[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, grilled cheese with no ham,
Lookin at my life like God damn,
I came from nothing no lie,
Bitch, now I want a piece of that pie that's why it's,
[Hook:]
All black tuxedos,
All black tuxedos,
No hand me down's no more it's just all black tuxedo's,
All black tuxedos,
All black tuxedos,
I came from nothing no lie,
Now it's all black tuxedos,
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Handshakes don't make friends boy,
Laziness don't make rent boy,
Shaker grad with no plans boy,
Single dad with no ends boy,
Now I only fuck 10's boy,
Life's a movie no lens boy,
Took it from the cement boy,
And I still kept it Cleveland boy,
[Verse 2: Tezo]
I come straight from the bottom just to get high at the top,
I got all of the juice somebody grab me a mop,
Real recognize real, look me dead in the eyes,
Calamari and steak, no more burgers and fries,
Cliquot keep me pissy, all my ex-hoes miss me,
Black Benz, that big body I call that bitch Missy,
Big bank take little bank, fuck what ya think,
You don't grind you don't shine,
You don't grind you don't shine, Tezo,
[Hook]
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
All black tuxedos,
All my bitches wear speedos,
[Tezo:]
Mobbed up like Sonny,
Wackin all of you weasels,
[Machine Gun Kelly:]
And I'm riding dirty, 4 wheels,
Smoking something illegal,
In the rear view is them people,
But it's fuck the law we don't see em,
[Tezo:]
I like my weed real loud, champagne cold,
I've been killin this shit since 17 years old,
Used to turn on the lights I saw nothing but roaches,
Now I turn on the lights I see Bentley's and Porsches, God damn,
[Hook]
[Outro:]
Uh, grilled cheese with no ham,
Lookin at my life like God damn,
Uh, I came from nothing no lie,
Bitch, now I want a piece of that pie that's why it's,
All black tuxedo's...
Mind Of A Stoner lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Wiz Khalifa)
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ok, I lost my job last night
Picked up my paycheck
But 35% of it's gone already cause Uncle Sam ain't get paid yet
Mom and them bitchin bout this rent
I ain't even gon' say shit
And half of what is left goes to her
(Why?) Cause I ain't use that latex, damn
Cheese sandwich and chips (meal)
Slim just spilled his drink in my Toyota 96 (wheels)
Well at least that blunt is lit
Don't they say life is what you make it?
Then I'm tryna make it money
And ride through my hood clean as Easter Sunday, that's wassup, uh
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
One time
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
One time
For the bullshit that you came from
Worked hard to get away from
But the devils there and you just can't seem to shake em
Two times
For them long nights that you stayed up
Thinkin about that paper
Crush it, lick it, split it, light it, blaze up
From the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner
Just the mind of a stoner, the mind of a stoner
Simpler thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner, oh
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Parents aren't doin much now since little brother got locked up
And I'm stuck smokin this mid waiting for the weed man to get stocked up
And my girl cancelled on me, said something else popped up
And I can't get with my ex now cause her ring finger all rocked up, damn,
No one likes you when your 23 without a plan
Sit around in apartments all day smokin weed and I'm like
"Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe"
Till I (skkrrrrrrttt) out in my Subaru and in the rear view is them lights
I'm talking about red white and blue
The same color as our flag
The one's that they say salute
But the ones that's whoopin my ass
And the same days that I'm happy
Is the same days that I'm mad
Cause I can't go 24 hours without shit happening to my ass, get high
[Hook]
[Outro: talking - Machine Gun Kelly]
Rollin up this weed
Thinkin about life
And you know what?
I'm good, yeah!
Ok, I lost my job last night
Picked up my paycheck
But 35% of it's gone already cause Uncle Sam ain't get paid yet
Mom and them bitchin bout this rent
I ain't even gon' say shit
And half of what is left goes to her
(Why?) Cause I ain't use that latex, damn
Cheese sandwich and chips (meal)
Slim just spilled his drink in my Toyota 96 (wheels)
Well at least that blunt is lit
Don't they say life is what you make it?
Then I'm tryna make it money
And ride through my hood clean as Easter Sunday, that's wassup, uh
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
One time
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
One time
For the bullshit that you came from
Worked hard to get away from
But the devils there and you just can't seem to shake em
Two times
For them long nights that you stayed up
Thinkin about that paper
Crush it, lick it, split it, light it, blaze up
From the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner
Just the mind of a stoner, the mind of a stoner
Simpler thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner, oh
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Parents aren't doin much now since little brother got locked up
And I'm stuck smokin this mid waiting for the weed man to get stocked up
And my girl cancelled on me, said something else popped up
And I can't get with my ex now cause her ring finger all rocked up, damn,
No one likes you when your 23 without a plan
Sit around in apartments all day smokin weed and I'm like
"Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe"
Till I (skkrrrrrrttt) out in my Subaru and in the rear view is them lights
I'm talking about red white and blue
The same color as our flag
The one's that they say salute
But the ones that's whoopin my ass
And the same days that I'm happy
Is the same days that I'm mad
Cause I can't go 24 hours without shit happening to my ass, get high
[Hook]
[Outro: talking - Machine Gun Kelly]
Rollin up this weed
Thinkin about life
And you know what?
I'm good, yeah!
D&G lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Sean McGee)
[Hook: Sean McGee]
Tryna figure out my dreams,
Cause I don't really feel like dreaming anymore,
Tryna figure out my dreams,
Cause I don't really feel like dreaming anymore,
I can't even lie I want the diamonds and gold,
Diamonds and gold, [x16]
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, stories of a Prima donna,
But when your broke that dream is common,
Where I'm from we don't see designer,
Where I'm from we just see dishonor,
Where I'm from I don't see my momma,
That bitch left me like Halley's Comet,
Can't look in my daddy's face,
The street's came in and took his place,
Sometimes I don't wanna wake up
Can't see past my bitches make-up,
I heard that boy done sold his soul,
For the price of them diamonds and gold
[Hook: Sean McGee]
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
It's hard to dream when you ain't sleepin right,
My fuckin nostrils look like poltergeists,
I miss going to rock at open mic's hoping that I got noticed by labels and blow up over night,
Never happened but passion led me like Holy Christ,
Good intentions just Breaking Bad like I'm Walter White,
I owe my life to my own advice,
"Follow your muthafuckin dreams until those visions come to life"
Till those diamonds glisten in the light,
Remember they wouldn't listen to us right?
But I never had to sell my soul,
To earn my right to these diamonds and gold.
[Hook: Sean McGee]
Tryna figure out my dreams,
Cause I don't really feel like dreaming anymore,
Tryna figure out my dreams,
Cause I don't really feel like dreaming anymore,
I can't even lie I want the diamonds and gold,
Diamonds and gold, [x16]
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, stories of a Prima donna,
But when your broke that dream is common,
Where I'm from we don't see designer,
Where I'm from we just see dishonor,
Where I'm from I don't see my momma,
That bitch left me like Halley's Comet,
Can't look in my daddy's face,
The street's came in and took his place,
Sometimes I don't wanna wake up
Can't see past my bitches make-up,
I heard that boy done sold his soul,
For the price of them diamonds and gold
[Hook: Sean McGee]
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
It's hard to dream when you ain't sleepin right,
My fuckin nostrils look like poltergeists,
I miss going to rock at open mic's hoping that I got noticed by labels and blow up over night,
Never happened but passion led me like Holy Christ,
Good intentions just Breaking Bad like I'm Walter White,
I owe my life to my own advice,
"Follow your muthafuckin dreams until those visions come to life"
Till those diamonds glisten in the light,
Remember they wouldn't listen to us right?
But I never had to sell my soul,
To earn my right to these diamonds and gold.
[Hook: Sean McGee]
Skate Cans lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Original Chuck's on, Laced Up like I'm takin em on a run.
They beggin me not to kill it, I tell em I'm havin fun.
They askin me how I do it, I tell em get on the real.
Meanin get on the grind, I'm ready now what's the deal?
My size 11's skate on the surface like hover craft.
A super hero, you think that I was a Thunder Cat.
I run with villains, my village callin me Son of Sam.
Because when I come around they st-s-s-stu tterin.
My body tatted, they say I look like graffiti.
That's why I be on the road when these regulars try to read me.
The way that people be starin, you'd think that I was a TV.
And when it comes to the haters, I cannot see em like Stevie.
But I be seein repeats of dead rappers like sixth sense.
My competition ain't worth nothin, like six cents.
MISFIT, I swear I'm sick shit.
You'd think I was Ryan Sheckler by the way I make the kicks flip.
Too cool, handshakes and dap's.
Servin all of these fools like pancakes in stacks.
Whoever thought that I wouldn't be damaging the tracks.
Was pullin they own legs, like hamstrings and calves.
I am the only great white.
Body look like a canvas, skin is covered with tatts.
Chuck's are always the Classics, look like I'm in the past.
Turn the noise up, 100 Words and Runnin, turn the noise up.
What I tell these people? Turn the noise up.
Transformers tatted on my arm like the toys, YUP!
I am the only great white.
Any time's my time, every day's grind time.
No chain needed, I am just a star.
Turn the noise up, 100 Words and Runnin, turn the noise up.
What I tell these people? Turn the noise up.
Best rapper alive who? Kells.
I'm so beyond my time, the Michelangelo or the second millennium.
I roll it up and get higher than condominiums.
My raps' braille the way the people be feelin em.
Midwest all the way to the other side of the Meridian.
Bet that, EST is in the spot now.
We be the crew all of these fools try to jock now.
Them type of dudes that'll make your mouth drop down.
Faces'll get twisted like they guzzlin Ciroc down.
We just, city slickers in search of them bigger figures.
This is more than a game, my business isn't to scrimmage.
And I be with the sickest cause I'm tryna be the illest.
With them Die Hard fans like Bruce Willis.
POW! POW! I'm in the cut like alcohol in the wound.
But I'm, trippin like I popped Adderal on the moon.
Focused, on killin tracks like I'm rappin em from the tomb.
R.I.P to this instrumental, lighters up for the tunes.
Every mornin I wake up and put my fitted on.
Which means that every day I wake and put my city on.
Cleveland, we ready just turn the MIDI on.
Kid Kells, feelin like a million, gone!
I am the only great white.
Body look like a canvas, skin is covered with tatts.
Chuck's are always the Classics, look like I'm in the past.
Turn the noise up, 100 Words and Runnin, turn the noise up.
What I tell these people? Turn the noise up.
Transformers tatted on my arm like the toys, YUP!
I am the only great white.
Any time's my time, every day's grind time.
No chain needed, I am just a star.
Turn the noise up, 100 Words and Runnin, turn the noise up.
What I tell these people? Turn the noise up.
Best rapper alive who? Kells.
They beggin me not to kill it, I tell em I'm havin fun.
They askin me how I do it, I tell em get on the real.
Meanin get on the grind, I'm ready now what's the deal?
My size 11's skate on the surface like hover craft.
A super hero, you think that I was a Thunder Cat.
I run with villains, my village callin me Son of Sam.
Because when I come around they st-s-s-stu tterin.
My body tatted, they say I look like graffiti.
That's why I be on the road when these regulars try to read me.
The way that people be starin, you'd think that I was a TV.
And when it comes to the haters, I cannot see em like Stevie.
But I be seein repeats of dead rappers like sixth sense.
My competition ain't worth nothin, like six cents.
MISFIT, I swear I'm sick shit.
You'd think I was Ryan Sheckler by the way I make the kicks flip.
Too cool, handshakes and dap's.
Servin all of these fools like pancakes in stacks.
Whoever thought that I wouldn't be damaging the tracks.
Was pullin they own legs, like hamstrings and calves.
I am the only great white.
Body look like a canvas, skin is covered with tatts.
Chuck's are always the Classics, look like I'm in the past.
Turn the noise up, 100 Words and Runnin, turn the noise up.
What I tell these people? Turn the noise up.
Transformers tatted on my arm like the toys, YUP!
I am the only great white.
Any time's my time, every day's grind time.
No chain needed, I am just a star.
Turn the noise up, 100 Words and Runnin, turn the noise up.
What I tell these people? Turn the noise up.
Best rapper alive who? Kells.
I'm so beyond my time, the Michelangelo or the second millennium.
I roll it up and get higher than condominiums.
My raps' braille the way the people be feelin em.
Midwest all the way to the other side of the Meridian.
Bet that, EST is in the spot now.
We be the crew all of these fools try to jock now.
Them type of dudes that'll make your mouth drop down.
Faces'll get twisted like they guzzlin Ciroc down.
We just, city slickers in search of them bigger figures.
This is more than a game, my business isn't to scrimmage.
And I be with the sickest cause I'm tryna be the illest.
With them Die Hard fans like Bruce Willis.
POW! POW! I'm in the cut like alcohol in the wound.
But I'm, trippin like I popped Adderal on the moon.
Focused, on killin tracks like I'm rappin em from the tomb.
R.I.P to this instrumental, lighters up for the tunes.
Every mornin I wake up and put my fitted on.
Which means that every day I wake and put my city on.
Cleveland, we ready just turn the MIDI on.
Kid Kells, feelin like a million, gone!
I am the only great white.
Body look like a canvas, skin is covered with tatts.
Chuck's are always the Classics, look like I'm in the past.
Turn the noise up, 100 Words and Runnin, turn the noise up.
What I tell these people? Turn the noise up.
Transformers tatted on my arm like the toys, YUP!
I am the only great white.
Any time's my time, every day's grind time.
No chain needed, I am just a star.
Turn the noise up, 100 Words and Runnin, turn the noise up.
What I tell these people? Turn the noise up.
Best rapper alive who? Kells.
50 Interlude lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. French Montana)
[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ech, pimpin
I got fifty hoes on my dick ain't that some shit
I got fifty hoes on my dick ain't that yo' bitch?
I got fifty hoes on my dick, every one of them vouchin'
I got fifty hoes
You got fifty hoes?
Hold on I'm counting, damn
Fifty hoes, fifty hoes, fifty hoes on my dick [x3]
Fifty hoes, fifty hoes, every one of them vouchin', damn
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
I got fifty hoes on my dick bitch
Fifty o's in my zip bitch
Burn the roof off this muhhfucka like I got fifty stoves in my whip bitch
We all smoking and driving
Might as well say that I'm flying
Might as well call me the pilot
Bitches in my cockpit I don't check mileage
I just fuck my ho like I'm 'sposed to
And when she bring her friends I fuck both
I brought the bitch to thanksgiving
Why?
Cus she fucks with me when I'm broke
Ain't nothing funny about the way I get money
And them Cleveland boys ain't no joke
I'm the truth and the truth is hard to swallow
So you better tell these bitches don't choke, echo
I got one bitch, I got two bitch, I got three bitch, I got four
I tell the fifth bitch to tell sixth bitch to get the seventh bitch to bring mo'.
Ain't no hand cuffin cousin
That bitch ain't on parole
And pimpin ain't easy pimp but pimpin's all that I know, God damn
[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
[Verse 2: French Montana]
Ay ay ay ay ay Montana
I got fifty hoes on my dick
I got bout fifty hoes on that strip
I got bout fifty load in that grip
I'll put bout fifty holes in your fit
My roof way back
Montana stay strapped
Fuckin niggas hate that
Bad bitches play back
My pinky 80 stacks
Cash I'm coppin
Diamonds shining rocky ASAP
I told them I be pimpin on them bitches
You can call me pimping ken
I fuck em once and tell em go and bring a friend
She ain't seen a real nigga ball in a minute
She ain't seen that money stacked tall to the ceiling
White Maybach no roof in the ceiling
When I take em to the crib all the bad bitches with it
[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ech, pimpin
I got fifty hoes on my dick ain't that some shit
I got fifty hoes on my dick ain't that yo' bitch?
I got fifty hoes on my dick, every one of them vouchin'
I got fifty hoes
You got fifty hoes?
Hold on I'm counting, damn
Fifty hoes, fifty hoes, fifty hoes on my dick [x3]
Fifty hoes, fifty hoes, every one of them vouchin', damn
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
I got fifty hoes on my dick bitch
Fifty o's in my zip bitch
Burn the roof off this muhhfucka like I got fifty stoves in my whip bitch
We all smoking and driving
Might as well say that I'm flying
Might as well call me the pilot
Bitches in my cockpit I don't check mileage
I just fuck my ho like I'm 'sposed to
And when she bring her friends I fuck both
I brought the bitch to thanksgiving
Why?
Cus she fucks with me when I'm broke
Ain't nothing funny about the way I get money
And them Cleveland boys ain't no joke
I'm the truth and the truth is hard to swallow
So you better tell these bitches don't choke, echo
I got one bitch, I got two bitch, I got three bitch, I got four
I tell the fifth bitch to tell sixth bitch to get the seventh bitch to bring mo'.
Ain't no hand cuffin cousin
That bitch ain't on parole
And pimpin ain't easy pimp but pimpin's all that I know, God damn
[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
[Verse 2: French Montana]
Ay ay ay ay ay Montana
I got fifty hoes on my dick
I got bout fifty hoes on that strip
I got bout fifty load in that grip
I'll put bout fifty holes in your fit
My roof way back
Montana stay strapped
Fuckin niggas hate that
Bad bitches play back
My pinky 80 stacks
Cash I'm coppin
Diamonds shining rocky ASAP
I told them I be pimpin on them bitches
You can call me pimping ken
I fuck em once and tell em go and bring a friend
She ain't seen a real nigga ball in a minute
She ain't seen that money stacked tall to the ceiling
White Maybach no roof in the ceiling
When I take em to the crib all the bad bitches with it
[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
Baddest lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1:]
Promethazine at 13 muthafucka,
Everything slow motion, I'm not an earthling muthafucka,
And you are not a girl your a goddess,
Us against world, girl I got us,
Benihanas for them lame shits,
She in the kitchen whippin cheese eggs with the same hand that she rolled the Js with,
6 inch heels,
5 course meals
4 years she's been my 32, my center like Shaquille,
One time for my bad bitches,
Whose mouths are sacreligious, cause magic is a sin, and my dick always vanishes.
Pictures on the cam of me shakin her ass,
Cause we drunk and wanna make this moment last,
And the way yo back arch, when u lay on that cushion,
The way yo toe's curl blowin smoke rings on the pussy,
Make that muthafucka cream, from squeezin on her cookie,
She want me to make her scream, I ain't a killer but don't push me
Police wanna lock me down, haters wanna shut me up,
Bitches fuckin with me now, u was with me coming up,
So I'm a hold u down cause u the only one that I can trust,
2 fingers represent and throw it up, Lace up bitch,
[Hook:]
And when it all falls down, and there is nothin left,
I'll still be around, Kells tatted on her breast,
I look up to the stars, made a wish to have everything in a girl,
Look down and there she is the baddest bitch in the world,
Baddest bitch in the world [x3],
She crazy but I love my babygirl, baddest bitch in the world,
[Verse 2:]
Popped her cherry at 14 muthafucka,
Dropped out and now she pop it-pop it-pop it like the twerk team muthafucka,
Embarrassed of the fact that she a stripper,
But maybe that's the reason that I'm with her,
Gave me excuses to fuck with these other hoes, while she dancin on a dick,
Knowin that she can't say shit,
Fighting every single night, but we fuckin every day,
But She know how to hold her own, and she do everything I say,
Bad bitch, (what she do?)
Left class just to pick me up and smash,
We ain't even go inside I just fucked her on the dash,
Bad boy, so she love it when I smack her on the ass,
Friends jealous cause they wantin what she have,
Scars underneath my tatts, she be worried I just laugh,
Sit back and roll a zig zag up with some hash and let it ash,
Cause if the world crash then at least we already fell into love,
And the J already burnin so wassup, muthafucka
It is us against the world so wassup, muthafucka
Back against the wall so wassup
[Hook]
Promethazine at 13 muthafucka,
Everything slow motion, I'm not an earthling muthafucka,
And you are not a girl your a goddess,
Us against world, girl I got us,
Benihanas for them lame shits,
She in the kitchen whippin cheese eggs with the same hand that she rolled the Js with,
6 inch heels,
5 course meals
4 years she's been my 32, my center like Shaquille,
One time for my bad bitches,
Whose mouths are sacreligious, cause magic is a sin, and my dick always vanishes.
Pictures on the cam of me shakin her ass,
Cause we drunk and wanna make this moment last,
And the way yo back arch, when u lay on that cushion,
The way yo toe's curl blowin smoke rings on the pussy,
Make that muthafucka cream, from squeezin on her cookie,
She want me to make her scream, I ain't a killer but don't push me
Police wanna lock me down, haters wanna shut me up,
Bitches fuckin with me now, u was with me coming up,
So I'm a hold u down cause u the only one that I can trust,
2 fingers represent and throw it up, Lace up bitch,
[Hook:]
And when it all falls down, and there is nothin left,
I'll still be around, Kells tatted on her breast,
I look up to the stars, made a wish to have everything in a girl,
Look down and there she is the baddest bitch in the world,
Baddest bitch in the world [x3],
She crazy but I love my babygirl, baddest bitch in the world,
[Verse 2:]
Popped her cherry at 14 muthafucka,
Dropped out and now she pop it-pop it-pop it like the twerk team muthafucka,
Embarrassed of the fact that she a stripper,
But maybe that's the reason that I'm with her,
Gave me excuses to fuck with these other hoes, while she dancin on a dick,
Knowin that she can't say shit,
Fighting every single night, but we fuckin every day,
But She know how to hold her own, and she do everything I say,
Bad bitch, (what she do?)
Left class just to pick me up and smash,
We ain't even go inside I just fucked her on the dash,
Bad boy, so she love it when I smack her on the ass,
Friends jealous cause they wantin what she have,
Scars underneath my tatts, she be worried I just laugh,
Sit back and roll a zig zag up with some hash and let it ash,
Cause if the world crash then at least we already fell into love,
And the J already burnin so wassup, muthafucka
It is us against the world so wassup, muthafucka
Back against the wall so wassup
[Hook]
Miss Me lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dub O)
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Cleveland on my back L's up when you see me
Came from the underground now they on tv swear to God haaan
Ain't shit changed
Fool, you can miss me with that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical "he isn't lyrical" barbershop chat shit
Miss me with that frat shit
Only university I graduated was Hard Knocks
I'm from Cleveland where they trap shit
Five bucks for the catfish, five bucks for the bad bitch
Five bucks in a drought in this city could get you a piece of that cactus
With saran wrap for the wrapping
What u mean?
Meaning we bundling all of this loud into Garcia Vegas
I swear it's contagious the way that we passed it
Patches on my denim vest about as old as my dad is
Blood stains on my chucks cus well we know what that is
Jet lag from these long flights still sitting coach like it's practice
Feeling like students when the schools back I'm trying to see what first class is
Cash is the root of all evil
But maybe that's why I do bad shit
Fact is, I do what I need
Cause the country we live in is fascist,
And no Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist,
Could've seen what I seen without IMAX's and 3D glasses
Ya'll in family houses like Bob Saget
Both parents
I was on family couches like "you don't want it?" ill wear it
Inheriting hand me downs as a grown man, embarrassed
And these dreams seem far-fetched
When reality is you're sharing a shirt, shower, and shitter while your newborns in the carriage
Packaging groceries in bags for an hourly seven dollar average
This ain't living this is strife, mixed with Hennessey and some sprite
But maybe one day they'll remember me like they remember Mike
When I'm gone
Uh, Kells
Maybe they'll remember me when I'm gone
[Hook 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
When my times up on this earth
And they bury me in the dirt
Don't say that I ain't milk this life for everything that it's worth (everything that it's worth)
And when I die remember me like Kurt, BANG!
[Verse 2: Dub-O]
And they say Dub quit with that humble shit
You can only be cool for so long
Don't misjudge I'm not the one you wanna rumble with
Write it down, take a pic
Do whatever you gotta do to remember me
I'm in your memory for infinity
And the same goes for your bitch
Remember me from Kennedy
Or East High on the east side where niggas die over anything
Yeah, Dub-O,
Oh, you ain't know?
I got go, I rock shows, I be calling plays like Flaco,
But I'm so Cleveland it's a damn shame
And EST is my damn gang been reppin that since way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne it's Cliquot for the champions now where the hell is my damn ring?
Biatch, celebration for nothing let you believe what you see
I'm in the back but no frontin
7 days out the week I be working I'm full of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of defeat
Remember who told you
I'm gone
Remember me when I'm gone
[Hook 2: Dub-O]
When the time is up on my watch
And they bury me in that box
Don't say I ain't give this game everything that I got (everything that I got)
And when I die remember me like Pac, BANG!
Cleveland on my back L's up when you see me
Came from the underground now they on tv swear to God haaan
Ain't shit changed
Fool, you can miss me with that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical "he isn't lyrical" barbershop chat shit
Miss me with that frat shit
Only university I graduated was Hard Knocks
I'm from Cleveland where they trap shit
Five bucks for the catfish, five bucks for the bad bitch
Five bucks in a drought in this city could get you a piece of that cactus
With saran wrap for the wrapping
What u mean?
Meaning we bundling all of this loud into Garcia Vegas
I swear it's contagious the way that we passed it
Patches on my denim vest about as old as my dad is
Blood stains on my chucks cus well we know what that is
Jet lag from these long flights still sitting coach like it's practice
Feeling like students when the schools back I'm trying to see what first class is
Cash is the root of all evil
But maybe that's why I do bad shit
Fact is, I do what I need
Cause the country we live in is fascist,
And no Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist,
Could've seen what I seen without IMAX's and 3D glasses
Ya'll in family houses like Bob Saget
Both parents
I was on family couches like "you don't want it?" ill wear it
Inheriting hand me downs as a grown man, embarrassed
And these dreams seem far-fetched
When reality is you're sharing a shirt, shower, and shitter while your newborns in the carriage
Packaging groceries in bags for an hourly seven dollar average
This ain't living this is strife, mixed with Hennessey and some sprite
But maybe one day they'll remember me like they remember Mike
When I'm gone
Uh, Kells
Maybe they'll remember me when I'm gone
[Hook 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
When my times up on this earth
And they bury me in the dirt
Don't say that I ain't milk this life for everything that it's worth (everything that it's worth)
And when I die remember me like Kurt, BANG!
[Verse 2: Dub-O]
And they say Dub quit with that humble shit
You can only be cool for so long
Don't misjudge I'm not the one you wanna rumble with
Write it down, take a pic
Do whatever you gotta do to remember me
I'm in your memory for infinity
And the same goes for your bitch
Remember me from Kennedy
Or East High on the east side where niggas die over anything
Yeah, Dub-O,
Oh, you ain't know?
I got go, I rock shows, I be calling plays like Flaco,
But I'm so Cleveland it's a damn shame
And EST is my damn gang been reppin that since way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne it's Cliquot for the champions now where the hell is my damn ring?
Biatch, celebration for nothing let you believe what you see
I'm in the back but no frontin
7 days out the week I be working I'm full of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of defeat
Remember who told you
I'm gone
Remember me when I'm gone
[Hook 2: Dub-O]
When the time is up on my watch
And they bury me in that box
Don't say I ain't give this game everything that I got (everything that I got)
And when I die remember me like Pac, BANG!
Street Dreams lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Intro:]
On a east side night
Under that street light
On the corner of don't think twice
I find my mind where it shouldn't be
[Verse 1:]
Crack Rock in that pad lock
With a stash spot in my ragtop
Street dreams down the block from my dads spot
Bad cops on my payroll
At a buck a pop like Faygo
Add 50 Cent for like 3 keys,
Open up the doors for that Yayo,
White nights cause I make snow
Bright lights then I lay low,
Fight nights I'm like Mike Tyson
K/o for that peso
That's the life that we chose
Talking bout
Money cars and these clothes
Fuckin with
Twenty broads that's exposed
And we in the
Strip clubs till they close
These are the chronicles of a hood muthafucka doin what he gotta do to get paid
Chronic smoke In every follicle of my shades
Writing my obituary diggin my grave,
Cause all they say is jail or death,
And I figure there ain't nothin left,
That I ain't did and since I'm knee deep in my shit, don't hold my breath,
[Snap]
Oh shit,
Guess it's back to that broke shit,
Roach clip in my ashtray
2Pac on my posters
Dreams of living like Sosa,
But I'm wakin up on this sofa,
Said I'm wakin up on this sofa,
I ain't waiting round here no longer,
Get it how you live it bitch we livin dirty
Most of us that's livin now ain't livin thirty,
Get it how you live it bitch we livin dirty
Cock that.38 put on my mask and it gets blurry
I don't think you heard me,
[Hook:]
What I need a shirt for?
When you beast shit and you go hard till that tours gone and you back onto that street shit,
What I need this shirt for?
When these tattoos that I bleed with say everything about my story come read this,
What I need a shirt for? Huh? [x3]
When I go hard
So hard, to get everything that I worked for
[Verse 2:]
At the top is no friends dawg,
At the bottom ain't shit dawg,
Middle man'n ain't it dawg,
Plotting drinkin this Hen dog
And I said lord my savior,
Have I not protected my neighbor,
Have I not neglected these haters,
Have I not kept you in my prayers,
So when my life keeps going downhill am I wrong for looking upstairs?
Am I wrong for feeling you hate me, am I wrong for thinking you'd care?
Am I wrong for keepin this weed lit and these smoke clouds In this air?
But I can't sleep without my mind gone cause of shit I witnessed last year,
That boy that left out was just family,
I ain't see the shit comin,
We was supposed to be at these Grammy's
We was supposed to be stuntin,
Shit, we was supposed to somethin,
Fuck that we was supposed to be brothers,
Helped you out when you were struggling, I don't owe you nothing muthafucka.
[Hook]
On a east side night
Under that street light
On the corner of don't think twice
I find my mind where it shouldn't be
[Verse 1:]
Crack Rock in that pad lock
With a stash spot in my ragtop
Street dreams down the block from my dads spot
Bad cops on my payroll
At a buck a pop like Faygo
Add 50 Cent for like 3 keys,
Open up the doors for that Yayo,
White nights cause I make snow
Bright lights then I lay low,
Fight nights I'm like Mike Tyson
K/o for that peso
That's the life that we chose
Talking bout
Money cars and these clothes
Fuckin with
Twenty broads that's exposed
And we in the
Strip clubs till they close
These are the chronicles of a hood muthafucka doin what he gotta do to get paid
Chronic smoke In every follicle of my shades
Writing my obituary diggin my grave,
Cause all they say is jail or death,
And I figure there ain't nothin left,
That I ain't did and since I'm knee deep in my shit, don't hold my breath,
[Snap]
Oh shit,
Guess it's back to that broke shit,
Roach clip in my ashtray
2Pac on my posters
Dreams of living like Sosa,
But I'm wakin up on this sofa,
Said I'm wakin up on this sofa,
I ain't waiting round here no longer,
Get it how you live it bitch we livin dirty
Most of us that's livin now ain't livin thirty,
Get it how you live it bitch we livin dirty
Cock that.38 put on my mask and it gets blurry
I don't think you heard me,
[Hook:]
What I need a shirt for?
When you beast shit and you go hard till that tours gone and you back onto that street shit,
What I need this shirt for?
When these tattoos that I bleed with say everything about my story come read this,
What I need a shirt for? Huh? [x3]
When I go hard
So hard, to get everything that I worked for
[Verse 2:]
At the top is no friends dawg,
At the bottom ain't shit dawg,
Middle man'n ain't it dawg,
Plotting drinkin this Hen dog
And I said lord my savior,
Have I not protected my neighbor,
Have I not neglected these haters,
Have I not kept you in my prayers,
So when my life keeps going downhill am I wrong for looking upstairs?
Am I wrong for feeling you hate me, am I wrong for thinking you'd care?
Am I wrong for keepin this weed lit and these smoke clouds In this air?
But I can't sleep without my mind gone cause of shit I witnessed last year,
That boy that left out was just family,
I ain't see the shit comin,
We was supposed to be at these Grammy's
We was supposed to be stuntin,
Shit, we was supposed to somethin,
Fuck that we was supposed to be brothers,
Helped you out when you were struggling, I don't owe you nothing muthafucka.
[Hook]
Swing Life Away lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Kellin Quinn)
[Intro Guitar]
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Am I loud and clear?
Or do I gotta scream like I did every day when I was a troubled teen, huh?
Do you want to know my past and see every single scar and know what they mean, huh?
17 running up in Mickey D's begging for a double cheese, huh,
Singing "I don't want to grow up don't nobody like you when your 23"
I came from nothing but a fucking unsupportive father I don't ever see,
I had to watch a crooked jury put my brother in the penitentiary,
I never fit in.
Criticism, made me the man I couldn't be,
I'm reminiscing on when life was different spending every day at Chuckee Cheese, uh
[Hook: Kellin Quinn]
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
And I'll run these streets if you give me a chance,
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
I've been here so long,
Maybe I should runaway,
Try to find a summer day,
What is love,
Love is pain,
Love is butterflies and stomach aches,
Love is looking out a windowpane, tears dripping looking like you're in the rain,
For someone you don't even know but for somebody you may never see again,
I am only alive once,
And I'm a die when God wants,
So fill the sky with diamonds,
Because that's how it's gonna look when I'm gone,
Had a vision as a kid that one day I would change the world with my song,
Several years have passed and now that vision came to life that boy's a fucking icon,
[Hook: Kellin Quinn]
[Bridge: Machine Gun Kelly]
Sometimes I don't want to fucking wake up,
When all they want to do is bring me down,
And all the things I've went through as I came up,
Are the fucking reasons why I run this town,
[Hook: Kellin Quinn and Machine Gun Kelly]
We live on front porches and swing life away,
(And to my fans, I told you)
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
And I'll run these streets if you give me a chance,
We live on front porches and swing life away,
(All my dreamers)
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
(Stay real)
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
(And to my love)
And I'll run these streets if you give me a chance,
(Stay here)
Swing life away,
(What we do)
Swing life away,
(And what we do)
Swing life away,
(Yeah)
Swing life away,
(And we just)
Swing life away,
(Let's swing life away)
Swing life away,
(Let's swing life away)
Swing life away,
(Let's swing life away)
Swing life away.
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Am I loud and clear?
Or do I gotta scream like I did every day when I was a troubled teen, huh?
Do you want to know my past and see every single scar and know what they mean, huh?
17 running up in Mickey D's begging for a double cheese, huh,
Singing "I don't want to grow up don't nobody like you when your 23"
I came from nothing but a fucking unsupportive father I don't ever see,
I had to watch a crooked jury put my brother in the penitentiary,
I never fit in.
Criticism, made me the man I couldn't be,
I'm reminiscing on when life was different spending every day at Chuckee Cheese, uh
[Hook: Kellin Quinn]
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
And I'll run these streets if you give me a chance,
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
I've been here so long,
Maybe I should runaway,
Try to find a summer day,
What is love,
Love is pain,
Love is butterflies and stomach aches,
Love is looking out a windowpane, tears dripping looking like you're in the rain,
For someone you don't even know but for somebody you may never see again,
I am only alive once,
And I'm a die when God wants,
So fill the sky with diamonds,
Because that's how it's gonna look when I'm gone,
Had a vision as a kid that one day I would change the world with my song,
Several years have passed and now that vision came to life that boy's a fucking icon,
[Hook: Kellin Quinn]
[Bridge: Machine Gun Kelly]
Sometimes I don't want to fucking wake up,
When all they want to do is bring me down,
And all the things I've went through as I came up,
Are the fucking reasons why I run this town,
[Hook: Kellin Quinn and Machine Gun Kelly]
We live on front porches and swing life away,
(And to my fans, I told you)
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
And I'll run these streets if you give me a chance,
We live on front porches and swing life away,
(All my dreamers)
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
(Stay real)
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
(And to my love)
And I'll run these streets if you give me a chance,
(Stay here)
Swing life away,
(What we do)
Swing life away,
(And what we do)
Swing life away,
(Yeah)
Swing life away,
(And we just)
Swing life away,
(Let's swing life away)
Swing life away,
(Let's swing life away)
Swing life away,
(Let's swing life away)
Swing life away.
Home Soon lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1:]
They told me to write a soundtrack
For the kids who ain't have shit
No problem, flashback me 2006
Broke as piss, scraping bus fare up
Dolla fifty cents, get out of school and go to work
Matter fact fuck all this I quit
I got a dream that we gon change the world soon
And one day get the fuck outta this bedroom
Maybe write a song for the girl who cries when she thinks of her past
But just press play, I tell her smile and then she laughs, look at that, yeah
Music makes the world go round
And the ones in search of freedom generates into a crowd
All it takes is one believer with a voice to introduce us to what's real
And since my throat is clear I guess that's why I'm here
See my teachers told me go away to college
But what they don't tell you is ain't no guarantees if you're a scholar
Even with 18 degrees, you could be jobless with Uncle Sam in your pockets
So I said fuck my doctrines
Rapped and made more money than these doctors
Now one day ill be too fly driving three girls in my four door while these five J's make a fellowship of smoke rings bitch I'm Frodo lost it all this year but bounced back like a pogo, Kells,
[Hook:]
And we just watch the sun turn into the moon
Sit back and hope that these December nights turn into June
See it started as a dream, that dream came true
Send a message to my city tell them we'll be home soon, home soon
[x2]
[Verse 2:]
And I'm like what we waiting round for
Found something to celebrate now we on round four
Ground floor was the past now the sky is the limit penthouse edition
Exhibit a: a bunch of young muhfuckas livin
I used to hustle to get it
Used up all of my minutes
In hopes of one of my ex's telling me she owned a business and heard bout my situation here's a check for a million
But this is reality and charity don't go to sinners
But clarity comes in pinners of marijuana and splinters
An absentee in attendance at all my high school events
I just wasn't fond of attention when all I had was resentment
I started out as a freshman and graduated a henchman
I worked my way up to Jimmy
Worked my way up the totem
And those who hated on me was just adding weight to my scrotum
See life is a poker game I got the hand now I ain't folding
I'm King Midas touch my future with this hand now that shits golden, whoo
One day ill be too fly whippin three girls in my four door while these five J's make a fellowship of smoke rings bitch I'm Frodo lost it all this year but bounced back like a pogo, man I swear to God
[Hook]
They told me to write a soundtrack
For the kids who ain't have shit
No problem, flashback me 2006
Broke as piss, scraping bus fare up
Dolla fifty cents, get out of school and go to work
Matter fact fuck all this I quit
I got a dream that we gon change the world soon
And one day get the fuck outta this bedroom
Maybe write a song for the girl who cries when she thinks of her past
But just press play, I tell her smile and then she laughs, look at that, yeah
Music makes the world go round
And the ones in search of freedom generates into a crowd
All it takes is one believer with a voice to introduce us to what's real
And since my throat is clear I guess that's why I'm here
See my teachers told me go away to college
But what they don't tell you is ain't no guarantees if you're a scholar
Even with 18 degrees, you could be jobless with Uncle Sam in your pockets
So I said fuck my doctrines
Rapped and made more money than these doctors
Now one day ill be too fly driving three girls in my four door while these five J's make a fellowship of smoke rings bitch I'm Frodo lost it all this year but bounced back like a pogo, Kells,
[Hook:]
And we just watch the sun turn into the moon
Sit back and hope that these December nights turn into June
See it started as a dream, that dream came true
Send a message to my city tell them we'll be home soon, home soon
[x2]
[Verse 2:]
And I'm like what we waiting round for
Found something to celebrate now we on round four
Ground floor was the past now the sky is the limit penthouse edition
Exhibit a: a bunch of young muhfuckas livin
I used to hustle to get it
Used up all of my minutes
In hopes of one of my ex's telling me she owned a business and heard bout my situation here's a check for a million
But this is reality and charity don't go to sinners
But clarity comes in pinners of marijuana and splinters
An absentee in attendance at all my high school events
I just wasn't fond of attention when all I had was resentment
I started out as a freshman and graduated a henchman
I worked my way up to Jimmy
Worked my way up the totem
And those who hated on me was just adding weight to my scrotum
See life is a poker game I got the hand now I ain't folding
I'm King Midas touch my future with this hand now that shits golden, whoo
One day ill be too fly whippin three girls in my four door while these five J's make a fellowship of smoke rings bitch I'm Frodo lost it all this year but bounced back like a pogo, man I swear to God
[Hook]
Dark Side Of The Moon lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Hook:]
The dark side of the moon looks like an only child who can't fit into place
The dark side of the moon looks like a single mother bruises on her face
The dark side of the moon looks like somebody's sister yelling out "rape"
The dark side of the moon is eminent because you can't escape fate
Yeah, the dark side of the moon.
[Verse 1:]
Tommy was young
Tommy had everything you could want as an adolescent except for having fun
Tommy was young
Susceptible to all the repercussions of being a drunk fathers only son
Tommy was dumb
Get your ass in that room till I come back you piece of shit
But dad would never come...
Tommy was dumb
Students would laugh at him and attack him after their classes until Tommy would run
Tommy was numb
Too many years of feeling degraded now hatred is the only feeling that comes
Tommy was numb
Fuck this
Ran into his high school
[Click click]
Tommy's got a gun
[Hook]
[Guitar solo]
[Verse 2:]
Hailey's in love
But Hailey's in 7th grade entertaining and dating a 21 year old scrub
Hailey's in love
Bailing on class to give him some action in the back of his daddy's old truck
Now Hailey threw up
A couple weeks after their interaction, guess her man didn't use no glove
Hailey knew but
Couldn't bear it to watch the parents she loved and cherished see their little girl knocked up
Hailey's school bus
Got the word about what happened now even the faculty is whispering that she's a slut
Hailey's in love
But Hailey's more afraid of being hated now her and her baby brainless in the tub, damn
The dark side of the moon looks like an only child who can't fit into place
The dark side of the moon looks like a single mother bruises on her face
The dark side of the moon looks like somebody's sister yelling out "rape"
The dark side of the moon is eminent because you can't escape fate
Yeah, the dark side of the moon.
[Verse 1:]
Tommy was young
Tommy had everything you could want as an adolescent except for having fun
Tommy was young
Susceptible to all the repercussions of being a drunk fathers only son
Tommy was dumb
Get your ass in that room till I come back you piece of shit
But dad would never come...
Tommy was dumb
Students would laugh at him and attack him after their classes until Tommy would run
Tommy was numb
Too many years of feeling degraded now hatred is the only feeling that comes
Tommy was numb
Fuck this
Ran into his high school
[Click click]
Tommy's got a gun
[Hook]
[Guitar solo]
[Verse 2:]
Hailey's in love
But Hailey's in 7th grade entertaining and dating a 21 year old scrub
Hailey's in love
Bailing on class to give him some action in the back of his daddy's old truck
Now Hailey threw up
A couple weeks after their interaction, guess her man didn't use no glove
Hailey knew but
Couldn't bear it to watch the parents she loved and cherished see their little girl knocked up
Hailey's school bus
Got the word about what happened now even the faculty is whispering that she's a slut
Hailey's in love
But Hailey's more afraid of being hated now her and her baby brainless in the tub, damn
"Lace Up" (2012)
- Save Me lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. M. Shadows and Synyster Gates)
- What I Do lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Bun B and Dubo)
- Wild Boy lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Waka Flocka Flame)
- Lace Up lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Lil Jon)
- Stereo lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Fitts)
- All We Have lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Anna Yvette)
- See My Tears lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- D3MONS lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. DMX)
- Edge Of Destruction lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Tech N9ne & Twista)
- Runnin' lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Planet VI)
- Invincible lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Ester Dean)
- On My Way lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- End Of The Road lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Mat Musto)
- Half Naked & Almost Famous lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- La La La (The Floating Song) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Hold On (Shut Up) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Young Jeezy)
- Warning Shot lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Cassie)
Save Me lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. M. Shadows and Synyster Gates)
From the bottom of the ash I rose (I rose)
To the top I go
Where I'm from it's cold
But I don't need this coat, keep my sleeves rolled
Got my city's area code on my shoulder
216 forever in my soul
Swear to God every single night it's gets colder
No heat so we all around that stove like
"Fuck this broke shit",
Petty ass hustling, couldn't even sell one zone
Slim still workin at the store and the only time we ever get to eat is when he brings something home
Everyday is dark here,
Praying for a rainbow to lead us to that pot of gold
And exchange those nights on a concrete floor for a bottle of Rose to pop that bitch off like we suppose to
Never gave a fuck if we went gold,
I just wanna be able to say that I made it
Cause' real EST motherfuckers don't fold, real EST motherfuckers don't break up
Real family grows old, Real EST motherfuckers representing for the city where they came even when they gone
And fuck this throne, ain't no kings, no pretty princess, ain't no queen
No fairy tale endings on the east side, just these broken bones and these screams
Broken bones underneath these jeans,
Broken bricks cover up my streets
Friends outside trying to get their fix, while my first born in here trying to get sleep
Motherfuck this rap shit, try burying your boy 6 feet let me show you about real,
Try telling me that you can't make it up out the city 26 dollars to multi-mill's
Face inside of the double XL, then try coming back to the east side still
Well bitch I did, and it's still the kid, labeled a Bad Boy before this deal
What up Slim, Dub, Xplo, Dre, Swirv, Ash, my boy BK
And everybody from the beginning that bled with me knowing I would be here one day
So as I roll through all the hoods that raised me,
Looking at the house of pain
I'm a runaway from the ones that pay me, hoping I'll stay the same.
Can't you save me?
Can't you save me?
Can't you save me?
Can't you save me?
To the top I go
Where I'm from it's cold
But I don't need this coat, keep my sleeves rolled
Got my city's area code on my shoulder
216 forever in my soul
Swear to God every single night it's gets colder
No heat so we all around that stove like
"Fuck this broke shit",
Petty ass hustling, couldn't even sell one zone
Slim still workin at the store and the only time we ever get to eat is when he brings something home
Everyday is dark here,
Praying for a rainbow to lead us to that pot of gold
And exchange those nights on a concrete floor for a bottle of Rose to pop that bitch off like we suppose to
Never gave a fuck if we went gold,
I just wanna be able to say that I made it
Cause' real EST motherfuckers don't fold, real EST motherfuckers don't break up
Real family grows old, Real EST motherfuckers representing for the city where they came even when they gone
And fuck this throne, ain't no kings, no pretty princess, ain't no queen
No fairy tale endings on the east side, just these broken bones and these screams
Broken bones underneath these jeans,
Broken bricks cover up my streets
Friends outside trying to get their fix, while my first born in here trying to get sleep
Motherfuck this rap shit, try burying your boy 6 feet let me show you about real,
Try telling me that you can't make it up out the city 26 dollars to multi-mill's
Face inside of the double XL, then try coming back to the east side still
Well bitch I did, and it's still the kid, labeled a Bad Boy before this deal
What up Slim, Dub, Xplo, Dre, Swirv, Ash, my boy BK
And everybody from the beginning that bled with me knowing I would be here one day
So as I roll through all the hoods that raised me,
Looking at the house of pain
I'm a runaway from the ones that pay me, hoping I'll stay the same.
Can't you save me?
Can't you save me?
Can't you save me?
Can't you save me?
What I Do lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Bun B and Dubo)
[Hook:]
Uh, I see em' try but they can't do what I do, what I do, Y
Eah, And I'm gon' die before the day that I lose, that I lose!
Bitch I am the man mufucka, the man mufucka
Bring the horns in like I am the band mufucka
Talking 'bands' mufucka, bands mufucka
Cause' this kid is worth a couple hundred grand mufucka
And I stand mufucka, never ran mufucka
I ain't backing down I put that on my fam mufucka
Damn, I'm so hot you'll catch a tan mufucka, no cam, this is really who I am, wassup?
[Verse 1: Bun B]
They say everybody been waiting
To see the OG skating On 4's and Vogue's no Dayton
Their license plate just draping I'm the topic of conversation
When it comes to the one they hating
But I don't start of compensating I just brush it off, it ain't Nothing
I'm the Trill OG of that Dirty I put in work
So I'm worthy And I'm hotter, then A hat on A Giraffe Sitting in the slizzab
Sitting on 30's So don't act like you ain't heard me
Cause, I'll have to slap some sense in you And you know what I've done
You know what I'm doing Let me tell you what I'm fin to do Wassup
Finna put my city on the map Ok, Then I'm going to keep it there (That's Tight) post up in a tight spot
Alright, then bring my people there (That's Wassup)
Teach them how to grind, how to climb on that Fucking Ladder
How to keep that money on their mind and make their pockets fatter Cause
The only thing that matters Loyalty, Honor, and The G-Code
That's how you motivate and shift yourself into Bun-B mode MGK man
They already know that We Throwed
So we gon' hit'em with a full clip If it don't work, then we reload them up
[Hook]
[Verse 2: MGK]
Star status, Big Dip, Levi weed, big zips
Fuck the lies from them big lips, that's small time for my big dick
"Damn that boy done got big quick... " probably cause' I kept Faith like BIG's chick" probably be a good time for my name switch to Puff cause' I'm back on my BIG shit
This shit's too real for ya'll cause almost everybody rapping isn't real at all
Sometimes I forget I got a deal cause' I'm busy thinking about when I couldn't get a meal at all
So everybody going through it, I can feel for ya'll
And everybody in my team
I would kill for ya'll
Represented for my city from the beginning so I'm a be in it until the muthafuckin ceiling falls
I'm a Cleveland dog
Damn right
In the crib blowing loud like bag pipes
I am from a place where you never see the sun in the summer it's like you under a cave with stalagmites
"Oh is that right?" Better know your way around here before you come cause' you may never get back right
I am from a town where every one of the bats bite so you need a shit-load more then a flashlight, yeah!
What they gonna do to me? I live this shit! Doc said I had a loose screw fix the shit!
Everything you trying to do, I did the shit!
Here's ya'll grave, dig the shit, I'm done with the games, I ain't playing
I'm Machine Gun Kells, bitch I'm spraying, Body full of chemicals so roll up the medical muthafucka let me catch this plane, gone!
[Hook]
Uh, I see em' try but they can't do what I do, what I do, Y
Eah, And I'm gon' die before the day that I lose, that I lose!
Bitch I am the man mufucka, the man mufucka
Bring the horns in like I am the band mufucka
Talking 'bands' mufucka, bands mufucka
Cause' this kid is worth a couple hundred grand mufucka
And I stand mufucka, never ran mufucka
I ain't backing down I put that on my fam mufucka
Damn, I'm so hot you'll catch a tan mufucka, no cam, this is really who I am, wassup?
[Verse 1: Bun B]
They say everybody been waiting
To see the OG skating On 4's and Vogue's no Dayton
Their license plate just draping I'm the topic of conversation
When it comes to the one they hating
But I don't start of compensating I just brush it off, it ain't Nothing
I'm the Trill OG of that Dirty I put in work
So I'm worthy And I'm hotter, then A hat on A Giraffe Sitting in the slizzab
Sitting on 30's So don't act like you ain't heard me
Cause, I'll have to slap some sense in you And you know what I've done
You know what I'm doing Let me tell you what I'm fin to do Wassup
Finna put my city on the map Ok, Then I'm going to keep it there (That's Tight) post up in a tight spot
Alright, then bring my people there (That's Wassup)
Teach them how to grind, how to climb on that Fucking Ladder
How to keep that money on their mind and make their pockets fatter Cause
The only thing that matters Loyalty, Honor, and The G-Code
That's how you motivate and shift yourself into Bun-B mode MGK man
They already know that We Throwed
So we gon' hit'em with a full clip If it don't work, then we reload them up
[Hook]
[Verse 2: MGK]
Star status, Big Dip, Levi weed, big zips
Fuck the lies from them big lips, that's small time for my big dick
"Damn that boy done got big quick... " probably cause' I kept Faith like BIG's chick" probably be a good time for my name switch to Puff cause' I'm back on my BIG shit
This shit's too real for ya'll cause almost everybody rapping isn't real at all
Sometimes I forget I got a deal cause' I'm busy thinking about when I couldn't get a meal at all
So everybody going through it, I can feel for ya'll
And everybody in my team
I would kill for ya'll
Represented for my city from the beginning so I'm a be in it until the muthafuckin ceiling falls
I'm a Cleveland dog
Damn right
In the crib blowing loud like bag pipes
I am from a place where you never see the sun in the summer it's like you under a cave with stalagmites
"Oh is that right?" Better know your way around here before you come cause' you may never get back right
I am from a town where every one of the bats bite so you need a shit-load more then a flashlight, yeah!
What they gonna do to me? I live this shit! Doc said I had a loose screw fix the shit!
Everything you trying to do, I did the shit!
Here's ya'll grave, dig the shit, I'm done with the games, I ain't playing
I'm Machine Gun Kells, bitch I'm spraying, Body full of chemicals so roll up the medical muthafucka let me catch this plane, gone!
[Hook]
Lace Up lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Lil Jon)
[Intro: Lil Jon]
Hey, hey!
MGK Bitch! MGK Bitch!
Yuhhh
Lil Jon, Lil Jon
I need to see the motherfucking L's in the air!
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ok, where the strong at?
Right there, put me on that
Hit it once and you're jumping like Mortal Combat
Smoke another green be looking like where the long at
And you know I'm gonna raise till I'm face up
Fuck check-out time, we don't wake up
Damn these EST boy's done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up
Lace up [x4]
Ok, where the strong at?
Right there, put me on that
Hit it once and you're jumping like Mortal Combat
Smoke another green be looking like where the long at
And you know I'm gonna raise till I'm face up
Fuck check-out time, we don't wake up
Damn these EST boy's done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up
[Hook: Lil Jon]
Where my east-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
Where my west-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
Where my north-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
South-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
My east-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
West-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
North-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
South-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
All I know, all I know
I am from the city where the grass don't grow
I am from the city in the middle of the map
Where half these motherfuckers that rap don't go
All I know, all I know
If I throw this cash then her ass get slow
But I am from the city where the cash don't blow
So I came up for myself and smash that ho
Smash that ho, smash that ho
Treat her like a Bop It and I pass that ho
And I ain't saying nothing that my fans don't know
I'm an EST boy till the casket close
Six foot deep, six foot three
Eight motherfuckers in the SUV
Eight new states in a seven day week
Whole world laced up like some brand new sneaks
Yeah
And they know I'm gonna raise till I'm face up
Fuck check-out time, we don't wake up
Damn these EST boy's done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Lil Jon]
Run through the motherfucking club, pushin'
Move bitches out the fucking way, mush 'em
Wave my drink in the motherfucking air, fuck it
Shady in my motherfucking hood, I rep it
Bitches getting out of fucking line, check 'em
{} my motherfucking nuts, shuck 'em
Drank too much fucking liquor, I'm fucked up
L's in the motherfucking air, we laced up
We laced up [x4]
[Hook]
Hey, hey!
MGK Bitch! MGK Bitch!
Yuhhh
Lil Jon, Lil Jon
I need to see the motherfucking L's in the air!
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ok, where the strong at?
Right there, put me on that
Hit it once and you're jumping like Mortal Combat
Smoke another green be looking like where the long at
And you know I'm gonna raise till I'm face up
Fuck check-out time, we don't wake up
Damn these EST boy's done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up
Lace up [x4]
Ok, where the strong at?
Right there, put me on that
Hit it once and you're jumping like Mortal Combat
Smoke another green be looking like where the long at
And you know I'm gonna raise till I'm face up
Fuck check-out time, we don't wake up
Damn these EST boy's done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up
[Hook: Lil Jon]
Where my east-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
Where my west-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
Where my north-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
South-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
My east-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
West-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
North-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
South-side motherfuckers? Laced Up!
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
All I know, all I know
I am from the city where the grass don't grow
I am from the city in the middle of the map
Where half these motherfuckers that rap don't go
All I know, all I know
If I throw this cash then her ass get slow
But I am from the city where the cash don't blow
So I came up for myself and smash that ho
Smash that ho, smash that ho
Treat her like a Bop It and I pass that ho
And I ain't saying nothing that my fans don't know
I'm an EST boy till the casket close
Six foot deep, six foot three
Eight motherfuckers in the SUV
Eight new states in a seven day week
Whole world laced up like some brand new sneaks
Yeah
And they know I'm gonna raise till I'm face up
Fuck check-out time, we don't wake up
Damn these EST boy's done came up
Dirty ass Chucks and a bad bitch lace up
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Lil Jon]
Run through the motherfucking club, pushin'
Move bitches out the fucking way, mush 'em
Wave my drink in the motherfucking air, fuck it
Shady in my motherfucking hood, I rep it
Bitches getting out of fucking line, check 'em
{} my motherfucking nuts, shuck 'em
Drank too much fucking liquor, I'm fucked up
L's in the motherfucking air, we laced up
We laced up [x4]
[Hook]
All We Have lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Anna Yvette)
[Hook:]
All we have is right now
All we have is right now
[Verse 1: MGK]
Uh, uh, yeah, Staring out into the unknown
Voices in the wind telling me to come home, but I'm scared
Scared that all this time I've been gone I'll open up the door and my little daughter will be grown
And I'm cold, tell me why I'm so cold?
Probably cause a shoulder turns every night that I'm on the road
Probably why I can't smile every time that I'm on the phone
And why I'm acting so wild every time that I'm alone
Save me! I suffocate myself inside the bed trying to cut the circulation
Of these thoughts inside my head like
"Do I hate me? or do I hate them? " Either way I've held grudges since I was holding a pen
My father had me thinking my cousin was dead just to hide me from the truth
How can I look at him again? But this is life, and in life we learning to live
And when the past dies this where it begins cause
[Hook:]
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
[Verse 2: MGK]
Question, What if tomorrow never comes and everything you said today couldn't be undone?
Cause' all it takes is a bullet from one gun to take another's moment away from their one love. I know
See I was just an only child growing up, Just frowns cause' I never seen a smile growing up
But you? You were a friend, always down growing up
Give the word, knew you would've blown trial growing up
Fuck! How could we let all this petty shit blind us?
How the fuck did we let the devil find us?
See, we were supposed to be best friends till' the end
You promised! How'd it take that fucking night to remind us?
I only said I hated you cause you're the only one that's ever honest
Man I said I was wrong, let's get beyond this! But it's crazy
Cause I never thought my text apologizing would be the reason that you died driving. Damn
[Hook:]
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
[Bridge: MGK]
Hey, and when the sky turns grey, what you gonna do when your blues still stay?
Tried living the dream, yeah, but you still awake
Anything is possible though, cause rules still break...
Hey, said when the sky turns grey, what you gonna do when your blues still stay?
Anything is possible cause rules still break so when your dream comes don't wake... yeah
[Hook:]
All we have is right now, All we have is right now
All we have is right now, All we have is right now
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now
All we have is right now
[Verse 1: MGK]
Uh, uh, yeah, Staring out into the unknown
Voices in the wind telling me to come home, but I'm scared
Scared that all this time I've been gone I'll open up the door and my little daughter will be grown
And I'm cold, tell me why I'm so cold?
Probably cause a shoulder turns every night that I'm on the road
Probably why I can't smile every time that I'm on the phone
And why I'm acting so wild every time that I'm alone
Save me! I suffocate myself inside the bed trying to cut the circulation
Of these thoughts inside my head like
"Do I hate me? or do I hate them? " Either way I've held grudges since I was holding a pen
My father had me thinking my cousin was dead just to hide me from the truth
How can I look at him again? But this is life, and in life we learning to live
And when the past dies this where it begins cause
[Hook:]
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
[Verse 2: MGK]
Question, What if tomorrow never comes and everything you said today couldn't be undone?
Cause' all it takes is a bullet from one gun to take another's moment away from their one love. I know
See I was just an only child growing up, Just frowns cause' I never seen a smile growing up
But you? You were a friend, always down growing up
Give the word, knew you would've blown trial growing up
Fuck! How could we let all this petty shit blind us?
How the fuck did we let the devil find us?
See, we were supposed to be best friends till' the end
You promised! How'd it take that fucking night to remind us?
I only said I hated you cause you're the only one that's ever honest
Man I said I was wrong, let's get beyond this! But it's crazy
Cause I never thought my text apologizing would be the reason that you died driving. Damn
[Hook:]
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
[Bridge: MGK]
Hey, and when the sky turns grey, what you gonna do when your blues still stay?
Tried living the dream, yeah, but you still awake
Anything is possible though, cause rules still break...
Hey, said when the sky turns grey, what you gonna do when your blues still stay?
Anything is possible cause rules still break so when your dream comes don't wake... yeah
[Hook:]
All we have is right now, All we have is right now
All we have is right now, All we have is right now
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
All we have is right now, Go hard or go home
D3MONS lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. DMX)
[Hook]
I swear that I can feel em’ fucking with me
I swear that I can feel em’ fucking with me
Every Night I feel em fucking with me
[Verse 1: MGK]
I wake up screaming in my sleep every fucking night
Open up my eyes to cold sweat, bloody clothes from my nose, erghh
Nothing nice, Father I’ve killed a man, but I had to do it
Only thing is ‘he’ is me, damn, how the fuck you couldn’t get me through this?!
My skin is bluish, voices in my head saying
“Don’t be stupid all you have is in that bag you better use it!”
Cut it, snuff it, puff it, shoot it, only one I trust now is myself these muthafucka’s Judas
Gun in my pillow cause’ all I feel is this paranoia
Holes in my wall from all them nights that I was feeling for him
The devils here but I’m still awake, then I broke the mirror
Why? Cause I seen his face, even my bitch corrupted
I fucked her pussy until it’s bloody took it out and then she sucked it told me that she loved it, Bitch
Everything is black I think I am deceased, I am a ghost without the bed sheets, X speak…
[Verse 2: DMX]
If a beast is what I got to be, then so be it
Fuck it, if I got to live it, then ya’ll gon’ see it
Eat it, Shit it, Live it, it’s in my blood
That’s why I get down like ‘What?’ from the dirt to the mud
You fucked up thinking shit was sweet, but shit in the streets
Make you split the heat to the back of his head make you spit teeth only love ones grieve
And I don’t wanna have to be the one to tell you shits deep
But man, shit’s deep
[Hook]
I swear that I can feel em fucking with me
Every night I feel em fucking with me
Please God tell these demons stop fucking with me
Every God damn night I feel ‘em fucking with me
Why?! Please God…
[Verse 3: DMX]
The streets still the same
Ain’t right, if a nigga can’t still feel the pain
But still kill the game, still keep real and aim
I get down one way we could keep it that one way or take it to gun play
Let a nigga know, If we going to walk this dog
Or If we ain’t gon talk at all
Make a nigga have to, talk with the 4 it’s the only language you know
There you go Pop, pop, pop, Now there you go
And I hate that I can see snakes clearly
They don’t even try to hide, it’s like they try to get near me
Most of ya’ll don’t hear me, it’s like I’m talking to myself
You niggas is so dumb I feel like I’m talking for my health
It’s not like I’m talking for the wealth cause there ain’t no money in the truth
Shit! I live this shit for real, Ya’ll make it up in the booth
Till a nigga lose his tooth over some shit he didn’t plan on
Wasn’t prepare for, really couldn’t stand on
[Verse 4: MGK]
Fuck it, Turn the cam on, tie his feet and his hands up and watch him
I’ll be back up with that heat to get his tan on
Now that’s for fucking with me
And that’s for my dog
This because where you’re going you’re not gonna need that arm
The street’s is talking, Uh oh, there they come, Thirsty for that blood, Red rum, red rum
Do you know how it feels to be so mad you would kill?
Or to be so trapped when you scream your throat cuts like jagged pills?
And whenever you close your eyes everything inside you dies
And all the ‘high’s, crimes, and lies’ come alive muthafucka
[Hook]
I swear that I can feel ‘em fucking with me
Every night I feel em fucking with me
Please God tell these demons stop fucking with me
Every God damn night I feel em fucking with me
Why?! Please God…
I swear that I can feel em’ fucking with me
I swear that I can feel em’ fucking with me
Every Night I feel em fucking with me
[Verse 1: MGK]
I wake up screaming in my sleep every fucking night
Open up my eyes to cold sweat, bloody clothes from my nose, erghh
Nothing nice, Father I’ve killed a man, but I had to do it
Only thing is ‘he’ is me, damn, how the fuck you couldn’t get me through this?!
My skin is bluish, voices in my head saying
“Don’t be stupid all you have is in that bag you better use it!”
Cut it, snuff it, puff it, shoot it, only one I trust now is myself these muthafucka’s Judas
Gun in my pillow cause’ all I feel is this paranoia
Holes in my wall from all them nights that I was feeling for him
The devils here but I’m still awake, then I broke the mirror
Why? Cause I seen his face, even my bitch corrupted
I fucked her pussy until it’s bloody took it out and then she sucked it told me that she loved it, Bitch
Everything is black I think I am deceased, I am a ghost without the bed sheets, X speak…
[Verse 2: DMX]
If a beast is what I got to be, then so be it
Fuck it, if I got to live it, then ya’ll gon’ see it
Eat it, Shit it, Live it, it’s in my blood
That’s why I get down like ‘What?’ from the dirt to the mud
You fucked up thinking shit was sweet, but shit in the streets
Make you split the heat to the back of his head make you spit teeth only love ones grieve
And I don’t wanna have to be the one to tell you shits deep
But man, shit’s deep
[Hook]
I swear that I can feel em fucking with me
Every night I feel em fucking with me
Please God tell these demons stop fucking with me
Every God damn night I feel ‘em fucking with me
Why?! Please God…
[Verse 3: DMX]
The streets still the same
Ain’t right, if a nigga can’t still feel the pain
But still kill the game, still keep real and aim
I get down one way we could keep it that one way or take it to gun play
Let a nigga know, If we going to walk this dog
Or If we ain’t gon talk at all
Make a nigga have to, talk with the 4 it’s the only language you know
There you go Pop, pop, pop, Now there you go
And I hate that I can see snakes clearly
They don’t even try to hide, it’s like they try to get near me
Most of ya’ll don’t hear me, it’s like I’m talking to myself
You niggas is so dumb I feel like I’m talking for my health
It’s not like I’m talking for the wealth cause there ain’t no money in the truth
Shit! I live this shit for real, Ya’ll make it up in the booth
Till a nigga lose his tooth over some shit he didn’t plan on
Wasn’t prepare for, really couldn’t stand on
[Verse 4: MGK]
Fuck it, Turn the cam on, tie his feet and his hands up and watch him
I’ll be back up with that heat to get his tan on
Now that’s for fucking with me
And that’s for my dog
This because where you’re going you’re not gonna need that arm
The street’s is talking, Uh oh, there they come, Thirsty for that blood, Red rum, red rum
Do you know how it feels to be so mad you would kill?
Or to be so trapped when you scream your throat cuts like jagged pills?
And whenever you close your eyes everything inside you dies
And all the ‘high’s, crimes, and lies’ come alive muthafucka
[Hook]
I swear that I can feel ‘em fucking with me
Every night I feel em fucking with me
Please God tell these demons stop fucking with me
Every God damn night I feel em fucking with me
Why?! Please God…
Edge Of Destruction lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Tech N9ne & Twista)
[Tech N9ne]
I'm humble because I know what it feels like to be at the bottom and have nobody, no friends, no nothing, nobody believing in me, now look at me.
I was down on the ground with nobody,
Some in my town said my sound was a hobby
Now that I'm crowned they're astounded and howling,
They try and come around that now I'm somebody.
Middle finger in the air with a hope and a prayer
I started this
Never had no money then my daughter hit,
That was a 'get up and hustle' nigga starter kit
Hard to spit, bars to get at stars when it's not marketed you're far from it, dark and your partner quit.
Really barking, you wishing for the spark to get hearts and they're hard to beat.
But they doubted me, 'cause I'm nothing like I never knew how to be stylistic,
It's fawl and it's proud to be while in this,
Thinking down, it's time to get the crowd shouting
Now people found, BMX rocked people's salary.
Way back when I was feeling defeated,
When inspiration, motivation was needed.
At the pace to be great I've exceeded,
All of your expectations you fakers can eat it.
This my world, this my game,
All the wicked shit is coming out of my brain.
This my girl, music is my dame
If you can get it, I'm a get it PI mayne
When I shared the past scared that I would get the people liking me, and wouldn't dare to buy your shit.
Try to told you before that my flow's sick,
Really sold on the road with my whole clique.
Everybody listening to witness, Tech's whirlwind.
In a club with MGK, thick sex twirlin.
Fall to the top, never did stop, now we got it's "fuck the world" then,
The haters in the past on my ass wanna come around like my ex-girlfriends.
For the block I GO!
For that spot I GO!
To the top I GO!
Screaming fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world.
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city when a weak man die,
Doing whatever we got to do to survive,
Hand to the sky, middle finger up high
Screaming fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world
[Twista]
I remember thinking I would rather die
Than go through what I was going through and I was struggling to survive
Full of ambition and I'm ready to ride,
No tragedy over triumph for I am a lion, I gotta try.
Full of drama, I was feeling like a failure.
Fiending for the industry, again, I was living in disgust.
Doing odd jobs, everybody seeking me,
Traveling to work, back on forth from the bus.
Yeah, I was fucked up, but I got it together for y'all
Spit venemous lyrics, 'cause I was ready to ball
Started po pimping of everybody and certain motherfuckers that wanna get in my circle, I tell 'em no.
'Cause I gotta get money up in my anatomy, naturally,
And I gotta be gradually happy to holler.
And somebody wanna speak and they might be on that bullshit,
So sometimes I just fuck 'em, I don't even bother.
And who knows what's next for three haters chasing dreams,
Hailing from the midwest as we're spread our wings.
All of us striving to over the summit,
Creatin us a vision that will be stunning
We'll become the urban city and do a show,
You would get to see everybody for miles come running
Yelling for Machine Gun Kelly,
And Tech N9ne and Twista get it in
Better bring somethin smelly
We can take it to another level wherever you wanna go,
Everybody put up your hands, I'm ready.
Come on, get wild let loose,
Celebrate the fact that you made it and let me see you get buck.
You done been through some shit,
But you did it 'cause you had the heart to put the middle finger up.
For the block I GO!
For that spot I GO!
To the top I GO!
Screaming fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world.
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city when a weak man die,
Doing whatever we got to do to survive,
Hand to the sky, middle finger up high
Screaming fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world
[Machine Gun Kelly]
From the back streets to the pack sheets,
On a block, running from cops like athletes
Whoever would've imagined Lace Up could've got me to the finish like track meets.
And when everybody's hot, I'm past heat,
And if I don't need the fuel, don't gas me.
It's been a long time coming since 100 Words and Runnin, mother fucker, come catch me.
And when these other rappers pen and pad it I was thirteen, with a semi-automatic
Anything we ever wanted, then you know that we gotta have it,
Don't nobody ever snitch, get pinched you forget like magic.
Kids carry tools like go-go-gadget,
Leaving high school through an open casket
Now another baby in the stomach of a baby, mother's never gonna know his daddy. tragic.
Why the government got to lie to get money?
What the federal reserve gotta take from me,
What should I be fighting for another country?
Have you seen my city? Motherfucker, we're hungry.
Representing for the middle of the map even though me and mine are coming from the bottom
Why do all greats fall when it isn't autumn?
Where would Pac be at if nobody woulda shot him?
Do you really think that Notorious B would believe these guys
Or the Internet thugs that the media finds?
You wanna talk about grind, look in the encyclopedia,
What name is in there, bet you see mine.
Mother fucker this Kells,
Skinny boy six foot three,
Heart bigger than a SUV,
Lord knows I've been through hell and back, put in jail and crack,
But still I came out TOP.
So this is for the kid who never had a father figure to depend on
Spending every school day being sent home
Feeling like he doesn't know anybody because the only thing he gives a head to him was some headphones
So he picked a song and he turned 'em on, every mornin just to get him through the day.
Looking for escape and a kick and the bass, that's the story of MGK,
Lace up.
For the block I GO!
For that spot I GO!
To the top I GO!
Screaming fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world.
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city when a weak man die,
Doing whatever we got to do to survive,
Hand to the sky, middle finger up high
Screaming fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world
I'm humble because I know what it feels like to be at the bottom and have nobody, no friends, no nothing, nobody believing in me, now look at me.
I was down on the ground with nobody,
Some in my town said my sound was a hobby
Now that I'm crowned they're astounded and howling,
They try and come around that now I'm somebody.
Middle finger in the air with a hope and a prayer
I started this
Never had no money then my daughter hit,
That was a 'get up and hustle' nigga starter kit
Hard to spit, bars to get at stars when it's not marketed you're far from it, dark and your partner quit.
Really barking, you wishing for the spark to get hearts and they're hard to beat.
But they doubted me, 'cause I'm nothing like I never knew how to be stylistic,
It's fawl and it's proud to be while in this,
Thinking down, it's time to get the crowd shouting
Now people found, BMX rocked people's salary.
Way back when I was feeling defeated,
When inspiration, motivation was needed.
At the pace to be great I've exceeded,
All of your expectations you fakers can eat it.
This my world, this my game,
All the wicked shit is coming out of my brain.
This my girl, music is my dame
If you can get it, I'm a get it PI mayne
When I shared the past scared that I would get the people liking me, and wouldn't dare to buy your shit.
Try to told you before that my flow's sick,
Really sold on the road with my whole clique.
Everybody listening to witness, Tech's whirlwind.
In a club with MGK, thick sex twirlin.
Fall to the top, never did stop, now we got it's "fuck the world" then,
The haters in the past on my ass wanna come around like my ex-girlfriends.
For the block I GO!
For that spot I GO!
To the top I GO!
Screaming fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world.
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city when a weak man die,
Doing whatever we got to do to survive,
Hand to the sky, middle finger up high
Screaming fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world
[Twista]
I remember thinking I would rather die
Than go through what I was going through and I was struggling to survive
Full of ambition and I'm ready to ride,
No tragedy over triumph for I am a lion, I gotta try.
Full of drama, I was feeling like a failure.
Fiending for the industry, again, I was living in disgust.
Doing odd jobs, everybody seeking me,
Traveling to work, back on forth from the bus.
Yeah, I was fucked up, but I got it together for y'all
Spit venemous lyrics, 'cause I was ready to ball
Started po pimping of everybody and certain motherfuckers that wanna get in my circle, I tell 'em no.
'Cause I gotta get money up in my anatomy, naturally,
And I gotta be gradually happy to holler.
And somebody wanna speak and they might be on that bullshit,
So sometimes I just fuck 'em, I don't even bother.
And who knows what's next for three haters chasing dreams,
Hailing from the midwest as we're spread our wings.
All of us striving to over the summit,
Creatin us a vision that will be stunning
We'll become the urban city and do a show,
You would get to see everybody for miles come running
Yelling for Machine Gun Kelly,
And Tech N9ne and Twista get it in
Better bring somethin smelly
We can take it to another level wherever you wanna go,
Everybody put up your hands, I'm ready.
Come on, get wild let loose,
Celebrate the fact that you made it and let me see you get buck.
You done been through some shit,
But you did it 'cause you had the heart to put the middle finger up.
For the block I GO!
For that spot I GO!
To the top I GO!
Screaming fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world.
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city when a weak man die,
Doing whatever we got to do to survive,
Hand to the sky, middle finger up high
Screaming fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world
[Machine Gun Kelly]
From the back streets to the pack sheets,
On a block, running from cops like athletes
Whoever would've imagined Lace Up could've got me to the finish like track meets.
And when everybody's hot, I'm past heat,
And if I don't need the fuel, don't gas me.
It's been a long time coming since 100 Words and Runnin, mother fucker, come catch me.
And when these other rappers pen and pad it I was thirteen, with a semi-automatic
Anything we ever wanted, then you know that we gotta have it,
Don't nobody ever snitch, get pinched you forget like magic.
Kids carry tools like go-go-gadget,
Leaving high school through an open casket
Now another baby in the stomach of a baby, mother's never gonna know his daddy. tragic.
Why the government got to lie to get money?
What the federal reserve gotta take from me,
What should I be fighting for another country?
Have you seen my city? Motherfucker, we're hungry.
Representing for the middle of the map even though me and mine are coming from the bottom
Why do all greats fall when it isn't autumn?
Where would Pac be at if nobody woulda shot him?
Do you really think that Notorious B would believe these guys
Or the Internet thugs that the media finds?
You wanna talk about grind, look in the encyclopedia,
What name is in there, bet you see mine.
Mother fucker this Kells,
Skinny boy six foot three,
Heart bigger than a SUV,
Lord knows I've been through hell and back, put in jail and crack,
But still I came out TOP.
So this is for the kid who never had a father figure to depend on
Spending every school day being sent home
Feeling like he doesn't know anybody because the only thing he gives a head to him was some headphones
So he picked a song and he turned 'em on, every mornin just to get him through the day.
Looking for escape and a kick and the bass, that's the story of MGK,
Lace up.
For the block I GO!
For that spot I GO!
To the top I GO!
Screaming fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world.
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city when a weak man die,
Doing whatever we got to do to survive,
Hand to the sky, middle finger up high
Screaming fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world,
Screaming motherfuck the world
Runnin' lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Planet VI)
[Chorus:]
Runnin' I ain't running away [x3]
Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin'
[Verse 1: MGK]
I'm so tired of running, that I've worn my soles
Out, to the point that my toes is out, to the point that I can't look back and even if I did I still couldn't see where I started out, can't see home for miles, I'm
Lost like another orphan child, I'm only grinning cause I'm supposed to smile, so I do it for the ones that are down and out proud one of theirs is gonna be
A spokesman now, and I'm still running, running, but I don't know where, all I got to my name is one pair, of laced up chucks, 5 bucks, and a chip on my
Shoulder that's so big that I cannot bare, I done lost my friends, family, and home for this, and for that I have lost my mind, kept my faith, lost my direction
I'm just hoping that I haven't lost my time, Go!
[Hook:]
I keep my head up, with my feet on the ground, From the bottom so up is the only place that I'm
Going, Ready to face all that's in front of me now, Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin' I'm walking through the fire, cause their is no way around, Moving in the same
Direction wherever the wind is blowing Ready to face what's in front of me now, Cause
I'm so tired of Runnin' Runnin I ain't running away [x3] Cause, I'm so
Tired of Runnin'
[Verse 2:]
I'm so tired of struggling, I'm so tired of hustling, I can feel my heart fill with hate, I'm so tired of loving, I was supposed
To be great, I'm so tired of ducking, Tired of coming home from my job being fired from nothing, And shit I'm tired, from the nights a motherfucker took that
Ride, to make that dream come alive, then wake up in the morning to a 9 to 5, but I gotta do it if I wanna survive, because in the city where I'm from it's
Either do or die, so choose it wise because you could lose it in the blink of an eye but even in the darkest times it's proven I
[Hook:]
I keep my head up
With my feet on the ground, From the bottom so up is the only place that I'm going, Ready to face all that's in front of me now, Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin'
I'm walking through the fire, cause their is no way around, Moving in the same direction wherever the wind is blowing Ready to face what's in front of me
Now, Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin' Runnin' I ain't running away [x3]
Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin'
Runnin' I ain't running away [x3]
Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin'
[Verse 1: MGK]
I'm so tired of running, that I've worn my soles
Out, to the point that my toes is out, to the point that I can't look back and even if I did I still couldn't see where I started out, can't see home for miles, I'm
Lost like another orphan child, I'm only grinning cause I'm supposed to smile, so I do it for the ones that are down and out proud one of theirs is gonna be
A spokesman now, and I'm still running, running, but I don't know where, all I got to my name is one pair, of laced up chucks, 5 bucks, and a chip on my
Shoulder that's so big that I cannot bare, I done lost my friends, family, and home for this, and for that I have lost my mind, kept my faith, lost my direction
I'm just hoping that I haven't lost my time, Go!
[Hook:]
I keep my head up, with my feet on the ground, From the bottom so up is the only place that I'm
Going, Ready to face all that's in front of me now, Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin' I'm walking through the fire, cause their is no way around, Moving in the same
Direction wherever the wind is blowing Ready to face what's in front of me now, Cause
I'm so tired of Runnin' Runnin I ain't running away [x3] Cause, I'm so
Tired of Runnin'
[Verse 2:]
I'm so tired of struggling, I'm so tired of hustling, I can feel my heart fill with hate, I'm so tired of loving, I was supposed
To be great, I'm so tired of ducking, Tired of coming home from my job being fired from nothing, And shit I'm tired, from the nights a motherfucker took that
Ride, to make that dream come alive, then wake up in the morning to a 9 to 5, but I gotta do it if I wanna survive, because in the city where I'm from it's
Either do or die, so choose it wise because you could lose it in the blink of an eye but even in the darkest times it's proven I
[Hook:]
I keep my head up
With my feet on the ground, From the bottom so up is the only place that I'm going, Ready to face all that's in front of me now, Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin'
I'm walking through the fire, cause their is no way around, Moving in the same direction wherever the wind is blowing Ready to face what's in front of me
Now, Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin' Runnin' I ain't running away [x3]
Cause, I'm so tired of Runnin'
Invincible lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Ester Dean)
[Intro: Ester Dean]
Voices in the air
I hear ‘em loud and clear
Telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just wanna listen
[Verse 1: MGK]
As my world turns, the heart beats
Not only in my chest, but the heart in the streets
So when they feel this, they feel me
But I can’t feel nothin’, outside these Dre Beats
I am from the city of people, came from the bottom
Standing on top of what was supposed to be my coffin, what’s up?
Inception shows me as a dead man walkin’
But reflections show this kid’s still got it
Better be known I got the throne like I don’t know that there’s a king
Never grew up around a family because I’m not a human being
And anyone under my level that’s coming in my spot, for the top
Let ‘em have it, cause when I leave, the whole world drops
Lace up Kells
[Hook: Ester Dean]
I hear voices in the air
I hear 'em loud and clear,
Tellin' me to listen.
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just want to listen
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
I am
[Verse 2: MGK]
Waking up sweatin’ from the stress of being caged out
Everything I write is played out like what is this
Tear the whole page out
Man I come from holes in the wall but they don’t know the past
Even if I told them it all they wouldn’t know the half
So maybe I fill up my luggage with all these dreams
And put on my black coat and my black chucks and nothing in my jeans
It’s just one, til the day come like Rocky’s movie scene
The day I’m on top of the world, look up the screen like this is me,
This is Kells
Crucified by the public without the nails
Do or die in my city but clearly I never failed
Lost myself in the game when I found myself in a cell
And I found myself in the fame when I lost myself in the pills
And you cannot mess with me still, seen the boys and they winnin’
Underdogs of the year, Cleveland boys in the buildin’
What the fuck is a ceiling?
I’m taking this to the top
And when I leave the whole world drops
Lace up Kells
[Hook: Ester Dean]
I hear voices in the air
I hear 'em loud and clear,
They’re telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just wanna listen
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
I am
Voices in the air
I hear ‘em loud and clear
Telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just wanna listen
[Verse 1: MGK]
As my world turns, the heart beats
Not only in my chest, but the heart in the streets
So when they feel this, they feel me
But I can’t feel nothin’, outside these Dre Beats
I am from the city of people, came from the bottom
Standing on top of what was supposed to be my coffin, what’s up?
Inception shows me as a dead man walkin’
But reflections show this kid’s still got it
Better be known I got the throne like I don’t know that there’s a king
Never grew up around a family because I’m not a human being
And anyone under my level that’s coming in my spot, for the top
Let ‘em have it, cause when I leave, the whole world drops
Lace up Kells
[Hook: Ester Dean]
I hear voices in the air
I hear 'em loud and clear,
Tellin' me to listen.
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just want to listen
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
I am
[Verse 2: MGK]
Waking up sweatin’ from the stress of being caged out
Everything I write is played out like what is this
Tear the whole page out
Man I come from holes in the wall but they don’t know the past
Even if I told them it all they wouldn’t know the half
So maybe I fill up my luggage with all these dreams
And put on my black coat and my black chucks and nothing in my jeans
It’s just one, til the day come like Rocky’s movie scene
The day I’m on top of the world, look up the screen like this is me,
This is Kells
Crucified by the public without the nails
Do or die in my city but clearly I never failed
Lost myself in the game when I found myself in a cell
And I found myself in the fame when I lost myself in the pills
And you cannot mess with me still, seen the boys and they winnin’
Underdogs of the year, Cleveland boys in the buildin’
What the fuck is a ceiling?
I’m taking this to the top
And when I leave the whole world drops
Lace up Kells
[Hook: Ester Dean]
I hear voices in the air
I hear 'em loud and clear,
They’re telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just wanna listen
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
Telling me
I’m invincible [x3]
I am
On My Way lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
Okay, now they say home is where the hate is.
Pulling up high haters.
I know, I've been on a hiatus, caught up in the lights, I've been blinded by Las Vegas.
Ain't it ironic? Before I was 21 I put my future on the table and I won
See, they told me life's a gamble, now this is my casino
Make sure my fellows good, now I'm Robert DeNiro,
Sipping cleco with the girl that held me down from the beginning,
My team throwing up Ls, but it's funny, 'cause we're winning,
A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom,
But opinions ass holes now, everybody got 'em.
So they ask me why I do it, I do it for the streets
Heard mama got out the crib, man, I do it for the greeds,
Man, I do it for the five pack of Haines wife beats
That I wore like everyday to show off my brand new ink
Shit I remember working jobs so I just can hit the dance up,
Never had a date, so I really didn't dance much.
Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux,
Told him keep the loafers, kept it gully with my black chucks.
So we could keep watching the stars, but me, I wanna be 'em
And I just beat the odds, guess we can call it even
'Cause he the underdog went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers
To living lavish than a motherfucker, God damn.
Hold up
Okay, I heard they want the classics, my life's a movie like the Truman Show, without the cameras.
They look at us like we're a couple boys in the hood,
Four brothers to the end like them boys in the wood.
So I light it up for the Friday night lights with the team
And a notebook, call it Requiem for a dream.
I was super bad in the class, I just dazed off,
So I play sick and lived Ferris Bueller's day off.
Back in Coolie high students used to nickname us the Goonies
Every night we blacked out, shit, they should've called us roofies.
Get out the bed, half baked, roll another doobie.
So many snacks up in the house, they call the crib Scooby.
Blow an oiee and man, man I swear this is good as it gets,
Godfather told me keep doing that music shit.
He said your piece of the American pie is waiting
From the bottom to the top, almost famous, Kells.
Pulling up high haters.
I know, I've been on a hiatus, caught up in the lights, I've been blinded by Las Vegas.
Ain't it ironic? Before I was 21 I put my future on the table and I won
See, they told me life's a gamble, now this is my casino
Make sure my fellows good, now I'm Robert DeNiro,
Sipping cleco with the girl that held me down from the beginning,
My team throwing up Ls, but it's funny, 'cause we're winning,
A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom,
But opinions ass holes now, everybody got 'em.
So they ask me why I do it, I do it for the streets
Heard mama got out the crib, man, I do it for the greeds,
Man, I do it for the five pack of Haines wife beats
That I wore like everyday to show off my brand new ink
Shit I remember working jobs so I just can hit the dance up,
Never had a date, so I really didn't dance much.
Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux,
Told him keep the loafers, kept it gully with my black chucks.
So we could keep watching the stars, but me, I wanna be 'em
And I just beat the odds, guess we can call it even
'Cause he the underdog went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers
To living lavish than a motherfucker, God damn.
Hold up
Okay, I heard they want the classics, my life's a movie like the Truman Show, without the cameras.
They look at us like we're a couple boys in the hood,
Four brothers to the end like them boys in the wood.
So I light it up for the Friday night lights with the team
And a notebook, call it Requiem for a dream.
I was super bad in the class, I just dazed off,
So I play sick and lived Ferris Bueller's day off.
Back in Coolie high students used to nickname us the Goonies
Every night we blacked out, shit, they should've called us roofies.
Get out the bed, half baked, roll another doobie.
So many snacks up in the house, they call the crib Scooby.
Blow an oiee and man, man I swear this is good as it gets,
Godfather told me keep doing that music shit.
He said your piece of the American pie is waiting
From the bottom to the top, almost famous, Kells.
La La La (The Floating Song) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
[Verse 1:]
Chase n Cashe
Can the drummer get some huh??
Indeed,
Phat tracks,
Good weed,
Anthrax,
U know we Loud,
Baby the bands back
Smokin hash now my hashtag's pass dat,
And i never need cashback,
My green is on the credit of the fact that im the muthafuckin man jack,
Coming straight out of the land where them Cavs at,
Good stock of tree take me I get higher then the Nasdaq,
Burn somethin,
Me and my friends fried,
Spicy chicken sand- which, some burgers, and french fries,
And my Cherry slushie,
That's red as my friends eyes,
So god damn high i Fell asleep in my friends ride, shit,
I'm fucked up,
But these the days I live fo,
For every J I smoke I fuck a bitch I'm a nympho,
I wouldn't trade this for a million bucks,
My best friends, my blunts, and my chucks, wassup,
[Chorus:]
La la la,
Look at the clock like,
La la la,
It don't stop huh?
La la la,
Stay up all night,
La la la,
We just watch uh,
La la la,
Bumping that new shit,
La la la,
This my jam,
So roll it up and let's float again,
[Verse 2:]
I wake up to no rules, no bed,
We crashin on the couch,
Leftover food,
No bread, I guess we eatin out,
A couple hoops, fuck yeah, you know we ballin out,
And after that? smoke sesh, we never on a droubt,
We got them swishers, king size zig zags and all utensils,
OG kush big bags, edibles in the kitchen,
Plus the air match the smoke around my tattoo'd initials,
So fire up the muthafuckin bong like its a missile,
Where the bitches? somebody call the cell,
Tell em bring the liquor some mixers and high heels,
I'm half naked and all these ladies is as well
And you would be if u burn like we burnin I'm hot as hell
Shell's stuffed with the finest product these dealers sell,
I swear we done ran thru more papers this summer then the mail,
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, let's get by,
Live for the moment let's get high,
And we floatin like
[Chorus:]
La la la,
Look at the clock like,
La la la,
It don't stop huh?
La la la,
Stay up all night,
La la la,
We just watch uh,
La la la,
Bumping that new shit,
La la la,
This my jam,
So roll it up and let's float again,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Chase n Cashe
Can the drummer get some huh??
Indeed,
Phat tracks,
Good weed,
Anthrax,
U know we Loud,
Baby the bands back
Smokin hash now my hashtag's pass dat,
And i never need cashback,
My green is on the credit of the fact that im the muthafuckin man jack,
Coming straight out of the land where them Cavs at,
Good stock of tree take me I get higher then the Nasdaq,
Burn somethin,
Me and my friends fried,
Spicy chicken sand- which, some burgers, and french fries,
And my Cherry slushie,
That's red as my friends eyes,
So god damn high i Fell asleep in my friends ride, shit,
I'm fucked up,
But these the days I live fo,
For every J I smoke I fuck a bitch I'm a nympho,
I wouldn't trade this for a million bucks,
My best friends, my blunts, and my chucks, wassup,
[Chorus:]
La la la,
Look at the clock like,
La la la,
It don't stop huh?
La la la,
Stay up all night,
La la la,
We just watch uh,
La la la,
Bumping that new shit,
La la la,
This my jam,
So roll it up and let's float again,
[Verse 2:]
I wake up to no rules, no bed,
We crashin on the couch,
Leftover food,
No bread, I guess we eatin out,
A couple hoops, fuck yeah, you know we ballin out,
And after that? smoke sesh, we never on a droubt,
We got them swishers, king size zig zags and all utensils,
OG kush big bags, edibles in the kitchen,
Plus the air match the smoke around my tattoo'd initials,
So fire up the muthafuckin bong like its a missile,
Where the bitches? somebody call the cell,
Tell em bring the liquor some mixers and high heels,
I'm half naked and all these ladies is as well
And you would be if u burn like we burnin I'm hot as hell
Shell's stuffed with the finest product these dealers sell,
I swear we done ran thru more papers this summer then the mail,
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, let's get by,
Live for the moment let's get high,
And we floatin like
[Chorus:]
La la la,
Look at the clock like,
La la la,
It don't stop huh?
La la la,
Stay up all night,
La la la,
We just watch uh,
La la la,
Bumping that new shit,
La la la,
This my jam,
So roll it up and let's float again,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
mixtape: "EST 4 Life" (2012)
- Intro lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- EST 4 Life lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dubo & DJ Xplosive)
- Police lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Pooh Gutta)
- Get Laced lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Paid lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (performed by Dubo)
- Hold On (Shut Up) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Young Jeezy)
- Rucker Park (Freestyle) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Blaze Up lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- PapaDickChicken's Drive Thru (Skit) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Hy For Dayz lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (performed by Dubo)
- On Deck lyrics - (performed by Dubo)
- Mayhem (H.A.M.) lyrics - (performed by Dubo) (feat. Machine Gun Kelly)
- Halo lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Now I Know (Interlude) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Her Song lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Spordy (Skit) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Highline Ballroom Soundcheck (Freestyle) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
- Letter To My Fans lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dubo)
Intro lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
And that my friends is how we rage
When all two hundred old boys come back to their home state
EST what the fuck?
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
I say EST (what the fuck?)
Say EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
Flow nights motherfucker
When all two hundred old boys come back to their home state
EST what the fuck?
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
I say EST (what the fuck?)
Say EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
Flow nights motherfucker
Police lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Pooh Gutta)
[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
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
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