[Verse 1: Pooh Gutta]
Pooh Gutta, I'm nice
Before I snitch I do life, twice
They gonna hate me for this line, but oh well
But a nigga couldn't have snitched on so well
Suck my dick [?], this suit right here designer
It's death before dishonor, I'll be out this bitch tomorrow
Like I never, ever ever, ever been gone
Taliban, who is dat? Bitch my clique been on
Hold up let's just speak the real, bitch I ain't them dirty birds
Got thirty niggas in thirty cars them boys move about thirty birds
Scared money don't make shit, porsche trucks no breaks bitch
Straight shots no chase bitch, I wild out I break shit
[Hook]
Now Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban, what the fuck?
Taliban!
Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
You can't hear a than but you rock with them
Snitchin' on your own blood, my nigga you is the
Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em
[Verse 2: MGK]
Fuck the 5-0, motherfuck the 5-0
Bitch I'm from the east but I busted them boys like I'm 5-0
All black shoes like capo, mafioso on my side ho
And I got lobsters for my partners, and they got choppers for my rivals
EST to the death of me, Taliban to the left of me
All I got is my dick and these bitches suck till they get the rest of me
Ain't none of y'all arresting me, free my brother J-rock
Shout out to my city those boys are harder than a yay rock
Fuck these snitches, I don't know you snitches
I was a felon at fourteen cause I didn't ride on all you bitches
Now I'm free and I got this loud yellin' on your bitches
Duckin' this red and blue when I'm rollin' green and hailin' on yo bitches
[Hook]
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
EST, what the fuck?
Taliban nigga, what the fuck?
Taliban nigga, what the fuck?
Taliban!
Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
You can't hear a than but you rock with them
Snitchin' on your own blood, my nigga you is the
Po-lice, Po-lice, Po-lice
Fuck the police, fuck the police, fuck 'em
Get Laced lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1]
I'm so God damn gone I don't know where home is
Feeling real sauced up no boneless
I keep it G, fuck keeping up with the Joneses
Smelling so funky that you would think that I was homeless
And the fans like, Kells stop playing with him
That girl's man like, bitch stop laying with him
And the haters on the internet tryna' be thugged out
But them dealers and killers man I was staying with 'em
Eastside Cleveland to the death yo
Fuck Lebron the king never left y'all
Forget the number 23 man it's EST
You see it tatted on my chest, we the best y'all
Couple stacks if you wanna get a verse from me
Make a diss track if you wanna get a hearse from me
I got the gift already so I fuck bitch ass dick shit if you wanna get the curse from me
Cause everybody be wanting something that I got
Leaning on me like a tripod
But I'm already leaning up with the liquor
They be running up like do or die guy, Kells on their iPod
And I'm fucking with these trees real heavy man, real real heavy man
Blowing up brown good, the shit's real pettigrand
Mix it with the red I be calling that shit spaghetti
I'll be all up in the mountains blowing on that white yeti, man
End of the day I'll be chilling man, what's new
I'm for the people not the rappers man, fuck dude
I'd rather be a lame than rely on a name
Or rock sunglasses in the dark man, fuck cool
And the album coming soon y'all bear with me
Laced up, Chuck T's brought a pair with me
Hit 123rd for the sour Dies
Though I'm blunted in the car looking like a flare's with me
The people here with me hold me down, all dogs homie know me out
That's why my circle as small as a penny cause ain't no-one sold me out
But funny how everyone knows me now
And before all this we had the streets on lock, man, Doug knows
Ask Ash what it was 'fore we book shows
Me and Slim in a 1 bedroom, no money no food but now we eating good though
Now I could go (Where?)
Anywhere up there, all I gotta do is push go
Give me the green light meaning give me good 'dro
From a land far far away where the wood grow
And I'm staying real throwed like a pitch
Cop a whole zip put it in a dish
Blowing something real real evil so I call this witch
You got dirt so I call that ditch, you bitch
[Verse 2]
The dope boys feel me, the sub nerds feel me
Your girl definitely does, cause she here with me
So really you don't have a choice but to deal with me
And you like my shit, keep it real with me
Matter of fact, let's keep this one hundred
If I was pocket change I would be one hundred
You would be a nickel, even when I'm nothing
I was still a two fifties equalling out to one hundred
So keep it one hundred, Kells is that boy
Who resuscitated the city dog, that boy
Who got a whole coast behind him, that boy
So if you want the real, listen to that boy
And I'm that boy, 20 years old
With the world on my shoulder like a fur coat
Used to be square now I'm in a circle
Sipping Merlot, for real man, for sure
So about it you'd think I was from No Limit
Real white boy rap, dog, no gimmick
Bringing the game back to life with no clinic
Because I let 'em see the real me, no tinted
So I'm in this, the new face of
Hip hop I gave the game a shake up
And this brand new change comes in the shape of
A 6" 3' blonde haired boy, lace up
I'm so God damn gone I don't know where home is
Feeling real sauced up no boneless
I keep it G, fuck keeping up with the Joneses
Smelling so funky that you would think that I was homeless
And the fans like, Kells stop playing with him
That girl's man like, bitch stop laying with him
And the haters on the internet tryna' be thugged out
But them dealers and killers man I was staying with 'em
Eastside Cleveland to the death yo
Fuck Lebron the king never left y'all
Forget the number 23 man it's EST
You see it tatted on my chest, we the best y'all
Couple stacks if you wanna get a verse from me
Make a diss track if you wanna get a hearse from me
I got the gift already so I fuck bitch ass dick shit if you wanna get the curse from me
Cause everybody be wanting something that I got
Leaning on me like a tripod
But I'm already leaning up with the liquor
They be running up like do or die guy, Kells on their iPod
And I'm fucking with these trees real heavy man, real real heavy man
Blowing up brown good, the shit's real pettigrand
Mix it with the red I be calling that shit spaghetti
I'll be all up in the mountains blowing on that white yeti, man
End of the day I'll be chilling man, what's new
I'm for the people not the rappers man, fuck dude
I'd rather be a lame than rely on a name
Or rock sunglasses in the dark man, fuck cool
And the album coming soon y'all bear with me
Laced up, Chuck T's brought a pair with me
Hit 123rd for the sour Dies
Though I'm blunted in the car looking like a flare's with me
The people here with me hold me down, all dogs homie know me out
That's why my circle as small as a penny cause ain't no-one sold me out
But funny how everyone knows me now
And before all this we had the streets on lock, man, Doug knows
Ask Ash what it was 'fore we book shows
Me and Slim in a 1 bedroom, no money no food but now we eating good though
Now I could go (Where?)
Anywhere up there, all I gotta do is push go
Give me the green light meaning give me good 'dro
From a land far far away where the wood grow
And I'm staying real throwed like a pitch
Cop a whole zip put it in a dish
Blowing something real real evil so I call this witch
You got dirt so I call that ditch, you bitch
[Verse 2]
The dope boys feel me, the sub nerds feel me
Your girl definitely does, cause she here with me
So really you don't have a choice but to deal with me
And you like my shit, keep it real with me
Matter of fact, let's keep this one hundred
If I was pocket change I would be one hundred
You would be a nickel, even when I'm nothing
I was still a two fifties equalling out to one hundred
So keep it one hundred, Kells is that boy
Who resuscitated the city dog, that boy
Who got a whole coast behind him, that boy
So if you want the real, listen to that boy
And I'm that boy, 20 years old
With the world on my shoulder like a fur coat
Used to be square now I'm in a circle
Sipping Merlot, for real man, for sure
So about it you'd think I was from No Limit
Real white boy rap, dog, no gimmick
Bringing the game back to life with no clinic
Because I let 'em see the real me, no tinted
So I'm in this, the new face of
Hip hop I gave the game a shake up
And this brand new change comes in the shape of
A 6" 3' blonde haired boy, lace up
Paid lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (performed by Dubo)
Shake some
You got a money maker then make some
Nah, I ain’t feelin’ hate
Skinny, white, black, no discriminate
Yea, everybody is included
Hell yea, we can do this
Show me what you got, what your mamma gave you
Make that pussy pop, put it on the table
Just like that, do it like you do it when you lookin’ in the mirror
You know, when you’re home alone
Practicin’ before daddy get there
And I’m on my way, I mean I work all day
You know I’m tryna get laid
Chop the tree then I pop the pop and I’mma act a fool when I’m in that thang
But first thing’s first
MOE, yes over everything
Got cash on my head
I’m after the bread like they ain’t gon never change
But when I’m done, countin’ up, we could have some fun
Wut? I got a thousand of ones
Bust it over to me like you tryna get
Paid paid paid paid
And when I get drunk hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
And when I get down hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
Now it look like you can ride this head like a bicycle
Highschool? Not that type of dude
You are good then we halla all night with you oh how I’ve changed
Up my game, bad bitch say she don’t fuck with lames
I don’t know what you’re seein’ but you should not believe it
I’mma cover of a book, you should read for a change
Yea, suck my worm silly little rabbit then struck my nerves
Hoes stay schemin’ but so do I
I might fuck you then fuck with her
What’s your plan? What’s your plan?
You don’t give a damn? Do your dance
Cuz I don’t give a damn, I’m cool with no fan
I don’t think you understand
You lookin’ at a nigga that’s tryna get
Paid paid paid paid
And when I get drunk hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
And when I get down hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
Everything green which means everything goes
Hard was the path I took, yea took it to the marble floor
Beat it and I leave it where it’s at? No
It means you and I get to attach you
Already know I ain’t fuckin’ with that and if you didn’t know
I’m just fuckin’ with that like I be lovin’ the cat
It’s not in my nature but we could do it like momentarily dature
Besides, you don’t want none to do with this
You only want the film and I’m using this
Key in ignition, reverse in drive
Open doors, I let you ride
I let you drive until the gas gone
But when the cash call, I’m flaggin’ whole
I gotta go now, see you later
Uuuh that ass so fat, I’mma see you later
I’ll be back one day but don’t ask cuz I can’t say
I wish I could stay but if I should stay
Then how in the hell would a nigga ever get
Paid paid paid paid
And when I get drunk hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
And when I get down hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
You got a money maker then make some
Nah, I ain’t feelin’ hate
Skinny, white, black, no discriminate
Yea, everybody is included
Hell yea, we can do this
Show me what you got, what your mamma gave you
Make that pussy pop, put it on the table
Just like that, do it like you do it when you lookin’ in the mirror
You know, when you’re home alone
Practicin’ before daddy get there
And I’m on my way, I mean I work all day
You know I’m tryna get laid
Chop the tree then I pop the pop and I’mma act a fool when I’m in that thang
But first thing’s first
MOE, yes over everything
Got cash on my head
I’m after the bread like they ain’t gon never change
But when I’m done, countin’ up, we could have some fun
Wut? I got a thousand of ones
Bust it over to me like you tryna get
Paid paid paid paid
And when I get drunk hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
And when I get down hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
Now it look like you can ride this head like a bicycle
Highschool? Not that type of dude
You are good then we halla all night with you oh how I’ve changed
Up my game, bad bitch say she don’t fuck with lames
I don’t know what you’re seein’ but you should not believe it
I’mma cover of a book, you should read for a change
Yea, suck my worm silly little rabbit then struck my nerves
Hoes stay schemin’ but so do I
I might fuck you then fuck with her
What’s your plan? What’s your plan?
You don’t give a damn? Do your dance
Cuz I don’t give a damn, I’m cool with no fan
I don’t think you understand
You lookin’ at a nigga that’s tryna get
Paid paid paid paid
And when I get drunk hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
And when I get down hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
Everything green which means everything goes
Hard was the path I took, yea took it to the marble floor
Beat it and I leave it where it’s at? No
It means you and I get to attach you
Already know I ain’t fuckin’ with that and if you didn’t know
I’m just fuckin’ with that like I be lovin’ the cat
It’s not in my nature but we could do it like momentarily dature
Besides, you don’t want none to do with this
You only want the film and I’m using this
Key in ignition, reverse in drive
Open doors, I let you ride
I let you drive until the gas gone
But when the cash call, I’m flaggin’ whole
I gotta go now, see you later
Uuuh that ass so fat, I’mma see you later
I’ll be back one day but don’t ask cuz I can’t say
I wish I could stay but if I should stay
Then how in the hell would a nigga ever get
Paid paid paid paid
And when I get drunk hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
And when I get down hold up, we could both get laid laid laid laid
But the work come first and the work might take all day day day day
Put your back into it when you shake shake shake shake
Do it for me do it for me like you tryna get paid paid paid paid
Hold On (Shut Up) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Young Jeezy)
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
I don't gang bang, hoe, I just gang bang these hoes
And I keep like eight jays rolled, then I face them after my shows
And I got your main thing bro, on my dangalang when she swang and hang like an orangutan
But you don't really want a part of me, 'cause everyone of my boys bang a rang.
Cocaine, cocaine, my skin white like cocaine, marked up like them ol' trains
And I keep it hood, but a slow mayne
Propane, propane, spark that shit like propane, I'm on the east side of my domain
Bitch I kick more shit than Liu Kang.
[Hook:]
Now hold up, shut up, who remembers my come up?
Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? (I Do)
'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me.
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Holla back two phones, I don't call shit, wild boy, 'cause I start shit
Rager 'cause I moshpit and this A stands for anarchist
My heart is in Antarctic, burn one and get car sick
Floating like a carpet, bitch, I'm higher than a starship
Tatted up so I can't work, you would think I got paid first
Tear that pussy out the frame, you would think that bitch gave birth
All these sins you would think that I hate church
And they said, "Thou shalt not steal", but fuck that, I'll take her.
[Hook:]
Now hold up, shut up, who remembers my come up?
Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? (I Do)
'Cause if they don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me.
Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up.
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me.
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I don't remember these hoes, I don't remember these niggas
Fuck niggas, bitches too, all I see is these figures
I got Versace on, Versace lights, I ain't seeing these niggas
Chances here, chances are three on three with these niggas.
Look, all bark no bite, all rap no white
Two of her friends to get with my friends so we can be friends well alright
Machine gun, we got one, machine gun I got one
See me, I'm a real nigga, probably mad at me cause he not one
That's straight chopper music, no bite, eighteen dwarf niggas, Snow White
You can bet a nigga if I said a nigga, ten out of ten, it's no white
Tell me what's not to love, why hate? What a real handsome nigga, now wait
Treat my 'rari like I'm in a roller derby, put the shoes on and I skate
Say you don't like me, nigga, you know me, nigga
See a sound of me, that's hate
Say you wanna rap about it, wanna talk about it, and ain't live the shit, that's fake
Say it's coming back and this locking up sound like to me, that's flake
Say you don't ride with me, you don't fuck with me,
Stay the fuck from around me, that's great
Hold up
[Hook]
I don't gang bang, hoe, I just gang bang these hoes
And I keep like eight jays rolled, then I face them after my shows
And I got your main thing bro, on my dangalang when she swang and hang like an orangutan
But you don't really want a part of me, 'cause everyone of my boys bang a rang.
Cocaine, cocaine, my skin white like cocaine, marked up like them ol' trains
And I keep it hood, but a slow mayne
Propane, propane, spark that shit like propane, I'm on the east side of my domain
Bitch I kick more shit than Liu Kang.
[Hook:]
Now hold up, shut up, who remembers my come up?
Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? (I Do)
'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me.
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Holla back two phones, I don't call shit, wild boy, 'cause I start shit
Rager 'cause I moshpit and this A stands for anarchist
My heart is in Antarctic, burn one and get car sick
Floating like a carpet, bitch, I'm higher than a starship
Tatted up so I can't work, you would think I got paid first
Tear that pussy out the frame, you would think that bitch gave birth
All these sins you would think that I hate church
And they said, "Thou shalt not steal", but fuck that, I'll take her.
[Hook:]
Now hold up, shut up, who remembers my come up?
Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? (I Do)
'Cause if they don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me.
Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up.
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches but them hoes remember me.
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I don't remember these hoes, I don't remember these niggas
Fuck niggas, bitches too, all I see is these figures
I got Versace on, Versace lights, I ain't seeing these niggas
Chances here, chances are three on three with these niggas.
Look, all bark no bite, all rap no white
Two of her friends to get with my friends so we can be friends well alright
Machine gun, we got one, machine gun I got one
See me, I'm a real nigga, probably mad at me cause he not one
That's straight chopper music, no bite, eighteen dwarf niggas, Snow White
You can bet a nigga if I said a nigga, ten out of ten, it's no white
Tell me what's not to love, why hate? What a real handsome nigga, now wait
Treat my 'rari like I'm in a roller derby, put the shoes on and I skate
Say you don't like me, nigga, you know me, nigga
See a sound of me, that's hate
Say you wanna rap about it, wanna talk about it, and ain't live the shit, that's fake
Say it's coming back and this locking up sound like to me, that's flake
Say you don't ride with me, you don't fuck with me,
Stay the fuck from around me, that's great
Hold up
[Hook]
Rucker Park (Freestyle) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
It was all a dream motherfucker, 17 motherfucker
Trying to ball like I’m playing on a team motherfucker
Like Kareem motherfucker, what it seems motherfuckerer
Me, I’m out here winning, Charlie Sheen motherfucker
On any given Sunday, Willie Bean motherfucker
In the hood like Radio Raheem motherfucker
Blowing good but this ain’t no porch scene motherfucker
This that smoke until your numb morphine motherfucker
Because the life is a fucking war scene motherfucker
So much grimy shit, I’mma need quarantine motherfucker
Aye and then maybe I can ride clean motherfucker
Hit the ghetto in a black limousine motherfucker
And how dare you ever judge me motherfucker?
Paid my daughter’s college fund with 16’s motherfucker
Baby mamas out here trying to Billie Jean a motherfucker
But I’m on my trill shit, bring a Bun B for the rocker, nah I mean motherfucker?
Trying to ball like I’m playing on a team motherfucker
Like Kareem motherfucker, what it seems motherfuckerer
Me, I’m out here winning, Charlie Sheen motherfucker
On any given Sunday, Willie Bean motherfucker
In the hood like Radio Raheem motherfucker
Blowing good but this ain’t no porch scene motherfucker
This that smoke until your numb morphine motherfucker
Because the life is a fucking war scene motherfucker
So much grimy shit, I’mma need quarantine motherfucker
Aye and then maybe I can ride clean motherfucker
Hit the ghetto in a black limousine motherfucker
And how dare you ever judge me motherfucker?
Paid my daughter’s college fund with 16’s motherfucker
Baby mamas out here trying to Billie Jean a motherfucker
But I’m on my trill shit, bring a Bun B for the rocker, nah I mean motherfucker?
Blaze Up lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Yeah, g-shit, and I ain't smokin none of dat unless the weed stick
Bitch I'm in the zone, and if I ever leave
Fuck a jacket I'm a rock my tattoo sleeves
I got thirty naked bitches in the kitchen
Crumblin the herb and rollin it up in the swishers
Kush is my cologne, every minute blowin heavy
I don't smoke it on occasion, everyday is 4/20
All I do is flame shit, I don't do that change shit
EST for life bitch, ya I do that gang shit
Look at who I came with, better fix ya face quick
Cause I gotta lot of muh-fuckers with me we all on the same shit
Now pass me the dutch again, I still gotta nickle crumbled in the george washington
Order up a quarter my connect is on the phone
Mix the purple with the lemon g kush and get stoned
God damn it I'm gone, blowin with the wind
Cleveland is the city, see it showin on the brim
Black lights on the tatts glowin on my skin
And my blunt is never lonely all my l's got twins blaze up!
Yeah, blaze up. lil bitch blaze up
So what the fuck blaze up. Ugh, blaze up, kels. Blaze up
And we burnin up like the heat is on
Got it smellin good, blowin wood. bitch my life is like a weed-a-thon
Size 12 chuck taylors what my feet is on
Laced up blazin back to back like repeat a song
And fuck the police, boy I say it proud
And if they hear me Fuck the police say it loud
20 dollars in the dream bitch I'm livin back strokin in yo girl no swimmin
(Sorry) boy that's pimpin you wanna know my goal. a couple sold out shows
Some ho's and a pocket full of woah
Got it for the low, tear the place up, pass the dutch and blaze up mother fucker lace up
Ughhh. blaze up. hundred words and runnin
Lace up. lace up bitch. EST blaze up. Kells laced up. Gone...
Bitch I'm in the zone, and if I ever leave
Fuck a jacket I'm a rock my tattoo sleeves
I got thirty naked bitches in the kitchen
Crumblin the herb and rollin it up in the swishers
Kush is my cologne, every minute blowin heavy
I don't smoke it on occasion, everyday is 4/20
All I do is flame shit, I don't do that change shit
EST for life bitch, ya I do that gang shit
Look at who I came with, better fix ya face quick
Cause I gotta lot of muh-fuckers with me we all on the same shit
Now pass me the dutch again, I still gotta nickle crumbled in the george washington
Order up a quarter my connect is on the phone
Mix the purple with the lemon g kush and get stoned
God damn it I'm gone, blowin with the wind
Cleveland is the city, see it showin on the brim
Black lights on the tatts glowin on my skin
And my blunt is never lonely all my l's got twins blaze up!
Yeah, blaze up. lil bitch blaze up
So what the fuck blaze up. Ugh, blaze up, kels. Blaze up
And we burnin up like the heat is on
Got it smellin good, blowin wood. bitch my life is like a weed-a-thon
Size 12 chuck taylors what my feet is on
Laced up blazin back to back like repeat a song
And fuck the police, boy I say it proud
And if they hear me Fuck the police say it loud
20 dollars in the dream bitch I'm livin back strokin in yo girl no swimmin
(Sorry) boy that's pimpin you wanna know my goal. a couple sold out shows
Some ho's and a pocket full of woah
Got it for the low, tear the place up, pass the dutch and blaze up mother fucker lace up
Ughhh. blaze up. hundred words and runnin
Lace up. lace up bitch. EST blaze up. Kells laced up. Gone...
PapaDickChicken's Drive Thru (Skit) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Beep
Welcome to DickChicken
Home of the DickChickens
Where we got DickChicken pizza, DickChicken nuggets,
DickChicken curly fries, DickChicken sticks and just playin’ ole DickChickens
This is your main man PapaDickChicken
Go ahead with your order you lowlife piece of DickChicken eatin’ shit
Welcome to DickChicken
Home of the DickChickens
Where we got DickChicken pizza, DickChicken nuggets,
DickChicken curly fries, DickChicken sticks and just playin’ ole DickChickens
This is your main man PapaDickChicken
Go ahead with your order you lowlife piece of DickChicken eatin’ shit
Hy For Dayz lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (performed by Dubo)
Fuckin’ foolie foolie foolie foolies
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I got a box of the swisher sweets
I get a box every single week
My eyes so low, I ride solo
I tell ‘er ho come blow with the chief
I got a blunt bitch runnin’ by me
If my pack here talk and say come and try me
No stress between fine G’s
As long they stay the fuck away from my tree
Yea, EST my team
We go Wu Tang on that crim
Girl head full of oil she
Cuz I have her hair by the zip of my jeans
I’m fly, take a look at my wings
Realize I’m in need of supervising
Nigga no strap but the gun go bang
So do my pack yea lick the chain
I insist we talk about train man, a chick recognize my game
She do some shit that I can’t explain
It’s like an angel within’ her brain
She sucks (she sucks) She sucks (she sucks)
Like a dirt ball go for show
I let her break down all of my tree
And she go for the head, might put that on
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I put a rack on top of rack
Take a hit now pass that bag
No seed inside my sack
Better don’t be OG my pack
I got this AC in my cup
When I’m with Chuck we be sippin’ that yuck
We be sippin’ that yuck, gonna throw that back
Take 2 puffs, let ‘er stroke my shaft
Slim so slow but I never roll
I cut like the mold of the stove
I got them shook like a bottle of Rose
E and my team, we pop and go
Your girl wanna kiss my tat
Fuckin’ stay, let ‘er suck my swag
And I came inside her life
And introduces that girl that bag
That pad, that paddy up turn it down, loud is loud
Them people lookin’ around, uh that’s smellin’ like a pound
But there ain’t no shame in my game
My kush got a crazy name
I like that mouth that trampoline
I’m so high, I be rockin’ in 10 uh
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I got a box of the swisher sweets
I get a box every single week
My eyes so low, I ride solo
I tell ‘er ho come blow with the chief
I got a blunt bitch runnin’ by me
If my pack here talk and say come and try me
No stress between fine G’s
As long they stay the fuck away from my tree
Yea, EST my team
We go Wu Tang on that crim
Girl head full of oil she
Cuz I have her hair by the zip of my jeans
I’m fly, take a look at my wings
Realize I’m in need of supervising
Nigga no strap but the gun go bang
So do my pack yea lick the chain
I insist we talk about train man, a chick recognize my game
She do some shit that I can’t explain
It’s like an angel within’ her brain
She sucks (she sucks) She sucks (she sucks)
Like a dirt ball go for show
I let her break down all of my tree
And she go for the head, might put that on
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I put a rack on top of rack
Take a hit now pass that bag
No seed inside my sack
Better don’t be OG my pack
I got this AC in my cup
When I’m with Chuck we be sippin’ that yuck
We be sippin’ that yuck, gonna throw that back
Take 2 puffs, let ‘er stroke my shaft
Slim so slow but I never roll
I cut like the mold of the stove
I got them shook like a bottle of Rose
E and my team, we pop and go
Your girl wanna kiss my tat
Fuckin’ stay, let ‘er suck my swag
And I came inside her life
And introduces that girl that bag
That pad, that paddy up turn it down, loud is loud
Them people lookin’ around, uh that’s smellin’ like a pound
But there ain’t no shame in my game
My kush got a crazy name
I like that mouth that trampoline
I’m so high, I be rockin’ in 10 uh
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
I be high for days, I got kush on top of my hays
I bought rocks for my shades
I got a bitch that’s in my name
And she’s always givin’ me neck
And her friends say she got next
Got a tattoo across my chest
Yea, EST on deck, yea
On Deck lyrics - (performed by Dubo)
Yea and this is the other other shit
Fuck you foolie
Ah ah ugh
Ah ah ugh
Ah ah ugh
Yea
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
DUBO, that’s my name
But no stress, I’m on deck
The reason why she came, boy I don’t flex, I bowflex
Two girls on deck, ciroc-a-tron on deck
I blow loud, it’s so loud
I might fuck around and go death
EST my team ho, look at where we started
Let them hatin’ ass niggas know, we on deck , we brought this
Gang time, gang time, in the air like hang time
Counting bread, spending bread, I’m getting head at the same time
Cleveland is my city, Ohio my ghetto
I’mma buck up to the fullest, boy don’t make me get them medal
Shots fired, shots fired, you can fuck the ground and get wet
North-south, east-west, that Midwest is on deck
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
Came up from nothing
Same shit, different story
Fuck you dog, I’m hungry
I’ve got to eat and that’s mandatory
I ain’t ‘bout to just sit ‘round
Boy I’m on deck like west axe
Quick to tell the bitch get down
And she gonna fetch and you know what’s next
Run around with my crowd, we on deck, take a seat
Don’t be runnin’ your mouth, I hate hoes that talk shit
I’m on deck, on deck, fluid watch, ridiculous
19, double X, soccer team, we kickin’ it
We getting it!
That bullshit? Ready to go
Small thing to an elephant but you’d better think that I’m an animal
DUBO’s my name, 2’s up and you see me
EST in this thing, making it look easy
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
Fuck you foolie
Ah ah ugh
Ah ah ugh
Ah ah ugh
Yea
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
DUBO, that’s my name
But no stress, I’m on deck
The reason why she came, boy I don’t flex, I bowflex
Two girls on deck, ciroc-a-tron on deck
I blow loud, it’s so loud
I might fuck around and go death
EST my team ho, look at where we started
Let them hatin’ ass niggas know, we on deck , we brought this
Gang time, gang time, in the air like hang time
Counting bread, spending bread, I’m getting head at the same time
Cleveland is my city, Ohio my ghetto
I’mma buck up to the fullest, boy don’t make me get them medal
Shots fired, shots fired, you can fuck the ground and get wet
North-south, east-west, that Midwest is on deck
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
Came up from nothing
Same shit, different story
Fuck you dog, I’m hungry
I’ve got to eat and that’s mandatory
I ain’t ‘bout to just sit ‘round
Boy I’m on deck like west axe
Quick to tell the bitch get down
And she gonna fetch and you know what’s next
Run around with my crowd, we on deck, take a seat
Don’t be runnin’ your mouth, I hate hoes that talk shit
I’m on deck, on deck, fluid watch, ridiculous
19, double X, soccer team, we kickin’ it
We getting it!
That bullshit? Ready to go
Small thing to an elephant but you’d better think that I’m an animal
DUBO’s my name, 2’s up and you see me
EST in this thing, making it look easy
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I’m on deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
I got your girl (on deck)
I’ve got the swag (on deck)
I tried to told you my city wild
On deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea)
Deck (yea) deck (yea) deck (yea) deck ah
Mayhem (H.A.M.) lyrics - (performed by Dubo) (feat. Machine Gun Kelly)
Make it count
Bitch
EST, that's my team, hoe
Kells, EST, that's my team, hoe
Let me show you what them EST boys, do
Let's go!
I'm on fire, get the water hose
Bitch I'm a go live outside,
In the garden, with all the hoes
DUBO (what?) gotta give 'em that new shit
She told me to take it slow cause too fast and a nigga might lose it
Swag up, me and my team
Bitch I'm in Cleveland where them niggas get stretched like a limousine
Ante up, get dough that's all I know
Circa all in my cup, kush ho that's what I roll
Haters mad cause their pots broke and they need a fixin'
Why every girl I come across got a man but just need the dick
Fuck him (fuck him) you too (you too)
That's why I fucked her, upload on youtube
EST (EST) them boys go off the chain (off the chain)
Broken links, Great Dane I'm off the chain (off the chain)
Lace up (lace up) be the motto I die by
Laced up shrug at beef and I walk by
Uh yea yea (yea) yea (yea)
I'm bein' goin HAM
Yea yea yea
Man, I'm bein' goin HAM
Man, somebody tell 'em, Dub-O is who I am
EST, man, I'm been' goin HAM
Man, somebody tell 'em, Dub-O is who I am
EST, that's my team ho
Kels, that's all bitch
Two cellphones, I don't call shit
I'm a east side boy, no office
Hold up, Man FuckWho? Aw shit
Ha you done poured it out
Should kept your jaw closed like cottin' mouth
And if haters wanna see what I am all about
Then I'm a turn this motherfucker to a slaughterhouse
I've got a duffle bag reserved for sweaters and shirts
Of all the victims That I put in the dirt
Thought about the money that I paid for the gun
Dug 'em back up, shot again and got my money's worth
And I use a condom for every little comment made
For Haters, I'm a youtube paid
Got a used chainsaw that I call Slim Shady
And a sawed off shotty named Kurt Cobain
Vrrnnn vrrnnn, I'm just playin'
Two girls in the living room and I ain't payin'
They already know what time it is and I ain't sayin'
A damn thing cause if they ain't fuckin' I ain't stayin'
I'm a nutcase, for fuck sakes I need help
I can't keep on my belt
Haters roll all over my dick so much, I pulled up and hoped on my goddamn self
Tell me, are you gonna get down with EST, MGK and DUB?
We the best in the game since MJ and Scottie P
We the bulls in 93
Motherfuckers tryna know wussup
No Jersey on cause they already knowin' who I am
Got a call from the chef today, told me come to the kitchen
Because they know I go HAM
Go go I go HAM
See my tats, hallin in mayhem
Yea, bitch cause that's what I am
Mayhem and I've been goin' HAM
Somebody tell 'I'm Kid Kels who I am
EST and we been goin' HAM
Yea, Kels who I am
EST, that's my team ho
Bitch
EST, that's my team, hoe
Kells, EST, that's my team, hoe
Let me show you what them EST boys, do
Let's go!
I'm on fire, get the water hose
Bitch I'm a go live outside,
In the garden, with all the hoes
DUBO (what?) gotta give 'em that new shit
She told me to take it slow cause too fast and a nigga might lose it
Swag up, me and my team
Bitch I'm in Cleveland where them niggas get stretched like a limousine
Ante up, get dough that's all I know
Circa all in my cup, kush ho that's what I roll
Haters mad cause their pots broke and they need a fixin'
Why every girl I come across got a man but just need the dick
Fuck him (fuck him) you too (you too)
That's why I fucked her, upload on youtube
EST (EST) them boys go off the chain (off the chain)
Broken links, Great Dane I'm off the chain (off the chain)
Lace up (lace up) be the motto I die by
Laced up shrug at beef and I walk by
Uh yea yea (yea) yea (yea)
I'm bein' goin HAM
Yea yea yea
Man, I'm bein' goin HAM
Man, somebody tell 'em, Dub-O is who I am
EST, man, I'm been' goin HAM
Man, somebody tell 'em, Dub-O is who I am
EST, that's my team ho
Kels, that's all bitch
Two cellphones, I don't call shit
I'm a east side boy, no office
Hold up, Man FuckWho? Aw shit
Ha you done poured it out
Should kept your jaw closed like cottin' mouth
And if haters wanna see what I am all about
Then I'm a turn this motherfucker to a slaughterhouse
I've got a duffle bag reserved for sweaters and shirts
Of all the victims That I put in the dirt
Thought about the money that I paid for the gun
Dug 'em back up, shot again and got my money's worth
And I use a condom for every little comment made
For Haters, I'm a youtube paid
Got a used chainsaw that I call Slim Shady
And a sawed off shotty named Kurt Cobain
Vrrnnn vrrnnn, I'm just playin'
Two girls in the living room and I ain't payin'
They already know what time it is and I ain't sayin'
A damn thing cause if they ain't fuckin' I ain't stayin'
I'm a nutcase, for fuck sakes I need help
I can't keep on my belt
Haters roll all over my dick so much, I pulled up and hoped on my goddamn self
Tell me, are you gonna get down with EST, MGK and DUB?
We the best in the game since MJ and Scottie P
We the bulls in 93
Motherfuckers tryna know wussup
No Jersey on cause they already knowin' who I am
Got a call from the chef today, told me come to the kitchen
Because they know I go HAM
Go go I go HAM
See my tats, hallin in mayhem
Yea, bitch cause that's what I am
Mayhem and I've been goin' HAM
Somebody tell 'I'm Kid Kels who I am
EST and we been goin' HAM
Yea, Kels who I am
EST, that's my team ho
Halo lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1: MGK]
This ain't no halo over my head bitch
But dear God can you forgive the sinnin'
For everything that I did since the beginnin'
Because the devil around me so much
That you would think I got a death wish
Yeah, and the voices in my head get louder
Watchin' my career disappear like powder
Wish I could rewind those hours and get my life back
Strike that, hanging on this weed like a life jacket
Fuck rappin', I was really livin' everything I was spittin'
Bitch what's happenin'
Fights daily, nights crazy dream chasin' till the drugs came
I was choppin' up them bitches like Jason
Had a motherfuckers face layin' on the cold pavement
Wake up take 'em now I feel sane
Spendin' every penny in the studio slayin'
Me and my mob workin' any odd job
Prayin' this little dream was gonna feed our babies
Save me Lord, save me Lord, what the fuck is this curse you gave me Lord
Everybody think I finally made it Lord, but all I am is now is a slave my God
[Hook:]
This ain't no halo...
Revelations says if people wipe every tear from their eyes than death shall be no more, neither shall their be mourning nor crying nor pain anymore for the former things have passed away, EST 4 Life motherfucker!
[Verse 2: MGK]
Put that halo around my neck, bitch
And give me death
I'm 22 and this 22 on my left, God bless
Maybe I'll finally see
Maybe they'll return what's originally mine because finder's keep
Maybe I will be great, and this voice of mine was designed to be the finest key
But, I'm losing faith, everyday they got news to break
Like my single flopped, and now I ain't hot
And they don't know if I'm ever gonna see the light of day
My labels mad or my albums bad or you ain't livin' up to the hype we thought you had
Or I lost a fan or I'm in cuffs again and meanwhile I ain't there to be my daughters dad
Fuck! what's left for me? because I don't ever want to become a celebrity
I don't want anyone to feel less than me so put your camera down and stand next to me
Right here, EST, everyone stand together
And if I ever RIP than I know everything I stand for's forever, lace up!
[Hook:]
This ain't no halo...
And when you play this song, hold your head high, motherfucker, don't ever look down, be comfortable with who you are, our flaws are what makes us perfect
This ain't no halo over my head bitch
But dear God can you forgive the sinnin'
For everything that I did since the beginnin'
Because the devil around me so much
That you would think I got a death wish
Yeah, and the voices in my head get louder
Watchin' my career disappear like powder
Wish I could rewind those hours and get my life back
Strike that, hanging on this weed like a life jacket
Fuck rappin', I was really livin' everything I was spittin'
Bitch what's happenin'
Fights daily, nights crazy dream chasin' till the drugs came
I was choppin' up them bitches like Jason
Had a motherfuckers face layin' on the cold pavement
Wake up take 'em now I feel sane
Spendin' every penny in the studio slayin'
Me and my mob workin' any odd job
Prayin' this little dream was gonna feed our babies
Save me Lord, save me Lord, what the fuck is this curse you gave me Lord
Everybody think I finally made it Lord, but all I am is now is a slave my God
[Hook:]
This ain't no halo...
Revelations says if people wipe every tear from their eyes than death shall be no more, neither shall their be mourning nor crying nor pain anymore for the former things have passed away, EST 4 Life motherfucker!
[Verse 2: MGK]
Put that halo around my neck, bitch
And give me death
I'm 22 and this 22 on my left, God bless
Maybe I'll finally see
Maybe they'll return what's originally mine because finder's keep
Maybe I will be great, and this voice of mine was designed to be the finest key
But, I'm losing faith, everyday they got news to break
Like my single flopped, and now I ain't hot
And they don't know if I'm ever gonna see the light of day
My labels mad or my albums bad or you ain't livin' up to the hype we thought you had
Or I lost a fan or I'm in cuffs again and meanwhile I ain't there to be my daughters dad
Fuck! what's left for me? because I don't ever want to become a celebrity
I don't want anyone to feel less than me so put your camera down and stand next to me
Right here, EST, everyone stand together
And if I ever RIP than I know everything I stand for's forever, lace up!
[Hook:]
This ain't no halo...
And when you play this song, hold your head high, motherfucker, don't ever look down, be comfortable with who you are, our flaws are what makes us perfect
Now I Know (Interlude) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
This weed got a motherfucker thinkin’ too much
But since they already want a thing from me
Fuck it
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Look, now is it just me or is this shit crazy?
I mean we still nobodies but damn
Come up from where we from?
Who would’ve thought we’d be this famous?
Critics hate us, promoters played us
Rappers copy what I’ve created
Signed to a major, that ain’t change shit
One year later, bitch I made it
Out the basement, out of all them shitty as jobs
In the kitchen with the nametag apron
From homeless to a hometown favorite
Broke every stereotype, I got named with
So mother fuck the world with a nase did
So I bust these bars cuz they caged us
Never trust the lords cuz they flagrant
Whips and chains cuz I’ve been affidavit
Suits and ties and courtroom’s for arraignment
Hugs and tears for the jails I’m facin’
Put some bills in the pavement, black rags hangin’
Lettin’ the world know we bangin’
EST is what I’m claimin’
EST is for life baby
Two figures up till the world lace up
And if you ain’t say it now what the fuck you sayin?
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
How can you judge someone you’ve never known?
Speak on what they felt and you've never gone
Man I get dough and this city gave birth in this
How the fuck can I not call this home?
I did my best walk in this city
Seen some of the best get mugged in this city
And although I love it there’s crap in the bucket
Gotta keep you like sweatshirts up in this city
Cuz it’s a cold world when you hide shit
People keep sayin’ you changed even though you the same
But now you just got shit
But I can do without the fame
Because it was fuck you then they loved you
And everyone want pictures of you
Their family members start thinkin’ you pagan
All of a sudden this thing is your uncle
Radio stations want somethin' for nothing
The plug is the pilots, things get to they head
I’m one of the best, but it part of the trend
It’s not how you flow with your clothes instead
Man I am a prodigy, fuckin’ apology
I am new, why I’m accepted or not?
I throw my L up cuz even when I'm down
These two fingers down here is all that I got
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
But since they already want a thing from me
Fuck it
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Look, now is it just me or is this shit crazy?
I mean we still nobodies but damn
Come up from where we from?
Who would’ve thought we’d be this famous?
Critics hate us, promoters played us
Rappers copy what I’ve created
Signed to a major, that ain’t change shit
One year later, bitch I made it
Out the basement, out of all them shitty as jobs
In the kitchen with the nametag apron
From homeless to a hometown favorite
Broke every stereotype, I got named with
So mother fuck the world with a nase did
So I bust these bars cuz they caged us
Never trust the lords cuz they flagrant
Whips and chains cuz I’ve been affidavit
Suits and ties and courtroom’s for arraignment
Hugs and tears for the jails I’m facin’
Put some bills in the pavement, black rags hangin’
Lettin’ the world know we bangin’
EST is what I’m claimin’
EST is for life baby
Two figures up till the world lace up
And if you ain’t say it now what the fuck you sayin?
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
How can you judge someone you’ve never known?
Speak on what they felt and you've never gone
Man I get dough and this city gave birth in this
How the fuck can I not call this home?
I did my best walk in this city
Seen some of the best get mugged in this city
And although I love it there’s crap in the bucket
Gotta keep you like sweatshirts up in this city
Cuz it’s a cold world when you hide shit
People keep sayin’ you changed even though you the same
But now you just got shit
But I can do without the fame
Because it was fuck you then they loved you
And everyone want pictures of you
Their family members start thinkin’ you pagan
All of a sudden this thing is your uncle
Radio stations want somethin' for nothing
The plug is the pilots, things get to they head
I’m one of the best, but it part of the trend
It’s not how you flow with your clothes instead
Man I am a prodigy, fuckin’ apology
I am new, why I’m accepted or not?
I throw my L up cuz even when I'm down
These two fingers down here is all that I got
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Now I know, Now I know, Now I know
Her Song lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Kells:]
Everybody gotta man up sometime right?
Shit
[Hook:]
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
(Sing)
Oh these times are hard
(Hard)
Yeah they're making us crazy
(Crazy)
Don't give up on me baby
(Baby)
[Verse 1:]
I'm just out here chasing my dreams girl
But it's crazy cause that dream cost me my dream girl
Promise you I wouldn't change before I left
Now I think leaving is the one thing I regret
Cause the one thing I possess
It wasn't materials, wasn't checks, wasn't cars, wasn't clothes, or any part of success
It was you,
And without that in my life I'm depressed,
You became the new drug I couldn't get
And every time you came over I was on some shit, either too fucked up, or bitchin about how you dress
Even though I remember when you would lay with me when I ain't have a bed,
Buy me food and come wake me up with some head
You had me like a Dread locked down
But I wouldn't show it, instead got on that bus and left you blowing in the wind
Shit and it's fucked up cause every girl I'm with I see your face
Now summers here and I'm sitting outside your place singing this shit
[Hook:]
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
(What I gotta do to get you back?)
Don't give up on me baby
(I gotta sing to you? Haa)
Oh these times are hard
(Hard)
Yeah they're making us crazy
(Makin us crazy)
Don't give up on me baby
(Yeah)
[Verse 2:]
I never thought for a minute, if you showed me a picture of my life now, that you wouldn't be in it
Took me a couple years to say I loved you, but I meant it
When I said it, wasn't much of a romantic, but you get it
Didn't really smoke, but when I rolled it up you hit it, and we lit it up,
Shotgun in our kisses
And fuck these other bitches baby, fuck these other bitches in my bunk
Staring up at all your pictures that you sent me on my birthday, remember that? Cause I couldn't forget it
Like I forgot yours, but I'm sorry and I said it, I admit it, I fucked up, and I lied, but this is true
I don't know what home is because I'm lost without you,
Just like our favorite song, yeah blink 182
Now I just turn it off, when it comes on, I wish I hated you
I used to have someone at 3am that I could call, now it just rings and I don't get nothing at all
Where you at girl?
[Phone Call:]
[Phone Rings]
[Kells:] Come on pick up... Yeah hold on give me a minute
[Operator:] "Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system"
[Girl:] Hi, Uhm, I'm not here right now, Please leave a message [Beep]
[Kells:] Damn...
[Hook:]
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Everybody gotta man up sometime right?
Shit
[Hook:]
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
(Sing)
Oh these times are hard
(Hard)
Yeah they're making us crazy
(Crazy)
Don't give up on me baby
(Baby)
[Verse 1:]
I'm just out here chasing my dreams girl
But it's crazy cause that dream cost me my dream girl
Promise you I wouldn't change before I left
Now I think leaving is the one thing I regret
Cause the one thing I possess
It wasn't materials, wasn't checks, wasn't cars, wasn't clothes, or any part of success
It was you,
And without that in my life I'm depressed,
You became the new drug I couldn't get
And every time you came over I was on some shit, either too fucked up, or bitchin about how you dress
Even though I remember when you would lay with me when I ain't have a bed,
Buy me food and come wake me up with some head
You had me like a Dread locked down
But I wouldn't show it, instead got on that bus and left you blowing in the wind
Shit and it's fucked up cause every girl I'm with I see your face
Now summers here and I'm sitting outside your place singing this shit
[Hook:]
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
(What I gotta do to get you back?)
Don't give up on me baby
(I gotta sing to you? Haa)
Oh these times are hard
(Hard)
Yeah they're making us crazy
(Makin us crazy)
Don't give up on me baby
(Yeah)
[Verse 2:]
I never thought for a minute, if you showed me a picture of my life now, that you wouldn't be in it
Took me a couple years to say I loved you, but I meant it
When I said it, wasn't much of a romantic, but you get it
Didn't really smoke, but when I rolled it up you hit it, and we lit it up,
Shotgun in our kisses
And fuck these other bitches baby, fuck these other bitches in my bunk
Staring up at all your pictures that you sent me on my birthday, remember that? Cause I couldn't forget it
Like I forgot yours, but I'm sorry and I said it, I admit it, I fucked up, and I lied, but this is true
I don't know what home is because I'm lost without you,
Just like our favorite song, yeah blink 182
Now I just turn it off, when it comes on, I wish I hated you
I used to have someone at 3am that I could call, now it just rings and I don't get nothing at all
Where you at girl?
[Phone Call:]
[Phone Rings]
[Kells:] Come on pick up... Yeah hold on give me a minute
[Operator:] "Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system"
[Girl:] Hi, Uhm, I'm not here right now, Please leave a message [Beep]
[Kells:] Damn...
[Hook:]
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Oh these times are hard
Yeah they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me baby
Spordy (Skit) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Hey wuddup?
Damn it, ayo don’t answer the phone, don’t answer the phone
Why?
Cuz I need a voicemail for this record
Ha ha, ok
Sorry, I didn’t umm, like I wanna talk to you, I’m sorry, I wanna talk to you but..
Yo I wanna hear it though, let me hear it, can I hang up?
How you gonna hear it if I need you?
I’m in the studio right now on the microphone
Oh oh play it play it
No, you’re on the microphone, this is being recorded right now
This right now?
Yes, I was using your voicemail as a part in a song
And I’m in the booth right now and all the people in the fuckin’ studio are laughin’ right now
Oh fuck a’ight a’ight a’ight
But I’mma call you after and talk to you
Don’t want you thinkin’ I was using you for your voicemail
Haha, alright cool
Alright, bye
Idiot.
Damn it, ayo don’t answer the phone, don’t answer the phone
Why?
Cuz I need a voicemail for this record
Ha ha, ok
Sorry, I didn’t umm, like I wanna talk to you, I’m sorry, I wanna talk to you but..
Yo I wanna hear it though, let me hear it, can I hang up?
How you gonna hear it if I need you?
I’m in the studio right now on the microphone
Oh oh play it play it
No, you’re on the microphone, this is being recorded right now
This right now?
Yes, I was using your voicemail as a part in a song
And I’m in the booth right now and all the people in the fuckin’ studio are laughin’ right now
Oh fuck a’ight a’ight a’ight
But I’mma call you after and talk to you
Don’t want you thinkin’ I was using you for your voicemail
Haha, alright cool
Alright, bye
Idiot.
Highline Ballroom Soundcheck (Freestyle) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1:]
Ay yo, first off my name is, fuck that check the playlist
Bitch I'm trying to blow up like the Al Qaeda
But why do yall want to be famous? So I can pay for protection and pretend to be gangsta?
These rappers are five foot tall talkin' bout gang bangin'
I'm 6'3, I pee make em yellow like cold play is
6 D, up in a rental honda from A this bad bitches give me brain that explains my mindless behavior
But fuck em' I never mind them like a hater
Fuck this rap shit is wack, I'm going back to get paid under the table
This industry turns me off like I forgot to pay my cable
Bunch of males on these labels trying to stick it in my anal (what the fuck?)
So I fuck these girls cause they're rear ended (what?)
So motherfuck the world because its near endin' (ohhhh)
Uh, and if you scared go to church
Other than that, go get a shirt with my name on it, get your peers offended
You're tormented by face huh, yeah
It makes you think what ain't huh, yeah
So ship ship shimmy shimmy yah shimmy yay
Get your old dirty ass out the way, hold up
[Verse 2:]
(Kells, Kells its double XXL)
(We've got some wonderful news and I just wanted to tell)
(Now I know you and our freshmen issue don't sit well)
(So we said fuck everyone else give the cover to yourself)
I ain't ballin', but I'm at the free throw
There they go to college, but i know this gringo is copied more then the fucking kinko's
Me ho, mis amigos will cut you into burritos and feed you to the seagulls
Your career is over, finito (Fatality)
Yeah bitch yeah bitch call me Steve-O
I'm a jackass, I backhand my country's presidito
I don't take part in politics, where I'm from we call it deep throat
I'd rather fuck me a bitch and X men like Magneto
Now..call me an asshole but be tactical
Cause the wrong vernacular could turn something spectacular into a massacre
Microphone damager, midwest assassin, a cleveland cannibal animal eat too many of you faggots like bananas
My caskets are full of plants, make my lungs blacker then Janin, high as an intergalactic planets I think I work for NASA
My chucks are classic, body marked up like my managers calendar
Stand up fanatical still I've slept on like these mattresses
Wake up! can you see me? somebody get binoculars
I'm on top of a man and slapping two animal activists
Living up to the standards I got stuck with as a rapper
A havoc problematic psychopathic basic ambassador
(Cough cough)
Hot boxin' an Acura
Pants saggin', gettin' head from tabitha
Bitch I be that skinny muhfucka
Cleveland's what I'm reppin'
They already know the answer ain't no mothafuckin' question its Kells
[Verse 3:]
Yeah
I got more bars in the jail
I got more heat then sun itself
You would think I was a member of hell
You would think I wouldn't have any manners the way I'm using Biggie for myself
But, if any one of you got a problem then let me call P Diddy up on his cell and tell you
(FUCK THE WORLD DON'T ASK ME FOR SHIT)
All you industry bitches can suck my dick!
(FUCK THE WORLD DON'T ASK ME FOR SHIT)
I said all you industry bitches can suck my dick....bitch
Ay yo, first off my name is, fuck that check the playlist
Bitch I'm trying to blow up like the Al Qaeda
But why do yall want to be famous? So I can pay for protection and pretend to be gangsta?
These rappers are five foot tall talkin' bout gang bangin'
I'm 6'3, I pee make em yellow like cold play is
6 D, up in a rental honda from A this bad bitches give me brain that explains my mindless behavior
But fuck em' I never mind them like a hater
Fuck this rap shit is wack, I'm going back to get paid under the table
This industry turns me off like I forgot to pay my cable
Bunch of males on these labels trying to stick it in my anal (what the fuck?)
So I fuck these girls cause they're rear ended (what?)
So motherfuck the world because its near endin' (ohhhh)
Uh, and if you scared go to church
Other than that, go get a shirt with my name on it, get your peers offended
You're tormented by face huh, yeah
It makes you think what ain't huh, yeah
So ship ship shimmy shimmy yah shimmy yay
Get your old dirty ass out the way, hold up
[Verse 2:]
(Kells, Kells its double XXL)
(We've got some wonderful news and I just wanted to tell)
(Now I know you and our freshmen issue don't sit well)
(So we said fuck everyone else give the cover to yourself)
I ain't ballin', but I'm at the free throw
There they go to college, but i know this gringo is copied more then the fucking kinko's
Me ho, mis amigos will cut you into burritos and feed you to the seagulls
Your career is over, finito (Fatality)
Yeah bitch yeah bitch call me Steve-O
I'm a jackass, I backhand my country's presidito
I don't take part in politics, where I'm from we call it deep throat
I'd rather fuck me a bitch and X men like Magneto
Now..call me an asshole but be tactical
Cause the wrong vernacular could turn something spectacular into a massacre
Microphone damager, midwest assassin, a cleveland cannibal animal eat too many of you faggots like bananas
My caskets are full of plants, make my lungs blacker then Janin, high as an intergalactic planets I think I work for NASA
My chucks are classic, body marked up like my managers calendar
Stand up fanatical still I've slept on like these mattresses
Wake up! can you see me? somebody get binoculars
I'm on top of a man and slapping two animal activists
Living up to the standards I got stuck with as a rapper
A havoc problematic psychopathic basic ambassador
(Cough cough)
Hot boxin' an Acura
Pants saggin', gettin' head from tabitha
Bitch I be that skinny muhfucka
Cleveland's what I'm reppin'
They already know the answer ain't no mothafuckin' question its Kells
[Verse 3:]
Yeah
I got more bars in the jail
I got more heat then sun itself
You would think I was a member of hell
You would think I wouldn't have any manners the way I'm using Biggie for myself
But, if any one of you got a problem then let me call P Diddy up on his cell and tell you
(FUCK THE WORLD DON'T ASK ME FOR SHIT)
All you industry bitches can suck my dick!
(FUCK THE WORLD DON'T ASK ME FOR SHIT)
I said all you industry bitches can suck my dick....bitch
Letter To My Fans lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dubo)
Kells, to my fans
Hold me down mofucka
And that's all I say
[Verse 1]
When that crowd leave would you stay for me?
And if I don't become what they thought I was
In the time I should and my hype dies, would you wait for me?
Or be ashamed of me if I chose to bow out gracefully
Cause I know if I don't wanna lose myself
Then Hollywood ain't no place for me
What if I told you I ain't quit
And these drugs still is my rivals
Would you regret the fact that you sobered up
And had more heart than your idol
Or accept the fact that I'm just human, borderline suicidal
And is it blasphemous that these 2 fingers mean more to me than my bible?
Lord help cause I'm cause I'm hell bound
With the weight of the world I'm held down
Feels like I'm in hell now, maybe that's why I'm havin' this meltdown
Maybe that's why I hate fame, maybe that's why these J's lit
Cause I speak the real and get critisize
So I inhale and don't say shit
And I wake up, to the same shit
Cameras on with their hands out
And that fake smile that I hate now
Cause they're the one say I sold out
They're the one that will break out when I needed food for my daughter
And I'm the one who can't grow up so these fans will 'place my father
And these girls will 'place my momma, they give me love, I don't take it
Cause fuck love, these fucking hugs weren't around before I made it
And since I don't have no family EST is all that I got
Either drop me now or you die for life
Man it's EST or it's not
[Hook - Dubo]
This shit ain't right (uh)
Cause we never dead wrong or it's my fault (my fault)
This is my life (my life)
Now tell me are you gon' ride 'till the wheels fall off?
[MGK]
'Till the nightmares done
'Till the grey hairs come
'Till the friendship dissapear that we've had since day one
I said this is my life
So tell me are you gon' ride 'till the wheels fall off?
[Verse 2]
What if this is our climax?
What if everything peaks here?
What if we never get big and these days add on like leap year?
What if you were in my shoes?
Do you think you can fit 'em?
Or would put that gun to your fuckin' head
And regret the fact that you in 'em
Cause this ain't living, this shit prison
Whatever you see in videos, this isn't
Whatever I thought I knew, shit I didn't
Dealing with the consequences of my decision
Straight to the life of a lonely child
That couldn't find anyone to get through
For a life that's filled with cameras
Critisize everytime that I move
For the love I got for my fans
And the loyalty for my man's
Equaled out to the shows we dreamed of
With them bodies pack to those stands
And I did what they say I can't
So I'm living proof that you can
Go be great, chase your dream
We only got one life and one chance
[Hook]
Hold me down mofucka
And that's all I say
[Verse 1]
When that crowd leave would you stay for me?
And if I don't become what they thought I was
In the time I should and my hype dies, would you wait for me?
Or be ashamed of me if I chose to bow out gracefully
Cause I know if I don't wanna lose myself
Then Hollywood ain't no place for me
What if I told you I ain't quit
And these drugs still is my rivals
Would you regret the fact that you sobered up
And had more heart than your idol
Or accept the fact that I'm just human, borderline suicidal
And is it blasphemous that these 2 fingers mean more to me than my bible?
Lord help cause I'm cause I'm hell bound
With the weight of the world I'm held down
Feels like I'm in hell now, maybe that's why I'm havin' this meltdown
Maybe that's why I hate fame, maybe that's why these J's lit
Cause I speak the real and get critisize
So I inhale and don't say shit
And I wake up, to the same shit
Cameras on with their hands out
And that fake smile that I hate now
Cause they're the one say I sold out
They're the one that will break out when I needed food for my daughter
And I'm the one who can't grow up so these fans will 'place my father
And these girls will 'place my momma, they give me love, I don't take it
Cause fuck love, these fucking hugs weren't around before I made it
And since I don't have no family EST is all that I got
Either drop me now or you die for life
Man it's EST or it's not
[Hook - Dubo]
This shit ain't right (uh)
Cause we never dead wrong or it's my fault (my fault)
This is my life (my life)
Now tell me are you gon' ride 'till the wheels fall off?
[MGK]
'Till the nightmares done
'Till the grey hairs come
'Till the friendship dissapear that we've had since day one
I said this is my life
So tell me are you gon' ride 'till the wheels fall off?
[Verse 2]
What if this is our climax?
What if everything peaks here?
What if we never get big and these days add on like leap year?
What if you were in my shoes?
Do you think you can fit 'em?
Or would put that gun to your fuckin' head
And regret the fact that you in 'em
Cause this ain't living, this shit prison
Whatever you see in videos, this isn't
Whatever I thought I knew, shit I didn't
Dealing with the consequences of my decision
Straight to the life of a lonely child
That couldn't find anyone to get through
For a life that's filled with cameras
Critisize everytime that I move
For the love I got for my fans
And the loyalty for my man's
Equaled out to the shows we dreamed of
With them bodies pack to those stands
And I did what they say I can't
So I'm living proof that you can
Go be great, chase your dream
We only got one life and one chance
[Hook]
EP: "Half Naked & Almost Famous" (2012)
- Warning Shot lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Cassie)
- Wild Boy lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)
- See My Tears lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Half Naked & Almost Famous lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- EST 4 Life lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dubo & DJ Xplosive)
Warning Shot lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Cassie)
[Hook:]
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call, the final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
Came in no clout small bank and my big mouth
Small name but these big shots know just' what this kids bout
I said shit then I ment shit, corenor I dead shit
I treat hoes just like hoes that through bones go fetch shit
I'm pitbull, that x shit, that goin in at they neck shit
That we gon have a problem if I am not on the next shit
'Cause I wreck shit can't tame me I'm eminem and I'm jay z
I'm a renegade this rap shit me and all my boy like a-team
Fuck wrong with y'all this is my warning shot so I better see you ghost
Because I will treat competition like hoes, skip conversation and cum at their throates
Boy I'm from the c-l-e-v-e-l-a-n-d and I will be rappin that until I die
And you either with me or riding against me so lemme know put them L's up in the sky lace up
[Hook x2]
Call me the man, no better yet call me the kid
'Cause ain't nobody this young done what I did
'Cause ain't nobody this young go through the shit I went through these past couple years and lived.
Y'all suckers, hickey shit,
I'm a real rockstar, Nikki Sixx
I'm Minajin y'all jus watching got damn y'all Nikki's bitch
Can the game get anymore corny?
Can the fame get anymore boring?
Can any lame y'all think is dope put out garbage and make it easy for me?
Is it possible for anyone to adore me,
Is it possible for anyone to record me
So I can address all the people that took my clothes, videos, songs and put em out before me
And it's impossible to die
Possibly deliver the illest lyrics? Somebody call the paramedics
Somebody call the fucking paramedics
Is it even possible to lack the academics to get the credit in the city and never spend a minute in a class
Fuck that kiss my ass, drink til it's pitch black roll it up let me hit it.
[Hook x2]
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call, the final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
Came in no clout small bank and my big mouth
Small name but these big shots know just' what this kids bout
I said shit then I ment shit, corenor I dead shit
I treat hoes just like hoes that through bones go fetch shit
I'm pitbull, that x shit, that goin in at they neck shit
That we gon have a problem if I am not on the next shit
'Cause I wreck shit can't tame me I'm eminem and I'm jay z
I'm a renegade this rap shit me and all my boy like a-team
Fuck wrong with y'all this is my warning shot so I better see you ghost
Because I will treat competition like hoes, skip conversation and cum at their throates
Boy I'm from the c-l-e-v-e-l-a-n-d and I will be rappin that until I die
And you either with me or riding against me so lemme know put them L's up in the sky lace up
[Hook x2]
Call me the man, no better yet call me the kid
'Cause ain't nobody this young done what I did
'Cause ain't nobody this young go through the shit I went through these past couple years and lived.
Y'all suckers, hickey shit,
I'm a real rockstar, Nikki Sixx
I'm Minajin y'all jus watching got damn y'all Nikki's bitch
Can the game get anymore corny?
Can the fame get anymore boring?
Can any lame y'all think is dope put out garbage and make it easy for me?
Is it possible for anyone to adore me,
Is it possible for anyone to record me
So I can address all the people that took my clothes, videos, songs and put em out before me
And it's impossible to die
Possibly deliver the illest lyrics? Somebody call the paramedics
Somebody call the fucking paramedics
Is it even possible to lack the academics to get the credit in the city and never spend a minute in a class
Fuck that kiss my ass, drink til it's pitch black roll it up let me hit it.
[Hook x2]
Wild Boy lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Kells
I'm an East side Cleveland wild boy (East side Cleveland wild boy)
We got baseball bats like the Indians and my team pop off like cowboys.
You're a white flag, throw that towel boy
I'm a jump right in that crowd boy
I don't give a Shhh! keep it down boy
And I'm a fuck you blow that loud boy
All I know is how to kill everyone and my cells
All they know is they can kill anybody but Kells
I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail
But I'm in Mexico getting marijuana from Miguel.
Bring it back into the states, put in on the scale,
Measure out half an 8th put it in a shell.
Split it then I roll it then light it up like it's Independence Day.
I got a bottle rocket put it in the air
Snapback with my city on it, text back with your titties on it.
Levi's put your kitty on it, start Grindin' like the Clipse is on it.
Drank until I get pissy bitch, smoke until I get dizzy bitch
Lose control like Missy, but I'm a bad boy cause I'm with Diddy biiiiiitch
There he go that's john doe [x3]
Never mind that's just Kells with that heat, no LeBron tho
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o's
[Flocka]
(Bricksquad!) Uh-Oh! here come that bullshit, beat a nigga ass til the DJ stop the music
They say they want that wild shit, mosh pit, jump up in the crowd bitch, I'm so mother fuckin violent.
(Yeah Bitch) Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, we busting bottles with bad bitches blowin' weed smoke.
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, royal rumble in the club John Cen-o
I'm screaming Riverdale everywhere I go. I throw them bands hoe, drop it low
Fuck 5-0 I make my own rules, Suck my dragon balls bitch, call me Goku
(Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me, (Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me.
Machine Gun Kelly, Flocka that's the recipe. You gon' need King Kong if you step to me
(Yeah) Cobain's back, (Yeah) Cobain's back, got these crazy white boys yellin' Cobain's back.
I call my weed Nirvana, smells like teen spirit
And my packs so fucking loud you can't hear it. Ahhhh
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o's
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy!
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Kells
I'm an East side Cleveland wild boy (East side Cleveland wild boy)
We got baseball bats like the Indians and my team pop off like cowboys.
You're a white flag, throw that towel boy
I'm a jump right in that crowd boy
I don't give a Shhh! keep it down boy
And I'm a fuck you blow that loud boy
All I know is how to kill everyone and my cells
All they know is they can kill anybody but Kells
I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail
But I'm in Mexico getting marijuana from Miguel.
Bring it back into the states, put in on the scale,
Measure out half an 8th put it in a shell.
Split it then I roll it then light it up like it's Independence Day.
I got a bottle rocket put it in the air
Snapback with my city on it, text back with your titties on it.
Levi's put your kitty on it, start Grindin' like the Clipse is on it.
Drank until I get pissy bitch, smoke until I get dizzy bitch
Lose control like Missy, but I'm a bad boy cause I'm with Diddy biiiiiitch
There he go that's john doe [x3]
Never mind that's just Kells with that heat, no LeBron tho
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o's
[Flocka]
(Bricksquad!) Uh-Oh! here come that bullshit, beat a nigga ass til the DJ stop the music
They say they want that wild shit, mosh pit, jump up in the crowd bitch, I'm so mother fuckin violent.
(Yeah Bitch) Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, we busting bottles with bad bitches blowin' weed smoke.
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, royal rumble in the club John Cen-o
I'm screaming Riverdale everywhere I go. I throw them bands hoe, drop it low
Fuck 5-0 I make my own rules, Suck my dragon balls bitch, call me Goku
(Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me, (Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me.
Machine Gun Kelly, Flocka that's the recipe. You gon' need King Kong if you step to me
(Yeah) Cobain's back, (Yeah) Cobain's back, got these crazy white boys yellin' Cobain's back.
I call my weed Nirvana, smells like teen spirit
And my packs so fucking loud you can't hear it. Ahhhh
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
Fuck an eighth I need o's
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy,
I'ma wild boy, I'ma I'ma wild boy, I'ma wild boy!
See My Tears lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Rain, in the rain. Rain, in the rain.
Rain, in the rain. Rain, rain.
Every day I wake up to the same shit
In the same house with the same bricks,
In the same clothes with the same kicks
I might as well be in jail caged in.
Starin' at the wall waitin for a change, but
Dad telling me I gotta get a job.
Couldn't pay the bill so the light turned off.
Them Cleveland boys got it hard.
Oh my God, we living like this too long
Just to lose it all in a week.
My people too strong.
Get it? Me and my boys be blown,
Puffing on weed like it's the lawn.
Me and my boys tired of being here.
That is why we're gone.
They said we wouldn't amount to nothing, huh.
Y'all thought we was bluffing, huh?
Fought every temptation shit, I guess I'm David Ruffin huh?
Nowadays, we don't gotta do that dirt, tell my boys they good.
And nowadays my little girl won't have to work, moved her out the hood.
Look man, I been through it all, and I'm a be damned if I got this far,
And I let them strip me of this message let these haters take my heart.
This for the ones that had it hard, the ones like me, the underdogs.
This for the ones that waited for them clouds to fall, please God let it (Rain)
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
Underneath it all, we're just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it's just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
So I let it rain.
And they mad that I made it out the city.
But if you look I'm still out in the city.
Before anything I had cloud in the city.
Two other states and never bounced in the city.
Shout out to everybody that's proud in the city.
Everybody cheering in the crowd from the city.
Everyone that never had doubts in the city.
Cause they know I represent what we about in the city.
And I'm still laced up, tell the world ain't nothing changed.
Till it's hundred dollar bills in my pocket, then nothings changed.
If my team ain't with me, then I don't wanna thing.
Tell them I'll go broke before I run out on my gang.
EST over everything.
100 thousand plus, cult fan base yeah that is us, my songs tattooed on their body.
Troubled youth We bad as fuck.
And what?
Nobody gave a shit for broken mirrors.
So I care less about appearance.
Just as long as they can hear us.
We're fearless, we're stupid, we're dealers, we're losers.
We're killers, we're orphans, we're addicts, we're stealers.
We're shooters so kill us.
We are what they say we are until conformity hits us.
Or those clouds come down and take them all with us, please God let it (Rain)
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
Underneath it all, we're just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it's just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears, in the rain.
So I let it rain.
Rays in the rain. Rays in the rain.
Underneath it all we just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it's just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the (Rain).
Rain, in the rain. Rain, rain.
Every day I wake up to the same shit
In the same house with the same bricks,
In the same clothes with the same kicks
I might as well be in jail caged in.
Starin' at the wall waitin for a change, but
Dad telling me I gotta get a job.
Couldn't pay the bill so the light turned off.
Them Cleveland boys got it hard.
Oh my God, we living like this too long
Just to lose it all in a week.
My people too strong.
Get it? Me and my boys be blown,
Puffing on weed like it's the lawn.
Me and my boys tired of being here.
That is why we're gone.
They said we wouldn't amount to nothing, huh.
Y'all thought we was bluffing, huh?
Fought every temptation shit, I guess I'm David Ruffin huh?
Nowadays, we don't gotta do that dirt, tell my boys they good.
And nowadays my little girl won't have to work, moved her out the hood.
Look man, I been through it all, and I'm a be damned if I got this far,
And I let them strip me of this message let these haters take my heart.
This for the ones that had it hard, the ones like me, the underdogs.
This for the ones that waited for them clouds to fall, please God let it (Rain)
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
Underneath it all, we're just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it's just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
So I let it rain.
And they mad that I made it out the city.
But if you look I'm still out in the city.
Before anything I had cloud in the city.
Two other states and never bounced in the city.
Shout out to everybody that's proud in the city.
Everybody cheering in the crowd from the city.
Everyone that never had doubts in the city.
Cause they know I represent what we about in the city.
And I'm still laced up, tell the world ain't nothing changed.
Till it's hundred dollar bills in my pocket, then nothings changed.
If my team ain't with me, then I don't wanna thing.
Tell them I'll go broke before I run out on my gang.
EST over everything.
100 thousand plus, cult fan base yeah that is us, my songs tattooed on their body.
Troubled youth We bad as fuck.
And what?
Nobody gave a shit for broken mirrors.
So I care less about appearance.
Just as long as they can hear us.
We're fearless, we're stupid, we're dealers, we're losers.
We're killers, we're orphans, we're addicts, we're stealers.
We're shooters so kill us.
We are what they say we are until conformity hits us.
Or those clouds come down and take them all with us, please God let it (Rain)
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
Underneath it all, we're just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it's just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears, in the rain.
So I let it rain.
Rays in the rain. Rays in the rain.
Underneath it all we just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the, in the rain.
All around the world it's just the same, same, same.
You can't see my tears in the (Rain).
Half Naked & Almost Famous lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Uh, waiter bring another round please.
Bring that mother fucker back.
A couple more, they like it all please.
Cause y'all know how to act.
And I don't give a fuck, can I live?
Cause we be doin' too much shit,
Just a couple of kids from eastside of the 2-1-6
Bummin' a dollar and a dream real shit
Every day I wake up, higher than the night before
Blackin' out every night on tour
5 a.m we jump into the pool in our drawers
'Til the cops come. Run, run, fuck the law.
And I was born to be wild,
Sex, rock and roll and weed piles
Runnin' from the oldest seniles.
Follow in my steps, then you walkin' a green mile
Trees in my pockets like my denims a greenhouse.
Lead my team town?
Tell me what's my age again?
How many hours 'til I rage again?
This is the story of a young boy and the page we in
Say that he off chasin' fame again,
And there he goes... almost... famous bitch.
[Chorus:]
The bittersweet between my teeth
Tryin' to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeeaahhhhhh.
Uh, half naked and almost famous.
Wild nights and all those places.
I be, half naked and almost famous.
And when I get up I ain't changin',
Tell the world lace up.
Kells
Yea, come rage with the Machine bitch.
E.S.T the team bitch.
Never got a college degree,
Too busy raisin' hell like it was friday the 13th bitch.
Fuck clothes and fuck hoes
Hundred dollars worth of munchies, truckloads.
Eighty-nine cent slushy in the cuphold,
Don't know where I'm goin', but we gone... what's home?
Maybe I'll just mapquest my dream,
And it'll say the address was me.
So what I really wanted all alongs been camouflaged by deed?
I'm not a pro, I just dogged the lead?
California dreams,
Where we sittin up under the Cleveland weather and
Wishin' for heat, I guess I need to see the leather man?
Uh, I just wanna be young forever man
Roll the peter pan, light it up and let's Neverland.
Mother fucker I'm gone.
[Chorus:]
The bittersweet between my teeth
Tryin' to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeeaahhhhhh.
Uh, half naked and almost famous
(The bittersweet between my teeth)
Wild nights and all those places
(Tryin' to find the in-betweens)
I be, half naked and almost famous, famous.
(Fall back in love eventually)
And when I get out, I ain't changin' tell the world lace up.
Kells.
Bring that mother fucker back.
A couple more, they like it all please.
Cause y'all know how to act.
And I don't give a fuck, can I live?
Cause we be doin' too much shit,
Just a couple of kids from eastside of the 2-1-6
Bummin' a dollar and a dream real shit
Every day I wake up, higher than the night before
Blackin' out every night on tour
5 a.m we jump into the pool in our drawers
'Til the cops come. Run, run, fuck the law.
And I was born to be wild,
Sex, rock and roll and weed piles
Runnin' from the oldest seniles.
Follow in my steps, then you walkin' a green mile
Trees in my pockets like my denims a greenhouse.
Lead my team town?
Tell me what's my age again?
How many hours 'til I rage again?
This is the story of a young boy and the page we in
Say that he off chasin' fame again,
And there he goes... almost... famous bitch.
[Chorus:]
The bittersweet between my teeth
Tryin' to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeeaahhhhhh.
Uh, half naked and almost famous.
Wild nights and all those places.
I be, half naked and almost famous.
And when I get up I ain't changin',
Tell the world lace up.
Kells
Yea, come rage with the Machine bitch.
E.S.T the team bitch.
Never got a college degree,
Too busy raisin' hell like it was friday the 13th bitch.
Fuck clothes and fuck hoes
Hundred dollars worth of munchies, truckloads.
Eighty-nine cent slushy in the cuphold,
Don't know where I'm goin', but we gone... what's home?
Maybe I'll just mapquest my dream,
And it'll say the address was me.
So what I really wanted all alongs been camouflaged by deed?
I'm not a pro, I just dogged the lead?
California dreams,
Where we sittin up under the Cleveland weather and
Wishin' for heat, I guess I need to see the leather man?
Uh, I just wanna be young forever man
Roll the peter pan, light it up and let's Neverland.
Mother fucker I'm gone.
[Chorus:]
The bittersweet between my teeth
Tryin' to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeeaahhhhhh.
Uh, half naked and almost famous
(The bittersweet between my teeth)
Wild nights and all those places
(Tryin' to find the in-betweens)
I be, half naked and almost famous, famous.
(Fall back in love eventually)
And when I get out, I ain't changin' tell the world lace up.
Kells.
EST 4 Life lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dubo & DJ Xplosive)
[Intro:]
Let's bring some reality to it,
And the whole gang's in here, yeah, bitch (bitch)
[MGK:]
Ok, EST for life, 40 mothafuckin days
I hustled, 40 nights
I got 40 deep behind me, ain't it mothafuckin nice
40 swishas, 40 bitches, went from mothafuckin rice
[Dubo:]
Shut it down, EST we shut it down
All them bitches know what's up, EST we run it now
And if you think that I'm lying, better go ask somebody
I'm just one out of a million, laced up, tatted, ridin' shawty
[Hook:]
[MGK:] Ok now all I know is this hustle
[Dubo:] All I want's that cream!
[MGK:] If you ain't riding then fuck you!
[Dubo:] All I gots my team! screaming...
EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck)
EST (What the fuck)
[MGK:] Ok I do it all for my city
[Dubo:] All I know's these streets!
[MGK:] Throw it up if you with me!
[MGK:] and until I rest in peace! I'm screaming...
EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck)
EST (What the fuck)
[MGK:]
Ok, ok, I see they hide when we come 'round,
Get the fuck down, I am from the city where they bow,
Love that gun sound, I am from the city where the ride 'til the sun down, where they die by this tattoo, I rep nine so what's up now?
[Dubo:]
It's that reckless generation, EST my nation,
Mothafuck your time you taking, you know Cleveland's my location, straight shots with no chasing, fuck'em all in they faces,
They were sleeping on that shit I spit so I hawk spit in their faces
[MGK:]
I can't take it, everybody better get in their places,
Me and all of mine are looking like gorillas we fitted in all black you would think we racist,
L-l-light it up like it's Vegas, sh-shuttin' down all that fake shit,
And not a damn one of these haters show they faces they like Craigslist
[Dubo:]
(Must let it be known, if you pullin' up in my city you better holla 'daddy I'm home')
Yeah, we hustle like no other, no love and no supper 19 double X forever
[Hook:]
[MGK:] Ok now all I know is this hustle
[Dubo:] All I want is this cream!
[MGK:] If you ain't riding then fuck you!
[Dubo:] All I gots my team! screaming...
EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck)
EST (What the fuck)
[MGK:] Ok I do it all for my city
[Dubo:] All I know's these streets!
[MGK:] Throw it up if you with me!
[MGK:] And until I rest in peace! I'm screaming...
EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck)
EST (What the fuck)
[Outro: DJ Xplosive]
These mothafuckas don't know what tha fuck goin on
It's EST for life kno what I'm sayin
We gon ride together get high together & best believe we gon die together
I go by the name of DJ Xplosive & I'm stayin for this shit
Aye Kells, Dubo, Slim G fuck these hatin ass niggas either they run with us or they run from us
Let me kno put them L's up LACE THA FUCK UP!
Let's bring some reality to it,
And the whole gang's in here, yeah, bitch (bitch)
[MGK:]
Ok, EST for life, 40 mothafuckin days
I hustled, 40 nights
I got 40 deep behind me, ain't it mothafuckin nice
40 swishas, 40 bitches, went from mothafuckin rice
[Dubo:]
Shut it down, EST we shut it down
All them bitches know what's up, EST we run it now
And if you think that I'm lying, better go ask somebody
I'm just one out of a million, laced up, tatted, ridin' shawty
[Hook:]
[MGK:] Ok now all I know is this hustle
[Dubo:] All I want's that cream!
[MGK:] If you ain't riding then fuck you!
[Dubo:] All I gots my team! screaming...
EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck)
EST (What the fuck)
[MGK:] Ok I do it all for my city
[Dubo:] All I know's these streets!
[MGK:] Throw it up if you with me!
[MGK:] and until I rest in peace! I'm screaming...
EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck)
EST (What the fuck)
[MGK:]
Ok, ok, I see they hide when we come 'round,
Get the fuck down, I am from the city where they bow,
Love that gun sound, I am from the city where the ride 'til the sun down, where they die by this tattoo, I rep nine so what's up now?
[Dubo:]
It's that reckless generation, EST my nation,
Mothafuck your time you taking, you know Cleveland's my location, straight shots with no chasing, fuck'em all in they faces,
They were sleeping on that shit I spit so I hawk spit in their faces
[MGK:]
I can't take it, everybody better get in their places,
Me and all of mine are looking like gorillas we fitted in all black you would think we racist,
L-l-light it up like it's Vegas, sh-shuttin' down all that fake shit,
And not a damn one of these haters show they faces they like Craigslist
[Dubo:]
(Must let it be known, if you pullin' up in my city you better holla 'daddy I'm home')
Yeah, we hustle like no other, no love and no supper 19 double X forever
[Hook:]
[MGK:] Ok now all I know is this hustle
[Dubo:] All I want is this cream!
[MGK:] If you ain't riding then fuck you!
[Dubo:] All I gots my team! screaming...
EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck)
EST (What the fuck)
[MGK:] Ok I do it all for my city
[Dubo:] All I know's these streets!
[MGK:] Throw it up if you with me!
[MGK:] And until I rest in peace! I'm screaming...
EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck) EST (What the fuck)
EST (What the fuck)
[Outro: DJ Xplosive]
These mothafuckas don't know what tha fuck goin on
It's EST for life kno what I'm sayin
We gon ride together get high together & best believe we gon die together
I go by the name of DJ Xplosive & I'm stayin for this shit
Aye Kells, Dubo, Slim G fuck these hatin ass niggas either they run with us or they run from us
Let me kno put them L's up LACE THA FUCK UP!
mixtape: "Rage Pack" (2011)
- STFU lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Wild Boy lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)
- Half Naked And Almost Famous lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Chasing Pavements lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- The Pledge lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Warning Shot lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Livvi Franc)
- LTFU (One More Time) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- The Morning After Voicemail... lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Welcome To The Rage lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. The Madden Brothers)
- Fantasy (DIGIRAATII) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Aaron Lafette)
- On Fire (Drug Dealer Girl Part II) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Mike Posner)
- Thought I Was Gone, Hello lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
STFU lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
We got the beat, we got the beat, we got th-
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
With your loud ass
While I turn shit up with my jump in the crowd ass
Well I burn burn shit up with my just cocked an eighth and you gon' watch me blow this loud pack
With you bitch don't come back and hear you're not a loud ass
Just shut the fuck up!
Bitch stop trying to be fly
Bitch take off them glasses
It's dark as fuck we ain't outside bitch
And bring some more of your bitches
Stop bringing guys
It's 3am, you either fuckin or get the fuck out my ride, bitch
We got the beat, cause we got the beat
Running my mind, cause we got the beat
Running my mind
We got the beat, we got the beat
Shut the fuck up
With your rap motto and sing ass
With your bitch, you don't do a damn thing ass
With you, "Oh my God I think I'm gonna come up on stage with you"
Bitch no you can't ask
With your "Can I like have a drink? "
Bitch no you can't ask
Just shut the fuck up!
Using my government name like you know me
[?] one time now you my homie, fuck off
Now I got 20 single dollars for whichever of you run up
And mix every one of them
Shut the fuck up!
We got the beat, cause we got the beat
Running my mind, cause we got the beat
Running my mind
We got the beat, we got the beat
Shut the fuck up!
With your wanna shake my hand ass
With your "Hey white boy, let me hear you rap" ass
With your 45 years old trying to be my fuckin mom "pull up your pants" ass
With my "Bitch pull 'em down and kiss my ass" ass
(Just shut the fuck up!)
With your online thuggin tryin to be tough
With your see my in the streets and say what's up "What's up? "
Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come up
Is my damn self, hey yo Kell shut the fuck up!
Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come up
Is my damn self, hey yo Kell shut the fuck up!
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
With your loud ass
While I turn shit up with my jump in the crowd ass
Well I burn burn shit up with my just cocked an eighth and you gon' watch me blow this loud pack
With you bitch don't come back and hear you're not a loud ass
Just shut the fuck up!
Bitch stop trying to be fly
Bitch take off them glasses
It's dark as fuck we ain't outside bitch
And bring some more of your bitches
Stop bringing guys
It's 3am, you either fuckin or get the fuck out my ride, bitch
We got the beat, cause we got the beat
Running my mind, cause we got the beat
Running my mind
We got the beat, we got the beat
Shut the fuck up
With your rap motto and sing ass
With your bitch, you don't do a damn thing ass
With you, "Oh my God I think I'm gonna come up on stage with you"
Bitch no you can't ask
With your "Can I like have a drink? "
Bitch no you can't ask
Just shut the fuck up!
Using my government name like you know me
[?] one time now you my homie, fuck off
Now I got 20 single dollars for whichever of you run up
And mix every one of them
Shut the fuck up!
We got the beat, cause we got the beat
Running my mind, cause we got the beat
Running my mind
We got the beat, we got the beat
Shut the fuck up!
With your wanna shake my hand ass
With your "Hey white boy, let me hear you rap" ass
With your 45 years old trying to be my fuckin mom "pull up your pants" ass
With my "Bitch pull 'em down and kiss my ass" ass
(Just shut the fuck up!)
With your online thuggin tryin to be tough
With your see my in the streets and say what's up "What's up? "
Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come up
Is my damn self, hey yo Kell shut the fuck up!
Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come up
Is my damn self, hey yo Kell shut the fuck up!
Wild Boy lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
[Kells:]
I'm an East side Cleveland wild boy (East side Cleveland wild boy)
Got baseball bats like the Indians and my team pop off like cowboys.
You're a white flag, throw that towel boy
I'm a jump right in that crowd boy
You're a Shhh! keep it down boy
And I'm a fuck you blow that loud boy
All I know is how to kill everyone and my cells
All they know is they can kill anybody but Kells
I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail
But I'm in Mexico getting marijuanna from Miguel.
Bring it back into the states, put in on the scale,
Measure out half an 8th put it in a shell.
Split it then I roll it then light it up like it's Independence Day.
I got a bottle rocket put it in the air
Snapback with my city on it, text back with your titties on it.
Levi's put your kiddie on it, start grindin' like The Clipses on it.
Drank until I get pissy beyotch, smoke until I get dizzy beeyatch
Lose control like Missy, but I'm a bad boy cause I'm with Diddy biiiiiiatch
There he go that's john doe [x3]
Never mind that's just Kells with that heat, no LeBron tho
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
(Bricksquad!) Oh here come that bullshit, beat a nigga's ass til the DJ stop the music
They say they want that wild shit, mosh pit, jump up in the crowd bitch, I'm so mother fuckin violent.
(Yeah Bitch) Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, we busting bottles with bad bitches blowin' weed smoke.
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, royal rumble in the club John Cen-o
I'm screaming Riverdale everywhere I go. I throw them bands hoe, drop it low
Fuck 5-0 I make my own rules, Suck my dragon balls bitch, call me Goku
(Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me, (Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me.
Machine Gun Kelly, Flocka that's the recipe. You gon' need King Kong if you step to me
(Yeah) Cobain's back, (Yeah) Cobain's back, got these crazy white boys yellin' Cobain's back.
I call my weed Nirvana, smells like teen spirit
And my packs so fucking loud you can't hear it. Ahhhh
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a Wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a Wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
[Kells:]
I'm an East side Cleveland wild boy (East side Cleveland wild boy)
Got baseball bats like the Indians and my team pop off like cowboys.
You're a white flag, throw that towel boy
I'm a jump right in that crowd boy
You're a Shhh! keep it down boy
And I'm a fuck you blow that loud boy
All I know is how to kill everyone and my cells
All they know is they can kill anybody but Kells
I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail
But I'm in Mexico getting marijuanna from Miguel.
Bring it back into the states, put in on the scale,
Measure out half an 8th put it in a shell.
Split it then I roll it then light it up like it's Independence Day.
I got a bottle rocket put it in the air
Snapback with my city on it, text back with your titties on it.
Levi's put your kiddie on it, start grindin' like The Clipses on it.
Drank until I get pissy beyotch, smoke until I get dizzy beeyatch
Lose control like Missy, but I'm a bad boy cause I'm with Diddy biiiiiiatch
There he go that's john doe [x3]
Never mind that's just Kells with that heat, no LeBron tho
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
(Bricksquad!) Oh here come that bullshit, beat a nigga's ass til the DJ stop the music
They say they want that wild shit, mosh pit, jump up in the crowd bitch, I'm so mother fuckin violent.
(Yeah Bitch) Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, we busting bottles with bad bitches blowin' weed smoke.
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch I'm with Steve-O, royal rumble in the club John Cen-o
I'm screaming Riverdale everywhere I go. I throw them bands hoe, drop it low
Fuck 5-0 I make my own rules, Suck my dragon balls bitch, call me Goku
(Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me, (Yeah!) This liquor got the best of me.
Machine Gun Kelly, Flocka that's the recipe. You gon' need King Kong if you step to me
(Yeah) Cobain's back, (Yeah) Cobain's back, got these crazy white boys yellin' Cobain's back.
I call my weed Nirvana, smells like teen spirit
And my packs so fucking loud you can't hear it. Ahhhh
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, call me Steve-O,
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need o's
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a Wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a Wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
Half Naked And Almost Famous lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Uh, waiter bring another round please.
Bring that mother fucker back.
A couple more, they like it all please.
Cause y'all know how to act.
And I don't give a fuck, can I live?
Cause we be doin' too much shit,
Just a couple of kids from eastside of the 2-1-6
Bummin' a dollar and a dream real shit
Every day I wake, higher than the night before
Blackin' out every night on tour
5 a.m we jump into the pool with our drawers
'Til the cops come. Run, run, fuck the law.
And I was born to be wild,
Sex, rock and roll and weed piles
Runnin' from the oldest seniles.
Follow in my steps, then you walkin' a green mile
Trees in my pockets like my denims a greenhouse.
Lead my team town?
Tell me what's my age again?
How many hours 'til I rage again?
This is the story of a young boy and the page we in
Say that he off chasin' fame again,
And there he goes... almost... famous bitch.
[Chorus:]
The bittersweet between my teeth
Tryin' to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeeaahhhhhh.
Uh, half naked and almost famous.
Wild nights and all those places.
I be, half naked and almost famous.
And when I get up I ain't changin',
Tell the world lace up, kells
Yea, come rage with the Machine bitch.
E.S.T the team bitch.
Never got a college degree,
Too busy raisin' hell like it was friday the 13th bitch.
Fuck clothes and fuck hoes
Hundred dollars worth of munchies, truckloads.
Eighty-nine cent slushy in the cuphold,
Don't know where I'm goin', but we gone... what's home?
Maybe I'll just mapquest my dream,
And it'll say the address was me.
So what I really wanted all alongs been camouflaged by deed?
I'm not a pro, I just dogged the lead?
California dreams,
Where we sick of boring cleveland weather man
Wishin' for heat, I guess I need to see the leather man?
Uh, I just wanna be young forever man
Rolling peter pan, light it up and let's hit Neverland.
Mother fucker I'm gone.
[Chorus]
Bring that mother fucker back.
A couple more, they like it all please.
Cause y'all know how to act.
And I don't give a fuck, can I live?
Cause we be doin' too much shit,
Just a couple of kids from eastside of the 2-1-6
Bummin' a dollar and a dream real shit
Every day I wake, higher than the night before
Blackin' out every night on tour
5 a.m we jump into the pool with our drawers
'Til the cops come. Run, run, fuck the law.
And I was born to be wild,
Sex, rock and roll and weed piles
Runnin' from the oldest seniles.
Follow in my steps, then you walkin' a green mile
Trees in my pockets like my denims a greenhouse.
Lead my team town?
Tell me what's my age again?
How many hours 'til I rage again?
This is the story of a young boy and the page we in
Say that he off chasin' fame again,
And there he goes... almost... famous bitch.
[Chorus:]
The bittersweet between my teeth
Tryin' to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeeaahhhhhh.
Uh, half naked and almost famous.
Wild nights and all those places.
I be, half naked and almost famous.
And when I get up I ain't changin',
Tell the world lace up, kells
Yea, come rage with the Machine bitch.
E.S.T the team bitch.
Never got a college degree,
Too busy raisin' hell like it was friday the 13th bitch.
Fuck clothes and fuck hoes
Hundred dollars worth of munchies, truckloads.
Eighty-nine cent slushy in the cuphold,
Don't know where I'm goin', but we gone... what's home?
Maybe I'll just mapquest my dream,
And it'll say the address was me.
So what I really wanted all alongs been camouflaged by deed?
I'm not a pro, I just dogged the lead?
California dreams,
Where we sick of boring cleveland weather man
Wishin' for heat, I guess I need to see the leather man?
Uh, I just wanna be young forever man
Rolling peter pan, light it up and let's hit Neverland.
Mother fucker I'm gone.
[Chorus]
Chasing Pavements lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
"I made up my mind
Don't need to think it over
If I'm wrong I am right
Don't need to look no further
This ain't lust, I know
This is love...
Should I give up?
Or, should I just keep chasing pavements,
Even if it leads no where?
Oh, would it be a waste?
Even if I knew my place?
Should I leave it there?
Should I give up?
Or should I just keep on chasing pavements?"
[Verse 1:]
Fall asleep until the dream comes
Motherfuck reality
Happiness - I think I need some
So I overdose on fantasy
My life's euqation ain't complicated
Just a combination of hate is denominated as stated
No rest plus the cess and abuse to prescription meds
Times stressed equals out to be the motherfucking mess that is... Kells
The boy with no home
That's why I live in your speakers through this song
That's why they turn it up so loud the bass hits and
You can feel me when I'm gone
And when I die, spread my message like the Qu'ran
Motherfuckas gettin paid, I'm just tryna get saved
7 years of living crooked: I'm just tryna get straight
All the crack in my city even though these streets paved
Makes me wonder if I should let all my life dreams wait or should I...
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Bored out of my mind: I need a fuckin job
But they ain't hiring shit, that's why I fuckin rob
Had to hustle cause unless you got them test scores
Colleges only coming around here looking for Brett Favre
For the next star, or if you 6'4''
And if you can pitch, but other than that shit you just pitch raw
That's what I'm pissed for
Cause if you ain't worth a couple of dollars
These scholars is looking at you like "what do we need him for?"
I'm saying: just because I ain't Kareem
You tellin me I should give up on my dream?
You telling me I ain't shit cause I ain't working for degrees? Or on a team?
This country's flag is a joke
That shit should be painted green
Tell me when is currency valued over a human being?
When we stand for nothing, we falling for anything
But EST for life and that's exactly what I'll scream
Misunderstood until they answer one thing - What's that? Kells!
[Hook]
"I can barely talk by the way.
My mouth is fucking closed.
I just had surgery.
You know Motha fucka just a record deal.
We got dental insurance now biotch!"
Don't need to think it over
If I'm wrong I am right
Don't need to look no further
This ain't lust, I know
This is love...
Should I give up?
Or, should I just keep chasing pavements,
Even if it leads no where?
Oh, would it be a waste?
Even if I knew my place?
Should I leave it there?
Should I give up?
Or should I just keep on chasing pavements?"
[Verse 1:]
Fall asleep until the dream comes
Motherfuck reality
Happiness - I think I need some
So I overdose on fantasy
My life's euqation ain't complicated
Just a combination of hate is denominated as stated
No rest plus the cess and abuse to prescription meds
Times stressed equals out to be the motherfucking mess that is... Kells
The boy with no home
That's why I live in your speakers through this song
That's why they turn it up so loud the bass hits and
You can feel me when I'm gone
And when I die, spread my message like the Qu'ran
Motherfuckas gettin paid, I'm just tryna get saved
7 years of living crooked: I'm just tryna get straight
All the crack in my city even though these streets paved
Makes me wonder if I should let all my life dreams wait or should I...
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Bored out of my mind: I need a fuckin job
But they ain't hiring shit, that's why I fuckin rob
Had to hustle cause unless you got them test scores
Colleges only coming around here looking for Brett Favre
For the next star, or if you 6'4''
And if you can pitch, but other than that shit you just pitch raw
That's what I'm pissed for
Cause if you ain't worth a couple of dollars
These scholars is looking at you like "what do we need him for?"
I'm saying: just because I ain't Kareem
You tellin me I should give up on my dream?
You telling me I ain't shit cause I ain't working for degrees? Or on a team?
This country's flag is a joke
That shit should be painted green
Tell me when is currency valued over a human being?
When we stand for nothing, we falling for anything
But EST for life and that's exactly what I'll scream
Misunderstood until they answer one thing - What's that? Kells!
[Hook]
"I can barely talk by the way.
My mouth is fucking closed.
I just had surgery.
You know Motha fucka just a record deal.
We got dental insurance now biotch!"
The Pledge lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1]
It’s just uhh, trials and tribulations
This world is fuckin’ crazy
When I’m screamin’, “free my man”, the crowd’s screaming "congratulations"
Cuz we came from couches, two family houses, to corporations
And I know these streets are a dead end, but these streets embraced me
People I fuck with call me “Kellz”, that’s what the streets named me
Fuck where you think I’m from or how I live, the streets raised me
& fuck the world for hittin’ my girl with that stray, and let the tears run down my face onto a casket after wakenin’
I’m thankful for livin’ this long, cuz a lot of us don’t make it
RIP to homie Rock who got shot right after graduation
& JoJo was an animal, I guess that’s why they caged him
Caught in a vicious cycle of life as a young teenager
My history class is bullshit, they feed us false information
Fuck the founding fathers, millions died over Benjamin Franklin
My brother fought in Iraq, but it might as well been prison
Cuz he’s home but his sanity didn’t come wit him
Fuck the world screamin’..
[Hook]
I pledge allegiance, to the streets. Hold it down, keep it G
I gave the Lord, my soul to keep. That’s why I’m still standin, in my Chuck T’s
In my chuck T’s. In my chuck t’s. I’m still strong, in my chuck T’s
I pledge allegiance, to the fans, to be the realest motherfucker that I can
That I can, that I can. Remain the realest motherfucker that I can
So when they lay me down to sleep, the last of a dying breed.. RIP
[Verse 2]
Jesus died for me, government lied to me
These people say they loyal, I just hope they ride for me
& if I die before I wake, then cry for me
& keep my motherfuckin’ name alive for me
Now, I done seen some things that I would never tell my daughter
& did some shit that I’m ashamed of, forget of what I gotta
I know the Devil’s hot, but I got something hotter
& my boys ain’t from Jamaica, but they some fuckin’ Shottas
We never start no fights, but we’ll go to war
EST tatted on us, that’s something will die for
These faggots had shit handed to em, but we earned it
Roll a J, yell out my window, Lace the Fuck Up then I burn it
Turned into the opposite of what they thought I would, skippin’ classes
Voice of a revolution of troubled youth, kiss our asses
& if government conspiracies are lies, then why the dollar got the all seeing eye?
It’s just uhh, trials and tribulations
This world is fuckin’ crazy
When I’m screamin’, “free my man”, the crowd’s screaming "congratulations"
Cuz we came from couches, two family houses, to corporations
And I know these streets are a dead end, but these streets embraced me
People I fuck with call me “Kellz”, that’s what the streets named me
Fuck where you think I’m from or how I live, the streets raised me
& fuck the world for hittin’ my girl with that stray, and let the tears run down my face onto a casket after wakenin’
I’m thankful for livin’ this long, cuz a lot of us don’t make it
RIP to homie Rock who got shot right after graduation
& JoJo was an animal, I guess that’s why they caged him
Caught in a vicious cycle of life as a young teenager
My history class is bullshit, they feed us false information
Fuck the founding fathers, millions died over Benjamin Franklin
My brother fought in Iraq, but it might as well been prison
Cuz he’s home but his sanity didn’t come wit him
Fuck the world screamin’..
[Hook]
I pledge allegiance, to the streets. Hold it down, keep it G
I gave the Lord, my soul to keep. That’s why I’m still standin, in my Chuck T’s
In my chuck T’s. In my chuck t’s. I’m still strong, in my chuck T’s
I pledge allegiance, to the fans, to be the realest motherfucker that I can
That I can, that I can. Remain the realest motherfucker that I can
So when they lay me down to sleep, the last of a dying breed.. RIP
[Verse 2]
Jesus died for me, government lied to me
These people say they loyal, I just hope they ride for me
& if I die before I wake, then cry for me
& keep my motherfuckin’ name alive for me
Now, I done seen some things that I would never tell my daughter
& did some shit that I’m ashamed of, forget of what I gotta
I know the Devil’s hot, but I got something hotter
& my boys ain’t from Jamaica, but they some fuckin’ Shottas
We never start no fights, but we’ll go to war
EST tatted on us, that’s something will die for
These faggots had shit handed to em, but we earned it
Roll a J, yell out my window, Lace the Fuck Up then I burn it
Turned into the opposite of what they thought I would, skippin’ classes
Voice of a revolution of troubled youth, kiss our asses
& if government conspiracies are lies, then why the dollar got the all seeing eye?
Warning Shot lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Livvi Franc)
[Hook:]
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call, the final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
Came in no clout small bank and my big mouth
Small name but these big shots know just' what this kids bout
I said shit then I ment shit, corenor I dead shit
I treat hoes just like hoes that through bones go fetch shit
I'm pitbull, that x shit, that goin in at they neck shit
That we gon have a problem if I am not on the next shit
'Cause I wreck shit can't tame me I'm eminem and I'm jay z
I'm a renegade this rap shit me and all my boy like a-team
Fuck wrong with y'all this is my warning shot so I better see you ghost
Boy I'm from the c-l-e-v-e-l-a-n-d and I will be reppin that until I die
And you either with me or riding against me so lemme know put them l's up in the sky lace up
[Hook x2]
Call me the man, no better yet call me the kid
'Cause ain't nobody this young done what I did
'Cause ain't nobody this young go through the shit I went through these past couple years and lived.
Y'all suckers, hickey shit,
I'm a real rockstar nikki sixx
I'm minajin y'all jus watching got damn y'all nikki's bitch
Can the game get anymore corny?
Can the fame get anymore boring?
Can any lame y'all think is dope put out garbage and make it easy for me?
Is it possible for anyone to adore me,
Is it possible for anyone to record me
So I can address all the people that took my clothes, videos, songs and put em out before me
And it's impossible to die
Possibly to live with the endless lyrics? somebody call the paramedics
Somebody call the fucking paramedics
Is it even possible to lack the academics to get the credit in the city and never spend a minute in a class
Fuck that kiss my ass, drink til it's pitch black roll it up let me hit it.
[Hook x2]
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call, the final call
This is our warning shot ah ah
The final call
Came in no clout small bank and my big mouth
Small name but these big shots know just' what this kids bout
I said shit then I ment shit, corenor I dead shit
I treat hoes just like hoes that through bones go fetch shit
I'm pitbull, that x shit, that goin in at they neck shit
That we gon have a problem if I am not on the next shit
'Cause I wreck shit can't tame me I'm eminem and I'm jay z
I'm a renegade this rap shit me and all my boy like a-team
Fuck wrong with y'all this is my warning shot so I better see you ghost
Boy I'm from the c-l-e-v-e-l-a-n-d and I will be reppin that until I die
And you either with me or riding against me so lemme know put them l's up in the sky lace up
[Hook x2]
Call me the man, no better yet call me the kid
'Cause ain't nobody this young done what I did
'Cause ain't nobody this young go through the shit I went through these past couple years and lived.
Y'all suckers, hickey shit,
I'm a real rockstar nikki sixx
I'm minajin y'all jus watching got damn y'all nikki's bitch
Can the game get anymore corny?
Can the fame get anymore boring?
Can any lame y'all think is dope put out garbage and make it easy for me?
Is it possible for anyone to adore me,
Is it possible for anyone to record me
So I can address all the people that took my clothes, videos, songs and put em out before me
And it's impossible to die
Possibly to live with the endless lyrics? somebody call the paramedics
Somebody call the fucking paramedics
Is it even possible to lack the academics to get the credit in the city and never spend a minute in a class
Fuck that kiss my ass, drink til it's pitch black roll it up let me hit it.
[Hook x2]
LTFU (One More Time) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Time, one more time
One more time
One more time
One more...
Yeah, we gunna do it uh
For the nights in the past we ain't do enough
For the unforgettable nights we couldn't take in
Cause we were to busy guzzlin the gin
All in, til we spew it up
My city love me so whenever I'm home
I get the messages saying that it is on
Tell my homie Seven order up another zone
me and Dubo getting high, Slim pouring the patron
In the club nights, the rock boys in the building bitch
Muther fuck VIP
I'm trying to see all the girls in the crowd get wild
And which one of em is trying to suck D-I-C
Somebody go and tell the DJ to play my shit
"Man I'm so Cleveland", yeah thats my shit
Bottles all gone, take a few more sips
All these hoes got money, so I'm filthy rich
Rich, yup they rich, and they love to spend it all on my click
They know we don't like clothes so they strip
Sign my name all across they tits, shit
Now where we at next? I don't know but wherever we go don't dress
Half naked and my chucks still fresh
Half baked but I'm not no chef
Yes, let me hit it one more time like Brittany
Let me get 9 more shots like fifty
Bitch I hustle, but I ain't Nipsey
Bitch I rage, who gets tipsy?
Last call for alcohol
So all the hoes go and get in my bed
And I say hoes cuz I mean more than one
Ima freak, so girl go and grab your friend, kellz
[Hook]
One more time, kellz, kellz, kellz
One more time [x4]
Smokin out, pourin up
Keep a drink up in my cup [x3]
Smokin out, pourin up
LACE THE FUCK UP!
And I'm, back on my bullshit
Walk in the room can you smell that ugh shit
Speed it up in a giant red bull shit
'93 Michael Jordan red bull shit
And I'm so MVP, Derrick Rose ain't got shit on me
And I fuck like a porn star
All of the girls no I don't play ball
But they know that I got that D
I am on Jets, no NYC
Now I'm in stores like FYE
Saw my face on MTV
She suckin with no hands like an amputee
God dammit I'm me, dammit I'm Kellz
I don't cuff hoes, what I look like jail?
I just fuck hoes, and I fuck them well
And make them pay me, call that bail
Bottles on me like a newborn
Gotta put the crew on
Pull up to the party in an all black Yukon
Presidential shit, but I don't got a suit on
No shirt, gotta keep it hot like Tucson
And I rage, and I rage, better than yall
Any day, any place, bet I go hard
Step into the party and the cameras go awe
Little bit of liquor when I'm in my drawers
Oh naw, hell naw
I am wilder than a muther fuckin raina
I can smoke all your weed dude, can't I?
I be smoking shit that make you do the macarena
I be on the east side, i be with the gangstas
I be fucking your bitch, she is a complaina
Cuz she be screamin real loud like a singa
Let me hit it, let me hit it, one more time
One more time
One more time
One more...
Yeah, we gunna do it uh
For the nights in the past we ain't do enough
For the unforgettable nights we couldn't take in
Cause we were to busy guzzlin the gin
All in, til we spew it up
My city love me so whenever I'm home
I get the messages saying that it is on
Tell my homie Seven order up another zone
me and Dubo getting high, Slim pouring the patron
In the club nights, the rock boys in the building bitch
Muther fuck VIP
I'm trying to see all the girls in the crowd get wild
And which one of em is trying to suck D-I-C
Somebody go and tell the DJ to play my shit
"Man I'm so Cleveland", yeah thats my shit
Bottles all gone, take a few more sips
All these hoes got money, so I'm filthy rich
Rich, yup they rich, and they love to spend it all on my click
They know we don't like clothes so they strip
Sign my name all across they tits, shit
Now where we at next? I don't know but wherever we go don't dress
Half naked and my chucks still fresh
Half baked but I'm not no chef
Yes, let me hit it one more time like Brittany
Let me get 9 more shots like fifty
Bitch I hustle, but I ain't Nipsey
Bitch I rage, who gets tipsy?
Last call for alcohol
So all the hoes go and get in my bed
And I say hoes cuz I mean more than one
Ima freak, so girl go and grab your friend, kellz
[Hook]
One more time, kellz, kellz, kellz
One more time [x4]
Smokin out, pourin up
Keep a drink up in my cup [x3]
Smokin out, pourin up
LACE THE FUCK UP!
And I'm, back on my bullshit
Walk in the room can you smell that ugh shit
Speed it up in a giant red bull shit
'93 Michael Jordan red bull shit
And I'm so MVP, Derrick Rose ain't got shit on me
And I fuck like a porn star
All of the girls no I don't play ball
But they know that I got that D
I am on Jets, no NYC
Now I'm in stores like FYE
Saw my face on MTV
She suckin with no hands like an amputee
God dammit I'm me, dammit I'm Kellz
I don't cuff hoes, what I look like jail?
I just fuck hoes, and I fuck them well
And make them pay me, call that bail
Bottles on me like a newborn
Gotta put the crew on
Pull up to the party in an all black Yukon
Presidential shit, but I don't got a suit on
No shirt, gotta keep it hot like Tucson
And I rage, and I rage, better than yall
Any day, any place, bet I go hard
Step into the party and the cameras go awe
Little bit of liquor when I'm in my drawers
Oh naw, hell naw
I am wilder than a muther fuckin raina
I can smoke all your weed dude, can't I?
I be smoking shit that make you do the macarena
I be on the east side, i be with the gangstas
I be fucking your bitch, she is a complaina
Cuz she be screamin real loud like a singa
Let me hit it, let me hit it, one more time
The Morning After Voicemail... lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
New messages... Hey yo Kells this is Puff man. A yo what the fuck did y'all do to my crib last night man?! I lent you the keys for 24 fucking hours, cause y'all mother fucking nigga's got kicked out of all the hotels on the east coast. I'm trying to be a hospitable mother fucker, I lend y'all the keys I come back to my house me and my chick and there ain't no mother fucking front door man! What the fuck did y'all do with the front door man!? Then I walk in the house me and her we thirsty been out all day want some mother fucking Cîroc y'all nigga's drink up all the Cîroc. You got empty Cîroc bottles in my shit. At least throw the shits in the garbage, and then this is what takes the cake. When I was showing you the crib, you know I told you about my mother fucking Corinthian white leather couch that cost me seventy five thousand dollar's from Florance Italy. Y'all mother fuckers done tagged it up with a magic marker saying laced up! I don't know where the fuck y'all think your at, y'all like some Bob Derrick Cleavland nigga's. Man y'all gotta have a little bit of class and pay some respect, this is Corinthian leather from Florence! Somebody done wrote laced up on that shit the only thing that's about to be laced up is my foot up one of your mother fuckers asses! I'm madder than a mother fucker and I will be deducting this Corinthian seve... End of message... New messages... Ya and don't think your getting away with that shit if I can't get this, magic marker out of my seventy five thousand dollar white Corinthian imported from Florence couch. I will be making sure that shit is recoup-able mother fucker, but for real the only thing I'm really mad about is if y'all mother fuckers would of been raging this hard you could have gave a nigga a mother fucking heads up! So I could of stayed and raged with you cause if that's surely the way you rage I can't wait till I borrow your house I'm gonna burn that mother fucker down man! I'm proud of y'all mother fuckers for real this some real fly shit y'all have totally fucked my house up! LACE UP BITCH! BAD BOY! EST! A yo mother fucker bring my front door back.
Welcome To The Rage lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. The Madden Brothers)
I said it before
I say it again:
Rock, rock, rock!
Who want what?
I got a couple dance with my mans in a...
Think at a couple dance...
We're in the...
Yeah, I brought this mother fucker down
... you all fall down
I'm a show 'em what I got,
Make your door fall now! I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I said it before
I say it again:
Rock, rock, rock!
Welcome to the rage,
Welcome to the...
Welcome to the stay!
I got a bottle... anybody hates
I'm a pick it... mother fucker...
Oh, shit! yeah, bitch!
Tell me... what a fuck?
Don't know about that! what, what, what?
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
The shit, here we go!
I said it before
I say it again:
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
The shit, here we go!
Rock, rock!
I say it again:
Rock, rock, rock!
Who want what?
I got a couple dance with my mans in a...
Think at a couple dance...
We're in the...
Yeah, I brought this mother fucker down
... you all fall down
I'm a show 'em what I got,
Make your door fall now! I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I said it before
I say it again:
Rock, rock, rock!
Welcome to the rage,
Welcome to the...
Welcome to the stay!
I got a bottle... anybody hates
I'm a pick it... mother fucker...
Oh, shit! yeah, bitch!
Tell me... what a fuck?
Don't know about that! what, what, what?
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
The shit, here we go!
I said it before
I say it again:
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
What, what, what?
The shit, here we go!
Rock, rock!
Fantasy (DIGIRAATII) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Aaron Lafette)
[Intro: Aaron Lafette]
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Yeah, and they told me
All that glitters ain't gold
But I really wanna shine right now
And they told me the the sky's the limit
So I wonder if I can fly right now
Yeah, so I spread my wings
Jumped up and lived my dreams
I used to always say that I'd be fly
Now I got my head high
In the sky where the airplanes be
And now I'm reachin' up for the stars
Almost there
Told me I was dreamin' too big
I almost care
Till I hopped in my spaceship
And left the matrix
To a place where there's no more air
And now I go to sleep
Wherever they wanna be
Openin' my eyes seein' what they wanna see
And I never aged one year
Still a grown ass kid
You could never tell me what I'm gonna be
Cause I might wake up
And wanna be king
And see the president
And wanna be the same thing
Or maybe be a pilot
And buy my own island
With a million dollars that I earned last spring
And of course
You know I'd have the worlds prettiest girl
Waitin' for me when I go away
And when I get back
I'm a kiss her like the very first time
And take her to the malls and say
I want it all
[Hook 1: Aaron Lafette]
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
Living life like a movie scene
Let me tell you what it feels like
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
And I feel so free
Can't believe this real life
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, lights out and the whole city comes to life
See a star shoot past make a wish hope it comes tonight
But until then
Pack my bags put my headphones on
So everything can turn into a dream
And reality seems like I ain't been outta my bed in so long
I just wanna fly so high
And escape the real
Into a world that is all made up
So turn my alarm clock off
And lock the door
I wanna sleep until I can't wake up
Now with that being said
Bring me all the girls in the world
In a pool in my penthouse suite
And open up the shades
Get a view of the world
Out a window up 85, 000 feet
And then we jump
Lava lamps floatin' around us
I guess gravity never found us
They always said whatever you do remain grounded
But I've always been in the clouds my worlds groundless
So we go up, up, up we gone
And I don't wanna come back down
So I'm a do whatever whenever however that I gotta do it
To feel like I do right now
Cause every days good
Every nights great
Yesterdays lobster
Tonight it's steak
Spendin' my whole life
Lookin' for my place
I'm a star
Shoulda known that it was up in space
We all came out of the womb cryin'
I ended up shinin'
Tell me what you think 'bout that
My life did a whole 360
Front to back
And now I get whatever I want in one snap
And I want it all
[Hook 2: Aaron Lafette and Machine Gun Kelly]
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
Living life like a movie scene
Let me tell you what it feels like
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
And I feel so free
Can't believe this real life
And they told me
All that glitters ain't gold
But I really wanna shine right now
Can't believe this real life
And they told me the sky's the limit
So I wonder if I can fly right now
Can't believe this real life
Yeah all the glitters ain't gold
But I really wanna shine right now
Can't believe this real life
And they told me the sky's the limit
So I wonder if I can fly right now
[Outro: Aaron Lafette]
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
Living life like a movie scene
Let me tell you what it feels like
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
And I feel so free
Can't believe this real life
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
Living life like a movie scene
Let me tell you what it feels like
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
And I feel so free
Can't believe this real life
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Yeah, and they told me
All that glitters ain't gold
But I really wanna shine right now
And they told me the the sky's the limit
So I wonder if I can fly right now
Yeah, so I spread my wings
Jumped up and lived my dreams
I used to always say that I'd be fly
Now I got my head high
In the sky where the airplanes be
And now I'm reachin' up for the stars
Almost there
Told me I was dreamin' too big
I almost care
Till I hopped in my spaceship
And left the matrix
To a place where there's no more air
And now I go to sleep
Wherever they wanna be
Openin' my eyes seein' what they wanna see
And I never aged one year
Still a grown ass kid
You could never tell me what I'm gonna be
Cause I might wake up
And wanna be king
And see the president
And wanna be the same thing
Or maybe be a pilot
And buy my own island
With a million dollars that I earned last spring
And of course
You know I'd have the worlds prettiest girl
Waitin' for me when I go away
And when I get back
I'm a kiss her like the very first time
And take her to the malls and say
I want it all
[Hook 1: Aaron Lafette]
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
Living life like a movie scene
Let me tell you what it feels like
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
And I feel so free
Can't believe this real life
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, lights out and the whole city comes to life
See a star shoot past make a wish hope it comes tonight
But until then
Pack my bags put my headphones on
So everything can turn into a dream
And reality seems like I ain't been outta my bed in so long
I just wanna fly so high
And escape the real
Into a world that is all made up
So turn my alarm clock off
And lock the door
I wanna sleep until I can't wake up
Now with that being said
Bring me all the girls in the world
In a pool in my penthouse suite
And open up the shades
Get a view of the world
Out a window up 85, 000 feet
And then we jump
Lava lamps floatin' around us
I guess gravity never found us
They always said whatever you do remain grounded
But I've always been in the clouds my worlds groundless
So we go up, up, up we gone
And I don't wanna come back down
So I'm a do whatever whenever however that I gotta do it
To feel like I do right now
Cause every days good
Every nights great
Yesterdays lobster
Tonight it's steak
Spendin' my whole life
Lookin' for my place
I'm a star
Shoulda known that it was up in space
We all came out of the womb cryin'
I ended up shinin'
Tell me what you think 'bout that
My life did a whole 360
Front to back
And now I get whatever I want in one snap
And I want it all
[Hook 2: Aaron Lafette and Machine Gun Kelly]
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
Living life like a movie scene
Let me tell you what it feels like
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
And I feel so free
Can't believe this real life
And they told me
All that glitters ain't gold
But I really wanna shine right now
Can't believe this real life
And they told me the sky's the limit
So I wonder if I can fly right now
Can't believe this real life
Yeah all the glitters ain't gold
But I really wanna shine right now
Can't believe this real life
And they told me the sky's the limit
So I wonder if I can fly right now
[Outro: Aaron Lafette]
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
Living life like a movie scene
Let me tell you what it feels like
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
And I feel so free
Can't believe this real life
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
Living life like a movie scene
Let me tell you what it feels like
I close my eyes
Woke up and I saw my dream
And I feel so free
Can't believe this real life
On Fire (Drug Dealer Girl Part II) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Mike Posner)
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
Tell me why that everything that's bad feels so fuckin good? Devil in a red dress, she killin' me I knew she would. So bury me one foot for every inch of heel she's wearin'. UGH, I'm in lust still I can't trust this bitch, but I keep on starin'. What? Matter of fact, fuck that no emotions let's get high as fuck. I don't need a light she fire me up, pullin' out white like a styrofoam cup, no haircut but she lines me up. What the fuck? I don't even do this shit. What would happen if my friends knew this shit? And why the hell can't I refuse this bitch? This shit is crazy.
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
She got her legs spread wide for the kid and she beggin' me to come and get up in it, touchin' herself, while I took off of my 11s. Gotta a girl back home, and she callin' every minute. So I pick up like, "Bitch! Mind your motha fuckin business! " I'm serious. I'm trippin'. No, literally I'm trippin' out of all those drinks anything could've slipped in. Not to mention what she had me sniffin'. But she grabbed my dick, told me to forget about it and bit my lip. I told her, "Turn around while I turn the music loud. Whenever the bass hits then you strip." And then she did, but she pulled a little baggie out of her panties and put a pill on her breast. My mind said no, my dick said yes. I'm willin' to do whatever to feel her sex. This shit is crazy.
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
And she told me, "Speed it up, fuck me good, beat this pussy up like you should. Lay back down, keep it up, lemme show you how a real bitch do." All she wanna do is get dick and run. All I wanna do with this chick is cum. I've been in the pussy for about 2 hours, but I can't feel my shit, I'm numb. Her legs shakin' and my legs do the same, but it moves to my chest, to my brain, to the nerves in my face, so I can't feel that motha fucka. This ain't novocaine, bitch quit playin'. I don't even know your name. What the fuck you do to me? She said, "I'm the same one sellin' Oz. to Mike P and the one that made you OD." You stupid bitch...
[Sounds] [Giggling]
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
Tell me why that everything that's bad feels so fuckin good? Devil in a red dress, she killin' me I knew she would. So bury me one foot for every inch of heel she's wearin'. UGH, I'm in lust still I can't trust this bitch, but I keep on starin'. What? Matter of fact, fuck that no emotions let's get high as fuck. I don't need a light she fire me up, pullin' out white like a styrofoam cup, no haircut but she lines me up. What the fuck? I don't even do this shit. What would happen if my friends knew this shit? And why the hell can't I refuse this bitch? This shit is crazy.
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
She got her legs spread wide for the kid and she beggin' me to come and get up in it, touchin' herself, while I took off of my 11s. Gotta a girl back home, and she callin' every minute. So I pick up like, "Bitch! Mind your motha fuckin business! " I'm serious. I'm trippin'. No, literally I'm trippin' out of all those drinks anything could've slipped in. Not to mention what she had me sniffin'. But she grabbed my dick, told me to forget about it and bit my lip. I told her, "Turn around while I turn the music loud. Whenever the bass hits then you strip." And then she did, but she pulled a little baggie out of her panties and put a pill on her breast. My mind said no, my dick said yes. I'm willin' to do whatever to feel her sex. This shit is crazy.
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
And she told me, "Speed it up, fuck me good, beat this pussy up like you should. Lay back down, keep it up, lemme show you how a real bitch do." All she wanna do is get dick and run. All I wanna do with this chick is cum. I've been in the pussy for about 2 hours, but I can't feel my shit, I'm numb. Her legs shakin' and my legs do the same, but it moves to my chest, to my brain, to the nerves in my face, so I can't feel that motha fucka. This ain't novocaine, bitch quit playin'. I don't even know your name. What the fuck you do to me? She said, "I'm the same one sellin' Oz. to Mike P and the one that made you OD." You stupid bitch...
[Sounds] [Giggling]
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
Thought I Was Gone, Hello lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1: MGK]
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
[Verse 2: MGK]
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
[Verse 3: MGK]
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
[Verse 4: MGK]
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
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
[Verse 2: MGK]
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
[Verse 3: MGK]
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
[Verse 4: MGK]
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
Salute lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Everybody know I, do it
yall thought he was gone right?
y'all thought it was over
let me tell yall something though
when he say EST for life
He mean that shit
it's the return of the underdog
the voice of the people
and he's still 100 words and running
so yall better lace the fuck up
Straight from the mother fucking jungle
faught with lions tigers and bears
now I'm ready to rumble
yeah the good guy never wins
I'll be humble
whole city on my back
and I ain't gon' stumble
my heart blacker than Ethiopian skin tone
mama should've cut her filopeans
knowing i was gonna be a problem when i get this income
is kells here?
man please I been gone
and I'm never turning back again
'Cause a block wanna trap you in
I done lost too many friends to the streets out here
too soon to not know what's happening
call a taxi in
get a book read the facts again
ain't shit about us fancy man
welcome to the east side
we happy in
And Ima put this mother fucker on the map again
Heroes are remembered
Legends never die
I ain't dying any time soon
what am I?
the hometown hero
goddamn it with a legendary flow
and a name that's forever mine
Kells, can't nobody fuck with me
I'm on another level
ain't nobody up with me
pedals and feathers couldn't get you onto my level
and that's cool fuck company
everybody I'm good
yeah and when i step into the building
everybody put they mother fucking hands up
(put 'em up, put 'em up, lace up)
yeah and when i come into the spot
all the real mother fuckers gonna stand up
kells
who gon' stop me
who gon' stop me
underdog of the year
call me rocky
underdog of the year
call me rocky?
don't act like you ain't copy
bitch I'm hot shit
you can't knock me
this rock bottom
who gon' top me
EST be the team that got me
who gon' stop me
you gon' stop me?
everybody get the fuck out
show me a rapper that you think is iller than me
I bet I pull their fucking tongue out
nowadays everybody be thinking they balling
I came around and home runned on these players from the duggout
yeah bitch what now
hat to the side
bags underneath my eyes
got me looking like I'm strung out
can't even get outta bed
without a pair of original chucks laced up
then we looking to run out
> look at who I brung out
every show and every single city i step into
all the realest people come out
every single stage I'm on
Ima dumb out (?)
yelling EST until i blow a lung out
and that's why I love my fans
I swear my fans are my fam
took it from the bottom
and we never going back again
Lace Up Cleveland's on the map again
Kells
yeah and when I step into the building
everybody put they mother fucking hands up
(put 'em up, put 'em up, lace up)
yeah and when I come into the spot
all the real mother fuckers gonna stand up
kells
who gon' stop me
who gon' stop me
underdog of the year
call me rocky
underdog of the year
call me rocky?
don't act like you ain't copy
bitch I'm hot shit
you can't knock me
this rock bottom
who gon' top me
EST be the team that got me
who gon' stop me
you gon' stop me?
Lace Up
yall thought he was gone right?
y'all thought it was over
let me tell yall something though
when he say EST for life
He mean that shit
it's the return of the underdog
the voice of the people
and he's still 100 words and running
so yall better lace the fuck up
Straight from the mother fucking jungle
faught with lions tigers and bears
now I'm ready to rumble
yeah the good guy never wins
I'll be humble
whole city on my back
and I ain't gon' stumble
my heart blacker than Ethiopian skin tone
mama should've cut her filopeans
knowing i was gonna be a problem when i get this income
is kells here?
man please I been gone
and I'm never turning back again
'Cause a block wanna trap you in
I done lost too many friends to the streets out here
too soon to not know what's happening
call a taxi in
get a book read the facts again
ain't shit about us fancy man
welcome to the east side
we happy in
And Ima put this mother fucker on the map again
Heroes are remembered
Legends never die
I ain't dying any time soon
what am I?
the hometown hero
goddamn it with a legendary flow
and a name that's forever mine
Kells, can't nobody fuck with me
I'm on another level
ain't nobody up with me
pedals and feathers couldn't get you onto my level
and that's cool fuck company
everybody I'm good
yeah and when i step into the building
everybody put they mother fucking hands up
(put 'em up, put 'em up, lace up)
yeah and when i come into the spot
all the real mother fuckers gonna stand up
kells
who gon' stop me
who gon' stop me
underdog of the year
call me rocky
underdog of the year
call me rocky?
don't act like you ain't copy
bitch I'm hot shit
you can't knock me
this rock bottom
who gon' top me
EST be the team that got me
who gon' stop me
you gon' stop me?
everybody get the fuck out
show me a rapper that you think is iller than me
I bet I pull their fucking tongue out
nowadays everybody be thinking they balling
I came around and home runned on these players from the duggout
yeah bitch what now
hat to the side
bags underneath my eyes
got me looking like I'm strung out
can't even get outta bed
without a pair of original chucks laced up
then we looking to run out
> look at who I brung out
every show and every single city i step into
all the realest people come out
every single stage I'm on
Ima dumb out (?)
yelling EST until i blow a lung out
and that's why I love my fans
I swear my fans are my fam
took it from the bottom
and we never going back again
Lace Up Cleveland's on the map again
Kells
yeah and when I step into the building
everybody put they mother fucking hands up
(put 'em up, put 'em up, lace up)
yeah and when I come into the spot
all the real mother fuckers gonna stand up
kells
who gon' stop me
who gon' stop me
underdog of the year
call me rocky
underdog of the year
call me rocky?
don't act like you ain't copy
bitch I'm hot shit
you can't knock me
this rock bottom
who gon' top me
EST be the team that got me
who gon' stop me
you gon' stop me?
Lace Up
Chip Off The Block lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1:]
Whoever woulda thought that another motherfucker from the land woulda came up and made them stacks,
Never was warm in my city so I had to get on the record and come blaze these tracks,
And I'm all around haters everyday but I guess that's just what fame attracts,
Well, fuck that, where the bucks at man I need the green in my box like apple jacks,
Matter fact see me in a ride so foreign you can't understand,
6 speed hittin' 60, 0 to 3 so come catch me if you can
Speak in ebonics, give a fuck what Mr. Webster says,
Let a smart girl read my dictionary I call that Ms. Webster head
Man I gotta get it, when I'm gonna get it, how I gotta get it man whatever I'm a do I'll get that,
Every moment I want it 'cause everyday I be grindin' so when you wanna make a move I'm with that
I am a, chip off the block,
Monster in the booth, takin' off the lock,
And put the shit back on when I'm on the top,
So I got the game cuffed up like the cops,
And I don't fuck with them,
But the East side yeah I got love for them,
Anybody wanna hate on me then get on my level but you will never ever so I got scrubs for them,
Yeah I'm from the city where all of the good die young and the old don't make it,
So we just hangin' in the middle ground ready for whatever boy don't mistake it,
Bitch I'm from Cleveland bet they know what we claim,
'Cause we wildin' motherfuckers E.S.T. is the gang, bitch!
[Verse 2:]
Whoever, woulda guessed that a little white boy out the Midwest woulda did fuckin' numbers!
Everybody used to talk down now the whole world wanna be-fucking-come us!
We the new team, E.S.T,
Line full of hoes out to the VIP,
Everybody know I'm Number 23
When I'm on the court ballin' MVP, bitch!
Lemme take a little sip of the Vitamin Water and little hit of the kushi and I'm good,
Chilling up' in the clouds, you wanna fuck my day up, man I wish you would,
Bitch I'm the man, no longer the kid,
Must be the reason why all these grown folks on my dick,
Get off my ballsack, y'all makin' my draws sag,
Call Saks walk up in that bitch like gimme all that,
I never had nothin' so what else you think a little kid with a dream gon' do?
Ball without a budget like fuck it the middle finger crew,
Real people love me, the jealous tryna degrade my name,
Y'all must've lost ya fucking melons, boy I am the game.
[Verse 3:]
They shoulda never let me into the buildin' with a stereo of a pen and a pad I do damage,
Can't nobody ever do it like I do since a youngin' I've been going hard I'm the baddest,
Everybody from around the way that I knew in the past call me my city's savior,
But the people in the class wanna put me in the hall 'cause of my bad behavior.
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