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Mac Miller

Genres: Hip-Hop

New Faces Lyrics - Mac Miller

In '09, we were still on the bus, nigga 

Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush 

When it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me 

Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin' 

I ain't know we were on the cusp of the money 

Tryna get a few bucks under custody 

And my twin brothers was all Syd's brothers 

So my kin gully and my skin toughened 

And thick lens coverin' my eyes now 

They bright, nigga, I'm just high now 

And if this a different way to clear my mind out 

I need to find out, I'm doing fine now 

And I don't look as stupid when I talk now 

And everybody at the show look astounded 

And posted up drowsy 

In the cut so much that it's pus 'round me 

Catch him in the daytime or dusk hours 

Smokin' out the pound, [?] 

If your tux lousy then you can't sit with us, nah 

Can't call it harsh livin' when the margin 

Between you and all these fuck niggas 

Is about as large as it gets 

And you workin', givin' arm and a leg 

Say he workin' but he just talkin' cause he ain't workin' 

Like a long distance, bitch 

Who you know that's out that's harder than this? 

Chargin' niggas like a Tomlison win, nigga 

Slight frown on the brow on the brim, color brown 

Runnin' wild on the route that was picked 

When the clouds branch out 

I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin' again 

I've been drownin' with this shallow soul 

Shallow soul, shallow soul 

You are drinkin' from a shallow soul 

Shallow soul, shallow soul 

Drugs got me feelin' like Vigo Carpathian 

Just look at the state he's in 

The most critically acclaimed, slang contortionist 

That ain't suckin' corporate dick 

Said it with my balls in grip 

Other hand got a cork to hit 

All this Ralph be the sportsmanship 

Walked in and said I needed all the chips 

As well as the one on my shoulder 

Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor 

Cops still lockin' niggas up for quotas 

Brain still numb from the shit in the soda, soft 

A generation lost 

Facin' a [?], fakin' off 

Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought 

And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost 

You ain't Superman while that cape was off 

Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise 

Tryna see the bright side of life 

And a nigga just keep comin' back with a dark picture 

It's like hard liquor, and see people are books 

So you judge a mothafucka by the first page 

And a bitch by the back cover 

The [?] long-sleeved, so the tats covered 

Real ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on stage 

They said my shit was so insane 

It was like Cobain hit his last number 

Isn't he dizzy off the up's and down's 

Got a little Whitney, put it in a blunt for now 

She was supposed to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now? 

And I'm strung out on this dusty couch 

In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch slow down 

Stop runnin' your mouth 

You holdin' my money, just shut up and count 

My right nostril hasn't worked in a week 

Plus the plug got work, like he servin' for a sheep 

Me, I'm swervin' in the Jeep 

Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the street 

How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a baby up 

I get her faded, but her back in the labia 

All my life I've been afraid of powder 

All my life I've been afraid of power 

Where did all that go? 

The long decision always called my phone 

Last supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones 

I need somethin' stronger than a quarter zone 

That can save me from the war unknown 

Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh 

The devil on the other side of the glory hole 

Any time, any place, you could bet I'ma eat 

Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the road 

Look at all these new faces 

I see, I see, I see 

They're comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases 

Been a criminal before schedule digital 

Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue Asics 

Hate myself up to strangers 

But the raps are just way too flagrant, so 

Here I go 

Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Hail Mary 

I've never been religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all there 

It's not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my last breath 

I'ma take my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I came in 

Right by the pussy with nothin' on my mind 

You are standing in the shallow soul 

You are speaking with the shallow soul 

Shallow soul 

I've been drowning with this shallow soul 

Shallow soul, shallow soul 

You are drinking from a shallow soul 

Shallow soul, shallow soul 

 

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