Suplexes Inside Of Complexes And Duplexes (ft. Jay Electronica) by Mac Miller
[Intro: Mac Miller]
Might as well
This is madness
This is an outrage
As a matter of fact, this is outrageous
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, young sire
Slap the fuck out John Cryer
Rough rider, rob inside...
Like I want kids
My head continues to be haunted
I burn a city down while I'm unconscious
Maybe gon', take some qualoods
Conversate with Jesus
Batting practice with the muthafuckers
Roast with Babe Ruth
Do as a saint do
Turn painful to graceful
Devil on my trails
I'm trying to find the Holy Grail
Right there
And if Mars is the farthest
That man has set his target
Then I don't why we even started
I'm sick of being too nice
To people who don't do shit but consume light
Told myself, fuck the world kid, just do what you like
Go and have a food fight
Start yourself a new life
You too bright to be inside a bunch'a mediocrity
But all those big words ain't gonna get you paid
And those abstract ideas for sure will get you laid
You got it made in that mad house
What the fuck you got to be sad 'bout?
Go ahead a rap now, do what you do best
I mean, that's what you do best
Matter fact motherfucker you suit vest
You need to buy a new dress
I heard you and your girl live in a duplex
I'mma put her ass in a suplex
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