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Thought I Was Gone, Hello Lyrics - Rage Pack - Machine Gun Kelly

Open my phone up, every day to 80 voice mails, from 80 different callers 

But to keep it 100, y'all really know Kells, nah 

Underestimated, but over stood, let's just hope I'm a knock, knock, on wood 

But either way I'm on another level thank the swisher 

Ladies love when I'm around say I look better than the pictures 

God damn right 

I coined embrace the expression that I am fly 

Cause I'm high as fly and above all of them land lives 

I'm like Picasso with this damn mike, listen up 

I gave the game stability, I am the missing crutch 

[?] call me collector 

Even know they hate me, you don't have a choice but to respect it, ha 

Peter picked up Pepper and I just picked the dream 

And fell asleep know everything I do's a movie scene 

But I just wanna live, and never act, blow a pack and and run it back 

 

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Yeah 

Now everybody from my city knows the name Kid 

My father thought I was a screw up, till I blew up 

Take a look at what the fame did 

From stains to stainless, fridges in my cribz the illest, getting lifted like the planes is 

Them one come and go, but the heart stays 

Trying to keep my mind free is them junior high days 

I guess we came a long way since the myspace 

Seem like my name is all over the country like the highways 

But they telling me the that home where the hate is 

Well fuck that I'm gone then my spaceship 

Been ready for take off 

See me on Venus with extraterrestrials, puffing the greenest of the space raw 

Already reaching and God willing if I make it to tomorrow 

I'm a wake and dedicate this to the ceiling 

Cause the fans make sure I'm on my mission 

This is the pursuit of happiness fuck a million 

We just over here living 

 

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Which is why I never put down the blunt 

Surrounded myself with the realest 

Which is why I never put up a front 

But I did turned my back though 

To everybody's opinion, and gave the critics a reason to kiss my ass 

Hi bloggers I know my skin's a little different 

I guess I'll blame the lack of presence on my skin pigment 

I've been dough, I've been flyest then rest of them 

I just always been I'll and they got the medicine 

Guess I wouldn't want me around either 

Vocals sick enough to fuck around and get listeners to jungle fever 

Look at me now pops up in the sky box, a few clearer than eye drops 

And I rock all the shows all the hoes and more 

Open up my closet looking like a clothing store 

I don't never wanna grow up, Peter Pan 

So roll it up and let's hit neverland kellz 

Gone 

 

And everybody who just trying to make a living 

Doing whatever they goata do to get it, put your hands up 

Whether you work on the streets or in the buildings 

Everybody that is handling they bizness, put your hands up 

Me I'm just chasing the dream why they sitting 

So everybody who isn't bullshitting, please stand up, please stand up 

You in the front row dedicated to my fans 

Though I was gone, I'm back 

Helllllooo 

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