Mac Miller

People Under The Stairs
Hey microphone testing Testing you playin' politician You martin sheen on the west wing Guessing the best thing for me to do is spit it This shit is never a gimmick you listen you listen more than a minute of it I've been spitting flows since a kid was 6 years old And if you listen close I'll do this like some mismatched clothes It's whatever put in together You never could be this clever, I'm rockin the mic forever You gonna stop me never I'm cocky because I love it, you Rocky without the punches Hockey without the ice and boxes without the lunches Flowing like me, no one and that got you mad bitch So your boys are nothing but just air, rich I ain't tellin nobody how they should live they life I got my own shit to deal with, so that just isnt right I'm just trying to leave the crib go out and live the night shit Fuck that, I'm locked in the lab working Dropping the track beats, get bodied and bags certain See the world through 1st 2nd and 3rd person, omniscient Istening so efficient Trapped in my own goal line ready to go the distance Consider it a privilege That what you get to witness History in the makin' You fuckin bitches, just playin' with ya Still in line waiting for my name to get called, ya Aus Songtexte Mania