[Intro Mac Miller Skyzoo] Yo, P.A. to B.K Skyzoo, Easy Mac, Pittsburgh to NYC I love money, I love money Yeah [?] you take a buck from me, you Doug Funnie Yall know what it is I said I love money, I love money Listen, check it, onetwo You take a buck from me, better duck, dummy Yo What up, Mac? [Verse 1 Mac Miller] With my man Skyzoo Yo, its the class clown of his high school Drown you in typhoons, hittin you with rhyme too Whats good? These haters keep they eyes glued, pound if you my dude Yo, what up? We stay high like Einsteins IQ And yall mafuckers know where Im comin from Chewin cats up, like a lil piece of bubblegum Bubblegum Tryin double sums, hustle, wanna let my money run I aint even battlin dude, Im having fun with im Haha Jokes make him feel wrong in his own skin Sippin gin from a bin thats makin my dome spin Dome spin And you the type to try and take from your own kin Feel it close on your toes, hangin by clothes pins Im spittin blades, Goddamn it, my tooth hurts A mouth filled with a bunch of cancerous tumors Yup, musics my baby, I aint gon lose her So I stay with a radio, like Cuba Gooding Junior You know [Scratches] Who you think could body me lyrically? In the middle of Alaska Ill write a heater My worst verse hot as your best rhyme, damn The pen game insane Who you think could body me lyrically? In the middle of Alaska Ill write a heater My worst verse hot as your best rhyme, damn The pen game insane [Verse 2 Skyzoo] Im one drink away from everything you meant to say Like I think he on the rise to what the kings made And in the blink of an eye Im on the kings page But no album, this is all off of the mixtapes, and In a different lane, no signs of road rage Cause aint nobody over here to rage wit, theres no gains No sleep, no retreat, no surrender No apologies from me, Im the penner of the penners I mean what I speak, so if I givin you a sentence Then it bes what it bes, nothing hid on the agenda You leave it up to me, and you can divy up your team Put your pride in the air and Im dismembering your members The heart of the city, the startin point guard That can play up to the fall, so the parts is all gone No room on the bench and I got a no trade clause So Im here, long haul, no switchin [Scratches] Who you think could body me lyrically? In the middle of Alaska Ill write a heater My worst verse hot as your best rhyme, damn The pen game insane Who you think could body me lyrically? In the middle of Alaska Ill write a heater My worst verse hot as your best rhyme, damn The pen game insane [Verse 3 Mac Miller] Yo, look, yo I rip mics to pieces, cook em or eat em raw Raw Was bustin freestyles before I could read at all Haha MCs just call me the monster in their mind Thatll haunt em all the time and they thought that if they rhyme They could make the situation lil different then the present What? See, I fucked this track, worried that I got it pregnant Im haulin ass, yall is whack, taking out the garbage, trash Duckin from these sharks and crabs, givin MCs heart attacks Its your boy Mac, damn, Im great And you gets no love like a man with AIDS I fill you dancin gays with some hand grenades Drop bombs, remove your hands and legs And I pray dear Lord please give me the strength Not put these little snakes in the tank til they faint Suffocating, now you choke, you a broke MC And there aint nothing left to do but just smoke up your weed like... [Scratches] Who you think could body me lyrically? In the middle of Alaska Ill write a heater My worst verse hot as your best rhyme, damn The pen game insane Who you think could body me lyrically? In the middle of Alaska Ill write a heater My worst verse hot as your best rhyme, damn The pen game insane
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