Album Cover People Under the Stairs

People Under the Stairs

Mac Miller

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Hey

Microphone testing, uh, testing

You playin′ politician, you Martin Sheen on The West WingGuessing the best thing for me to do is spit it

This shit is never a gimmick, you listen more than a minute

I been spittin' flows since the kid was six-years-old

And if you listen close, I do this like some mismatched clothes

It′s whatever, put it 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

Flowin′ like me, no one, and that got you mad, bitch

Saw your boys are nothin' but just a-verage

I ain′t tellin' nobody how they should live they life

I got my own shit to deal with, so that just isn′t right

I'm just tryna leave the crib, go out and live tonight

Shit, fuck that, I′m locked in the lab, workin'

Droppin' a track, beats get bodied and bagged, certain

See the world through first, second, and third-person

Omniscient, listenin′ so efficient

Trapped in my own goal line, ready to go the distance

Consider it a privilege that you get to witness

History in the makin′, you fuckin' bitches

Haha, just playin′ witcha'll

Still in line waitin′ for my name to get called, yuh