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Clarity Mac Miller Lyrics

Mac Miller Clarity Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Figure all this out, I ain’t gonna take a charity
Marry me, wish everyone could shake and play the tambourine
Perfect, I know I love you I ain’t tryna let those words slip
Pure bliss, I know that we would stay together, we ain’t ?
Infatuation, when every single move you make is fascinatin’
Gravitatin’, towards anything that gives a sense of happiness
Activist, vove activeness
Sendin’ my love for girls who got some cuts at their wrists
Hope you found what you lookin’ for, I hope you found what you lookin’ for

[Hook]
You take away the pain and I thank you for that
If I ever get the chance, bet I’m paying you back
Ima be waitin’ for that (x2)

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Misery, you represent love, you the epitome
So wish for me, I’ll come out of nowhere, your epiphany
Disconnect, from everybody who don’t understand my vision yet
In a jet, is where my mind is so I light another cigarette
To calm me down, so calm me down
Everybody who can see me now is not around, choppa down
Busy today, but can you tell me how tomorrow sounds?
In between, purgatory ain’t as bad as it would seem to be
Live a dream, that’s so cliche but I can’t tell you what it means to me

[Hook]
You take away the pain and I thank you for that
If I ever get the chance, bet I’m paying you back
Ima be waitin’ for that (x2)

Mac Miller – Clarity Lyrics

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Mac Miller Fight The Feeling Lyrics

Mac Miller Fight The Feeling Lyrics

(Ft. Kendrick Lamar & Iman Omari)

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
So watch em do the macarena somewhere out in Pasadena
Love the drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space that you take up
Living, this time around I’m not kidding
I had an intuition about these women in suspicion
Got me looking at you different how a man in my position cant start slipping down these slopes
Cuz its all just
As a kid I didn’t learn that but
When you were young and you were just tryna live your life and have some fun
In the world when you have yet to see how evil its become
Its hard to have a dream when you’re deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I keep ’em in my lungs
I’m a Beatle to these young kids
Sometimes I be feeling like a needle to these young kids
You had the world you ’bout to leave it to these young kids
And we gon’ show you what the love is

[Chorus: Iman Omari]
Stay high, don’t fall what you know?
Let it become a ?
Don’t ever let it go
(it won’t stop)
You can’t fight the feeling, feeling
You can’t fight the feeling, no
(it won’t stop)
You can’t fight the feeling, feeling
You can’t fight the feeling, no

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
And I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me
So there ain’t too many times its me, myself and Irene
We stay smoking through the night
Wake up do some Tai Chi
Homie cant you see I’m chilling, please don’t fuck up my chi
Yeah my jacket Y3, recently been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfaction
Fell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Balling like I’m Jordan but I’m fresh as Mars blackmon
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
A price on an idea we never can agree
They tell you what you know but its better to believe
So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be
Still I tell em
Fuck what you know, I’m feeling comfortable
Just continue living life cuz enough of ’em don’t
You spend your days counting every single penny, mane
Start now cuz we coming for you anyways

[Chorus: Iman Omari]
Stay high, don’t fall what you know?
Let it become a ?
Don’t ever let it go
(it won’t stop cuz)
You can’t fight the feeling, feeling
You can’t fight the feeling, no
(I told you, it won’t stop cuz)
You can’t fight the feeling, feeling
You can’t fight the feeling, no

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Sometimes I wake up, up in the morning, make up
Wrap this much make up off my bitch soon as she yawning
Take up, hours upon days just to find power shit to say
But you won’t hear it, even if your ears was pierced with
Beats by Dre, I mean
The sun is slowly falling
We all surely should die eventually
So whats your calling?
Oh, you left your phone behind,
Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness
Jesus Christ is right near us and devil said you owe 10%
Sold your soul
I know sold your soul and get ?
My focus is ? that float in the open
Oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme
Or choking or soaking up game
I’m hoping you picked the second one
The emotion of jealousy that your holding
You’re telling me that your golden but really cubic zirconian
Let me see
I break you down like a pound of fire whenever your tactics are mighty clever
But even if you’re Mayweather you

[Chorus: Iman Omari]
You can’t fight the feeling, feeling
You can’t fight the feeling, no
(it won’t stop)
You can’t fight the feeling, feeling
You can’t fight the feeling, no

Mac Miller Fight The Feeling Lyrics

Mac Miller The Mourning After Lyrics

Mac Miller The Mourning After Lyrics

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Morning after, My lungs hurt
Eat your p-ssy just to show you how my tongue works
Its funny how we fuck but fell in love first
Been three years, I wish I finally trust her
She make me feel like how them drugs work
Itchin’ from my fixture when she go and love hurts
I just get a temper, I just need somebody I can vent to
Someone get me stoned, be my Emma
Left your lipstick on the glass of your daquairi
Ruby red usually end up tragically
Work of art, you can be my masterpiece
But you fast asleep

[Hook]
Something ’bout the pain
Makes me want more
Done a lotta drugs
Never felt like this before
I hope one day it all makes sense
It’ll all make sense
You can have it all
Tell me what you need
Believin’ all them silly things you read
I hope one day it all makes sense
One day it’ll all make sense

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Uhh now she wake up
Cryin’ while she puttin’ on her makeup
Trapped inside her love for me
And no escape for her
You wanna leave say the word
But she can’t
Lookin’ in my eyes
Is everything okay, she lies
Put on her disguise, play it safe
‘Cuz We’ve been fightin’ for the past three weeks
She keep this one inside, she don’t wanna seem weak
Strong, baby tell me what’s been goin’ on
I don’t wanna be so alone
So you gotta get me high again
I got all this money we could try to spend
Until we strung out like a violin
Come back to life, then we die again
Little angel, where’s your halo?
Somewhere above them wars

[Hook]
Something ’bout the pain
Makes me want more
Done a lotta drugs
Never felt like this before
I hope one day it all makes sense
It’ll all make sense
You can have it all
Tell me what you need
Believin’ all them silly things you read
I hope one day it all makes sense
One day it’ll all make sense

[Bridge]
You get me high girl, scared of overdose
I don’t sleep much, when I do I’m coolin’ my toes
May I propose a toast?
Someone usually does, to our fucked up love
You get me high girl, scared of overdose
I don’t sleep much, when I do I’m coolin my toes
Propose a toast
Someone usually does, to our fucked up love

[Hook]
Something ’bout the pain
Makes me want more
Done a lotta drugs
Never felt like this before
(inhale noise)
You can have it all, tell me what you need
Believin’ all them silly things you read

[Outro]
Don’t cry, it’ll all be over soon

Mac Miller The Mourning After Lyrics

Sunlight Mac Miller Lyrics

Mac Miller Sunlight Lyrics

Top of the morning to you
You know, its been so dark outside
That I figured I’d turn a couple motherf-ckin lights on real quick

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Ugh, I ain’t talkin ’bout nothin’ with a flow so disgutin’
Ashtray by me that I gotta dump my guts in
Need substance, feed it to the public
No one gon’ touch it like my poppy’s old musket
Roll up to the function, eatin’ all the Funyuns
Sentence keep runnin’, word the double E Cummings
People say to me that it doesn’t mean nothin’
Bumble bees buzzin’ cause the trouble needs lovin’
Wonder who really give a fuck what I have to say?
Those are people that which I dedicate this rap today
If I have to, I’mma crack your face
Monday to Saturday, I’m actin’ like a basket case
While Sunday I’m goin’ golfin’ with my Callaway’s
Or watchin’ football, word to Joey Galloway
Take a shower start singin’ like Al Green
From outside, it probably soundin’ like some loud screams
Always had child dreams and nightmares
My music like the airport I hop on a flight there
Wana go to Monaco to see what its like there
Roll up in a pair of Nike Airs, just like ‘Yeah’
Wassup, here I am, lookin’ in the mirror and
All I see is me, I’m in peace
Go rent out a penthouse, forget all my problems
The things I regret now, be gone by the mornin’
My life is startin’, I’m ready as I ever been
Pencilin’ my schedule that I gotta move on from mistakes
Number 1 albums, always givin’ you mixtapes
And that’s what Ima do until I’m richer than Bill Gates
It ain’t all about money for me though
I do this for the people who need a boost in their ego
Work a lot, I’m an addict not a fiend though
Get up, get out, and get somethin’, word to Cee Lo
Bottles of Cleco, a couple of Cristal
May head to L.A like I’m Chris Paul
Bout to go platinum off of missed calls
So all of y’all can lick balls

Yeuhhh
Just you know

[Hook: Iman Omari]
Run from the dark
Into the light
You know, you know you’re gona find your way out
Run from the dark
Into the light
Oh-woah, you know you’re gona find your way
That’s right, into the sunlight (x4)

Mac Miller Sunlight Lyrics

The Question Mac Miller Lyrics

Mac Miller The Question Lyrics

Sometimes I wonder who the f-ck I am
Yeah, want you to feel it
I want you all to feel it
So step up on the mic and uhh
Show them what you got tiger

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Sometimes I wonder who the f-ck I am
So I’ve been lookin’ in the mirror and it still don’t make no sense
I’m askin’ what am I supposed to do?
I’ve done so much in my short lifetime, but I haven’t done shit
I done flew around the whole world
First I shook a million hands and I took a million pictures
But I’m a hostage in my own world
And my thoughts my own enemy, got no time for these b!tches
I got too much on my damn mind
So if I add some more stress, I just don’t see how I’m a cope
I think they underestimate the grind
I do, bring this doe, and I’m only 20 years old
I wonder why I sip this devil juice
Cause it feel incredible, problems, I got several
Ain’t got that none of that medical
Ugh, I’ve been blessed with much to be expected

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I hope this feelin’ lasts for fuckin’ ever
I don’t want to come back down, let me stay above the ground
I hope I do what I was meant to do
Cause I’ve been searching for that answer, I just hope I get it now
Please, let me find euphoria
When you up above the clouds, like, who going to touch me now
And do we ever get to know the truth
Cause everyone seems to have it, but to me it seems they lackin’
Now I’m rolling and I’m sipping lean
Sometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture love
Drinking liquor and I’m smoking weed
And you don’t ever do too much if you could never do enough
Wonder why I scream and stare at you
I’ll be there to rescue you, problems you got several
Ain’t got that none of that medical
Ugh, I’ve been blessed with much to be expected

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Sittin’ in my Bentley, thinkin’ bout these hoes
All I do is kill them, I kill them like Nicole
Simpson, flag crimson, smoke them like Winstons
I just bought a new chopper, I treat it like an infant
I’m lightin’ up a stogie, It’s longer than a hoagie
Situation’s gettin’ fishy and I don’t eat anchovies
F-ck the world, Kill them all, she answer when I call
If the cops pull us over, she gon’ to hide it in her drawers
See I come from a place where stars never shine
And drama is accepted, credit cards are declined
Everybody gotta die, but I ain’t everybody
If that ho play with me, I whoop that chick like Terrence Howard
I’m a pimp, I ain’t lyin’, but that is not important
I’m just tryna to buy time, but can’t really afford it
Saying ain’t that a b!tch, but I hope that bitch is bad
I feel like money in the trash like

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

Mac Miller The Question Lyrics