Mac Miller Ft Talib Kweli Family First

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Mac Miller Ft Talib Kweli Family First Lyrics

Wake up, go to work, come home, its not working
We've been living our whole lives on a system that is broken
Your words, I hear them, they’re sharp can't get near them
We've got one last chance, one more time to make this happen

We've got one time, time to get this right
Two time and you know its not my style
Three's company, just you and me we need to figure this one out
Four letter words are all you said
Five minutes later we're in bed
Can't count on you to love me, but I can count the days that you've been gone.

Wake up, I come home, I realize that its not working
You're gone, it echoes , I miss the noise of all our fighting
And you know that I don't mean a word I say
And I know that you don't wanna stay away
How long am I gonna be counting the days you're gone?
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We've got one time, time to get this right
Two time and you know its not my style
Three's company, just you and me we need to figure this one out
Four little words are all you said
Five minutes later we're in bed
Can't count on you to love me, but I can count the days that you've been gone.

Ever since I saw you there was no one else, just you and me
(You were all that I could see)
But I got this problem, don't know how to say what I mean
What I mean

We've got one time, time to get this right
Two time and you know its not my style
Three's company, just you and me we need to figure this one out

We've got one time, time to get this right
Two time and you know its not my style
Three's company, just you and me we need to figure this one out
Four little words are all you said
Five minutes later we're in bed
Can't count on you to love me, but I can count the days that you've been gone.
Can count the days that you've been gone

Wake up, go to work, come home, its not working
We've been living our whole lives on a system tha

Mac Miller - People Under The Stairs

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Mac Miller - People Under The Stairs Lyrics

hey, microphone testing, testing you playing politician
you more she on the west wing
guessing the best thing for me to do is spit it
this shit is never a gimmick you listen more than a minute
i'll be spitting flows since …6 years old
if you listen close … mismatch closes with ever put it together
you never could be this clever, i'm rocking the mike forever
you gonna stop me never, i'm cocky because i love that you rocking without the punches
hockey without the ice, and boxes without the lunches
flowing like me knowing that i got you mad bitch
slow your voice is nothing but your … bitch
i ain't telling nobody how they should live their live
i got my own shit to deal with so that just isn't right
i'm just trying to leave the crib … live … fuck that
i'm locked in the lab working,
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trapping the …beats…get body them bags certain
see the world through for a second in 3rd person
i'm … listening is so efficient, trapped in my own go round
ready to go the distance
consider it a privilege, that you get to win this
history in the makin, you fucking bitches, just playing with yo
still in line waiting for my name to get called, yo.

Mac Miller - Piffsburgh

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Mac Miller - Piffsburgh Lyrics

i wanna get blinded, my brother!
tic-tac mother fuckers!
greetings!
i wanna get blinded my brother!

chorus:
some days i’ve been feeling like cut in the shit…
.. looking out nice, they fear us, they fear us!
and i swear i’m a beautiful fucking..
as long as i could stay off my mind,
i could stay on my ground.
always know where my home is,
i’ve got a piffsburgh state of mind!
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hey yo i’m coming to, coming to, coming to, coming around…
running, running around…
me and a thousand of my friends,
getting lifted, are days confusing,
controlling this dick shift,
i’ve been working all day,
..is my six shift.
i’m dealing with different situations
getting a bit of congratulations,
sick with the rhymes, splitting your minds,
feeling the good vibrations!
excitement, is in the different places i’m invited
while you’re writing.
is in the people’s …their calling you tyson.
the nicest you’ve seen around ,
believe it, the people don’t leave no mail!
they’re showing me love, ..
that’s what i see …
shawty be letting me into her house,
picking her up and kicking her down …
somewhere in piffsburgh,
kicking the dirt and watching the still earth!
put you back she put you…
we got some real…
i don’t feel hurt, cause i’m just on to the next,
don’t get your…
chorus:
some days i’ve been feeling like cut in the shit…
.. looking out nice, they fear us, they fear us!
and i swear i’m a beautiful fucking..
as long as i could stay off my mind,
i could stay on my ground.
always know where my home is,
i’ve got a piffsburgh state of mind!

hey, a different city every day,
this ain’t none, you know!
house from the bungalows,
who wanna drop and ouch their toes?
looking for some money,
we ain’t gonna give her nothing,
no, it’s big piping over here,
where the fuck you go?
i’ll be fooling around,
chilling and passing the doobie around.
i’m out on the road..
everyone know i’m a…
..i cover my dough,
making this money you are what you hold.
getting a couple of thousand it shows,
so you’re still doped and act like you know!
never heard of a rapper before
rappers… they’re carving like oh!
then they .. on the road,…
told you that no one can split it like i,
i’m getting money you sit in this…
and never they’re sick of my rhyme, …
maybe i’mma slow it down,
this shit blowing your mind!
i gotta…
you better stop, rolling up the most…
i’m so high!
not even close to down!

chorus:
some days i’ve been feeling like cut in the shit…
.. looking out nice, they fear us, they fear us!
and i swear i’m a beautiful fucking..
as long as i could stay off my mind,
i could stay on my ground.
always know where my home is,
i’ve got a piffsburgh state of mind!

Mac Miller - Love Lost

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Mac Miller - Love Lost Lyrics

our love was lost
now we found
our love was lost

our love was lost
now we found
… heart …
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come on back
i am fucking workaholic
with a passion in my …
try to do it right
tryin to please karma
all i know .. i have been waiting
for you to come home ..
you said you think you love me
you need to let me know
cause i have been fucking all these hoes
…
our love was lost
now we found
our love was lost

our love was lost
now we found
… heart …

Mac Miller Talk About

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Mac Miller Talk About Lyrics

[Hook:]

what type of music should i make? it generates love and it generates hate
what kind of topics should i stress? i can talk about the money and the girls and the sex.
talk about life or talk about death. living care free or i can talk about stress
what kind of picture should i paint? what kind of music should i make?

[Verse I: Mac Miller]

so many things to say not a lot of times that i can say em’
i can talk about the fact that i’m a rapping caucasian.
talk about going to school and getting bad grades.
talk about breaking the rules and having bad days.
i could talk about girl problems.
i could talk about hoes from the ugly to the hot ones.
or i could talk abut this dream i have.
or i could talk about my homies when i seem em’ last.
say i’m the illest on the mic, how i kill it when i write.
or how the lights when they film it so bright.
i could talk about the fame and the hoes.
or all the name brands on my clothes.
talk about the highs, talk about the lows.
talk about the highs that you get when you smoke.
i talk about a lot of shit when i write.. because it’s part of my life.

what type of music should i make? it generates love and it generates hate
what kind of topics should i stress? i can talk about the money and the girls and the sex.
talk about life or talk about death. living care free or i can talk about stress
what kind of picture should i paint? what kind of music should i make?
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[Verse II: Mac Miller]

i could talk about the parties that i go to.
talk about how it’s so different from the old school.
i could talk about the pop and the whack rap.
or i could talk about some ounces in a backpack.
talk about a fitted, talk about a snap back.
something simple, or something real abstract.
about the war, talk about politics.
or i could talk about how full my louis wallet is.
i could talk about a few religions.
or how to turn a jew into a christian.
i could talk about the shit that make you cry.
or i could make it all up and just talk about lies.

what type of music should i make? it generates love and it generates hate
what kind of topics should i stress? i can talk about the money and the girls and the sex.
talk about life or talk about death. living care free or i can talk about stress
what kind of picture should i paint? what kind of music should i make?

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Mac Miller ft Wiz Khalifa - Keep Floatin’

Mac Miller - Keep Floating Lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa - Hook]
Got no problems, my weed lit, got nowhere to go
So we riding, we smoke til we can’t anymore
And keep floatin’

Pass it to your man, roll another one and (keep floatin’)
When it’s almost done, why don’t you go and break down enough for another one
And roll me some

[Mac Miller]
Hey, then you can pass that
The kid who rock a snap back
Steady blow this hash back until my thoughts are abstract
How we get by, thats how we living in this day and age
I bring colour to this World thats filled with shades of gray
Throwin this cake away to blaze and sip some Tanqueray
Remember spectating til they picked the kid to play the game
Now I’m an allstar, blasted out the ballpark
In my Lamborghini speeding, you a golf cart
California dream, Amsterdam reality
Life aint what it seems
These the thoughts weed pull outta me
Blow through a thousand trees
The whole entire crowd could see
Living in what seems to be fiction, I’m on a balcony
I light one up, this for those who ever doubted me
Than light another, this for those who hold it down for me
Passing around the weed, no problems at all
And you haters keep on hating, I aint talking to y’all

[Wiz Khalifa - Hook]

[Mac Miller - Verse 2]
And you can pass, we be floating along
So much smoke we got words high we wrote in the song
Girl I try to come to make you smile
I’m gone so will you wait a while
As soon as I come home we can smoke and then we stay a while
Some people hate my style
Some people love it though
And all these kids that wanna clone they aint coming close
Politicing joints we countin’ none of your votes
I’m getting everybody high so you can puff on ya roach
Shawty used to all these playa’s, tell her f-ck with a coach
I just want you to come over, roll me something to smoke
Hey my mind be cooking rhymes up
Living til my times up, hate me then they love me
Tell them try to make they minds up
?, ID was on the beat
It’s best to shout the people out that help you get your cheese
Smoking weed, we got no problems at all
All you haters keep on hating
I aint talking to y’all

[Hook]
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