out like I was stranded

Tried to pull me on that dance floor

I stepped backwards

See I wasn't ready yet, but you were my medicine

Showed me that trust through that love that you held me with

Our backs against the wall as the DJ would spin

The soundtrack had changed as he played that mix

Our lives flashed in front of us, just a glimpse

We were together and experience this

You finally pulled me up, I didn't want to

But you filled me up, from the bottom of my heart

And as we walked through that gymnasium that I'd been watching

Feeling like my chest would explode from my heartbeat

To the middle of the floor I almost panicked

You put your hand out and I fearfully grabbed it

The most beautiful thing that I'd seen on this planet

She laughed 'cause you could tell that I didn't know how to dance yet

We started moving

And I, didn't know what I was doing

You whispered, "don't you love music

It's such a gift and I'll give it to ya

But you gotta use it"

I strayed

You brought me back in

Trying to sneak a flask outside of that gym

She said "You don't need that, look within"

She hugged me, looked into my eyes, she gave me a kiss

And she said "I can't help you, if you don't let me

You're here to live just be, don't forget me

The end of this dance you don't want to regret me, live

'Cause tonight you'll all be set free"

Last dance the Dj yelled

Looked into her eyes and I could see myself

Slow motion, frozen, toast of this moment

Like there is no morning, like there is no morning

No emotions, you on my shoulder

Me lead and you follow

As we circle the floor like the globe

Through this infinite mass

Makes us seem so small

With you in my hand like the skyline holds the stars

Not letting go, but I can't hold on

Fading through my fingertips, watching us fall

I try to catch you with my arms

I would never take you for granted when I had you in my palms

To all I ever wanted, please play my song

And put the record to the needle, don't ever touch that off switch

You are perfect, forget that prom dress

My God, seconds away from God yes

Somebody turned the heat on in this party

Or we're becoming one because I'm melting into your body

One being, heartbeating, universe falling

The ground split right between us and that concrete

Separated my love, I could hear her calling

Separated, but I could hear her calling

Goodbye forever, never see you again

Winterball 2012, The End

mixtape: "The Unplanned Mixtape" (2009)

• The Town lyrics - Macklemore
• American lyrics - Macklemore
• NXNW Remix lyrics - Macklemore
• Fallin lyrics - Macklemore
• Church lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Geo)
• Letterhead Remix lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Illmaculate, Sapient)
• Keep Marchin lyrics - Macklemore
• And We Danced lyrics - Macklemore

The Town lyrics - Macklemore

"First memories of Seattle Hip Hop"

"I remember the Sit 'N Spin"

"Listening to Rap Attack, listening to Nasty Nes on Rap Attack"

"Silver Shadow D, B-Mello"

"That Do the Math, just hit me in my dome"

"The Poetry Experience, that's where I really started writing"

"... was RKCNDY"

"Many ciphers, many battles, many sidewalks"

"Held underground parties in Langston Hughes Township"

Now when I say 2-0, you say

Nah, you know the rest,

This is our scene

Our music, our movement, the history lives through us

I write to the beat and let life play the guitar strings

Despite the drama, there's respect and camaraderie

Every time one of my friends is mentioned in my philosophy

It's a rite of passage, I'm not trying to be corny

I got love for Sportn' Life, Alpha P, Massline, and Onry

Every time somebody steps out on the road

They bring a little Northwest soul with them, amen

Alright then, just so you know

I try to carry that everytime that I rock a show

So, turn my sound up

Ricochet off our mountain

It's Good Medicine that Chief Sealth would of been proud of

This is our city, town pride, heart, blood, sweat, tears, I-5, North, South side, vibe, live, ride down these city blocks

And never will be stopped

They tryin' to shut down the clubs that my city rocks

Now Mr. Mayor why would you enforce an ordinance?

Music it saves lives, these kids out here are supporting it

And through the art form we've learned the importance of community

Truth to the youth so they know what's up

Yup, and as a public school student

I learned from my teachers, but became through my music

Take that away, that's a vital

14 Fathoms Deep, Do the Math, Tribal

My greatest teachers: Beasope and Bida

Wordsayer was my mayor and things have changed

But I carry the torch and what I do with that flame

Is lit everytime that I step on the stage

The skyline is etched in my veins

You can never put that out, no matter how hard it rains

"Northwest, making you feel the vibe"

"Check how Seattle do"

"Coming to my side"

"I mean I like how y'all do (thank you) but we on to new—"

"Put it down for the town"

"With music"

"Making you feel the vibe"

"Check how Seattle do"

"Coming to my side"

"When my peeps know my crew bring the flame"

"Put it down for the town"

"Wearing that Seattle blue"

That's right, when you put on a show

And watch the people seat in between the creases and the doors

Hitting the melly or sneaking in 'cause they're broke

Now leaving in between sets because a needing to smoke

The reason being whatever

The scene from Beacon to Everett

Is in need of less ego when we kick it alright

I get on stage, style, share my whole life

Try to reach 'em at the bar where they're drinking Miller Lite

But the kids in the front, they bring out the passion, dude

Make noise throughout the show and not only when we ask 'em to

I watch the older cats jaded in the back

Hands clasped, forgot when they weren't too cool to be a fan, damn

Hatin' at the concert

You don't remember RKCNDY, watching Heiro, or vibing out to Alkaholiks

I know it's not the same, it never will be

But my, my, my, my city's filthy

And we've been truly dope since Supreme was up on Broadway in the dookie rope

Mean muggin' in Sir Mixalot's video

Back when Scene was rockin' house parties on the floor

JMG's, Sit N' Spin, and The Paradox

Back when Market introduced Geo to Sabz

So much has changed here, so much has not

I was just a kid hopin' I could earn my spot

Try to get some props

Meet a promoter who'll give me a shot

To let me get up on stage and get the crowd to rock

Read a page out my notebook

What I thought would be respected, they would connect with it

Now looking over the city's the only thing that keeps me calm

Scattered thoughts jotted down by this pen in my palm

It's like my city stands still, the world looks on

If I could only capture it's beauty and put it in a song

"Northwest, making you feel the vibe"

"Check how Seattle do"

"Coming to my side"

"I mean I like how y'all do (thank you) but we on to new—"

"Put it down for the town"

"With music"

"Making you feel the vibe"

"Check how Seattle do"

"Coming to my side"

"When my peeps know my crew bring the flame"

"Put it down for the town"

"Wearing that Seattle blue"

American lyrics - Macklemore

How y'all doing there, folks?

My name is Aberdeen Washington

And I'm a proud American and a terrorist fighter

That's right

Hey get me another beer bitch

Now when the day Bin Laden comes to town

I'm a drop a deuce wipe it up with his towel

Mow my lawn, sit on the couch, I'm a watch some football

I pray to the lord the Cowboys win

And beat the hell out of those damn Redskins

Call up the boys, get drunk as shit

Goddamn right, I'm American

That's right, I'm American

Got a picture of Reagan above my fire

Next to the deer I shot with my rifle

N.R.A.? Hell yeah, I support 'em

No pro-choice, no abortion

Mexicans? send 'em back over the border

Right on home to Samoa, wherever they come from

Taking our jobs, eating out hamburgers, taking our jobs

They're taking our jobs, I see 'em in the fields I'm taking their heads off

I hate my job and I hate my boss

But I love my country and I pray to God that the cowboys win

FUCK YEAH ROMO

That the Cowboys win

That's right, that's right, that's right, come on

Everybody just clap your hands

If you love our country, if you love our land

That's right

And if you're not clapping your hands

You're a terrorist and you eat sand, sandwiches

The day Bin Laden comes to town

I'm a drop a deuce wipe my poop with his towel

Mow my lawn, sit on the couch, and I'm a watch some football

And I pray to the lord the Cowboys win

And beat the hell out of those damn Redskins

Call up the boys, get drunk as shit

Goddamn right, I'm American

I'm Ameri-fuckin'-can

Now John McCain and Sarah Palin I know you lost out there and it was a tough one

But you're still two mavericks in my book, don't worry about it

Now listen Palin, I heard you like beer

Me too and I don't have a six pack, but I got a beer bong in my pants

What do you say we go get shitfaced in a helicopter and kill a moose

America, the chosen

Guns, explosions

McDonalds, bowling

You don't like it, we exploit ya

Pop a pill, get a boner

Hell Yeah Tony Romo

Man that guy's so damn cute I want to sack his boner and ride him brokeback all the way to Wyoming

... No homo... syke

Hey I said no homo

Hey... fuck terrorists

I don't mean like f-, I don't want to fuck a terrorist

Guys I'm kidding

I like Romo, I don't like Bromo

I said fuck terrorists not I want to fuck a terrorist

You wouldn't, if you caught Bin Laden you wouldn't give him one in the butt?

For America?

If ya said "no homo" right after ya did it?

It doesn't count if it's terrorists

Hey little Aberdeen, come in here

Yeah

Hey come sing the family national anthem, come on

USA, USA, USA, USA, USA, USA, USA, Hey, Hey

USA, USA, USA, USA, USA, USA, USA, Hey, Hey

That's right, I'm an American citizen

Aberdeen Washington, this is my country

And just because Barack Obama won the presidential election

Does not mean that half the country doesn't feel the same way I do

And I came to America

And I live in America

Come on

And I live in America

I do too, dad

Let me get 'em

And I live in America

And I live in Ameri...

Shut up, little Aberdeen shut the fuck up

My bad

Let me tell 'em

That's right

I'm American

NXNW Remix lyrics - Macklemore

[Verse 1: Geologic]

Now we live from the side of the last of the four corners

Just short of the northern international border

Was born a town upon the pond that all the people call The Sound

It's time to call 'em out, you standin' up or fallin' down?

Saba dug inside a crate and Jake responded, he was on it

We interpreted the sample canceled

The opportunist on the corner acting stupid

We plotting to take it back

The crying and dedication on Gentrification Ave.

No imitation of way back, preservationist rap

We honor the past maybe to move it toward the future

From fresh tracks to emerald street, it's foundation

And Mr. Anthony Grey paved the way and now we chase him

But they didn't have the patience to place it as a priority

Herbs and haters never have served the greater majority

Words will never capture the glory of our story

Performing but never forgetting who came before me

In the northwest, northwest, northwest, north west

[Verse 2]

I'm from the city where it rains at

Where we bring the pain at

Put you lame cats where the lames at

We fly, we fresh, we hood

And in the northwest, Seattle...

I'm good with that nonsense

See I'm on everything constant

So you better ask him who I'm is

The lost city is the last one standing

We came through the forks so the crown demanding

[Verse 3]

The town is enhancing at the current date and time

And in the state of refinement definitive when the climb [?]

When it's sink or swim

You want to test us? Better think again

Going hard 'til we reach the end

One day at a time I just move faster, I just move forward, I just move past ya

This is a new chapter from here on after

206 north by northwest we... [?]

[Verse 4: Thig Natural]

I'm from the city of rain and we came to spit flame

But come equipt with many mix that could solicit your dame

I'm kind of sick with it mane

I'm from the city where you probably find 'em twisted in chain

I keep it natural that's the name

I love my town so damn much I never change

But I will speak to you through rhythms and over melodies

Travel the Emerald City with visions that you'll never see

And clowns that front ain't worth my energy

So here's the remedy

Northwest, northwest, northwest, northwest

[Verse 5: Macklemore]

I was that kid on 23rd and Alder

With the ghetto blast that jacked and ran and told my mama

Came back, quarterback, playing Steve Largent

With lines and stay on your mind like Brian Bosworth

Aw heck no, this the best coast

Since Vida was ridin' rays on the metro

One radio station they're really not playing it

We need Cube like we need to build another stadium

From Chop to Showbox to the spots that we playin' at

We rock it like this rock, rock turn it hella quickly

There really isn't anything that you could tell my city

The crowds gonna be like "oh wow that was hella filthy" (That was hella filthy though)

I brought my showtoes with me long ass march, but the clientele's listening

Now while I'm at it I'll throw in a backpack

Put the northwest on the map, then go out and sell fifty

Anybody contest, North by Northwest

And it's still no rest 'cause we're not finished yet

We're broke, but not broken

Cold, but not frozen

Lost but not forgotten, we're kickin' the doors open

Anybody contest, North by Northwest

And it's still no rest 'cause we're not finished yet

We're broke, but not broken

Cold, but not frozen

Movin' in slow motion, it's that Northwest classic

Fallin lyrics - Macklemore

I swear I've been here before, there's a war in my heart,

Inside my chest is a thorn it's been torn from the start,

The picture painted is warped, the hearts aching and scarred,

Music's the band-aid I'm too afraid to take this shit off

Another drink at the bar but I'm not drunk enough,

Each shot burns less but the chest isn't numbin up,

A voice keeps talkin' in my head and I'm a fuck him up,

Fill the gun with lead and bust until the pump shuts him up,

Emos and rockers and rockers and emos another shot of some vodka to get myself up off of my ego,

There's a door to my conscious, I can't unlock it or see the peephole,

This angel held my baggage and then vanished like where did she go,

I was beside her but I was walking by myself though,

Break the silence with my cell phone it doesn't help though,

I can't believe this is happening, sinking into depression,

I've been here before and now I'm back again

I keep fallin, I keep fallin, I keep fallin, down the rain

Keeps pourin, keeps pourin, I don't know if I can get up today

Keep fallin, I keep fallin, fallin, down the rain

Keeps pourin, keeps pourin, I don't know if I can get up today

6am hung over leaving my booty call watch the sunrise

Head over I-5 headed North but there's no sign of sunshine,

Empty brandy bottles spilled on the forgotten memories

Know I gotta let it go I'm just to selfish to set it free

Like forced release, two hours later I just got up and bounced

If she could only see me now head lost swallowed and drowned

The path is up but I followed it down

A man gone and hollowed out because you opened it up,

You can't start over now

What's to keep going for? validated by drunken whores bloody knuckles so numb and sore from punching these rusty doors

Freeway signs underpasses man stranded dusty mattress

This world is bipolar, beautiful for some for others the fuckin' saddest...

So sick of lugging baggage

All I got is drugs and alcohol and these cuts of passion

Brain serenade razor blade punk madness

Pain is love plug the drain but the rain keeps crashing like

I keep fallin, I keep fallin, I keep fallin, down the rain

Keeps pourin, keeps pourin, I don't know if I can get up today

Keep fallin, I keep fallin, fallin, down the rain

Keeps pourin, keeps pourin, I don't know if I can get up today

Church lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Geo)

[Jim Valvano speech at the 1993 ESPY Awards:]

Time, time is very precious to me. I don't know how much I have left and I have some things I would like to say.

Hopefully at the end I'll have something that will be important to other people too.

[Geologic:]

Stand up, sit down, stand up again

Morse Code sent to God, are you listening?

He must have been too busy fixing other shit

No call, no response shows the opposite

We confess to the man who was faceless

I still do the same but to thousands of strangers

Went through some changes, some said I'm faithless

'Cause I replaced the altar with a basement

I often fought the explanation of where people go when their bodies let go of the soul

Does it just turn cold?

Or do we get judged and told where to go?

And if so, how the fuck would you know if nobody came back and said I'm telling you, bro?

I could never get past the shit that was spit out the pastor's lips

And the rapper's started making more sense

I guess that's the reason that some people cringe when they kids get a hold of my shit

If the grip of a God is insistent on not questioning if he truly exists

No wonder that I got caught up in the music it filled my spirit to the brim, amen

Motha fucker

[Macklemore:]

This is my offering card

The only thing I have to offer is bars

The only time I felt like I was talking to God

Was in my Walkman walking with Nas

Alright see I be going to Sunday school every week

In the back trying to read, but see that something was off

Maybe it was 'cause I was trying to huddle in the yard

Preacher didn't connect when he would mumble the Psalms

I was in my head and I was bustin' with Pac

Takin' off my wifebeater and getting drunk in the park

After that part, I found God, it wasn't Jesus

Some psilocybin and the ink released him

I began to hold communion every time my music came out the speakers I used it

And it fuled my movement I believed in, voice of reason, just me and my Adidas

And I could achieve it, I put my hand over my heart, pledge allegiance

I solemnly swear by the faith that raised my since Kool Herc dropped the needle

The South Bronx, that's hip-hop's Egypt

The word of our God is manipulated and twisted by the same system

That is infiltrated and falsely interpreted Jesus

One life, one love, one God, It's us, treated your neighbor how you would want to be treated

The universal laws of God, don't look too far it's right here, us human beings

The spirits right here and I don't have to see it

Now every time I want to connect with God I put my headphones on

Then I nod, grab my pen, my pad, let it seep in, in

And that's my process

And God's always watching

Got God in my Walkman

Go ahead and top that

Letterhead Remix lyrics - Macklemore (feat. Illmaculate, Sapient)

Yo

I've been obsessed with words ever since I was a little buck

Then I grew bigger and figured drawing pads weren't big enough

I wanted to use a wall, but in school was taught not to

And that graffiti was the root of all evil

It's just letters and making them unnatural shapes

So clean caps, surgical masks is actually sayin activate

To coat our empire

Liftin' mad cans of paint from Fred Meyers

Empty 'em out under bridges and walls of alleyways

Givin the graph task force a sour taste

The same flavor that makes haters salivate

It was my goal as a minor, caught a felony, so now what they

I don't struggle to prove nothing to you

I get a head full of letters,

I'm cuttin 'em loose, speakin the truth

Cousin, it ain't a gift, it's a habit

Whether good or bad, I won't regret it when I'm lookin back

Cause I'm a letterhead

I'm a letterhead

So don't sweat the technique

When I represent me

Get em

Lunch time, I was tryin to bring that realness back

Fuck the lunch line, cause I ain't have no sprill or sprash

I was on the way to Fred Meyers just to fill my bags

Steppin in the home improvement section with my sticky hands

That's why I got these baggy pants, to conceal the stash

But undercover security can't conceal his badge

I know every single camera that this building has

And I racked so many cans that I'm almost feeling bad

That's exactly what a bad look ain't

Cause it's quite good, like the backwood taste

And I never stole a Snickers but I have took paint

So hello my name is pickers in the black book, thanks

Shit, I'd be admired if I was trying harder

But I'm a riot starter, beef igniter

Just a street writer but I hope to die a martyr

Freedom fighter, woulda stolen pilot marker

Why you got all that spray paint on your finger tips?

Cause I'm a letterhead

I'm a letterhead

So don't sweat the technique

While I represent me

I was just a kid in Seattle doin kick flips in a flannel

With some fat cats, I wracked off midget enamels

In Cali, they rhyme chateaus with mellows

My posse was on Broadway, scribin on the Metros

Gettin pound by the bus driver

"Hell nah! "

I was a letterhead, my life was graffiti

Letters I lived, I put pride in that mean street

Adventures to your ribs, I'm not goin to the precinct

You can buff me, you can cuff me

You can't stop me

I'm young, cocky, gettin up with my sharpie

Michelangelo with the concrete

That little ball in the paint can was the metronome to my heart beat

I put my freedom on the line, for the letters on the walls

Shubu, patriot, flat black up in my palm

Cherry red in my blood, I bleed the ink through my arms

It's like America bombin buildings and not gettin caught

Nope I'm not gettin caught

Cause I'm a letterhead

Yes I am, I've been tellin you that

Don't sweat the technique, while I'm killing these beats

Bitch.