Gone Lyrics- Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Leroy Sanchez)

[Hook - Leroy Sanchez:]
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Verse 1 - MGK:]
Looking down on my phone, see another missed call
I'm pissed off, I never had these problems back when I was piss poor
Scared to see my daughter now because I'm lost in the life
In the bathroom getting high when she called twice
Sorry, but I'm scared at looking at something so precious when I'm a mess
And her mother know it
I wonder if she ever regrets
Trying to convince my family that I'm only gone for these checks
When really I'm obsessed with getting my revenge through success
Cause people hated on me, how can I not show 'em?
Fans waited on me, damn, how do I not owe 'em?
Imagine having to make that decision
While baby girl's in the kitchen, tears dripping, wondering where her pop's going
But I never meant to make you unhappy, can I see that smile?
Phone's ringing... "Ey, yo, I'm with my child"
Anyways, I wanna write you a symphony
But instead she said all I ever wanted is you to stay a while, damn

[Hook - Leroy Sanchez:]
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Bridge - MGK & Leroy Sanchez:]
And hey, hey, hey
It's been so long so you've gone away

[Verse 2 - MGK:]
Five years to be more specific
I was out here trying to sign to Atlantic
You crossed the pacific
Now is it a coincidence that my first instrument was a violin
That my father wanted for me, so we ended up buyin
And now the instrumental that we're vibing to got one high end
And while I'm writing my first verse he called me up crying?
That shit is crazy, half a decade with no explanation
Now you're asking if it's too late to save us
Man, I don't know so I hang up but I'm saying nothing, just click end
Wasn't man enough to say it so I wrote with a pen
I just wanted to make you happy, but you never smile
I just wanted that phone call that said your daddy's proud
Anyways, maybe eventually we'll relive memories and you'll be next to me and both of us can stay a while, yeah

I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Bridge x2 - MGK & Leroy Sanchez:]
And hey, hey, hey
It's been so long so you've gone away

One day I'll be gone
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)

Story Of The Stairs lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

And that was a dark depressing time for him, you know
He did had one visit with his mother I think
During the time that he lived with me and she brought
Him a huge box fill with gifts you know clothes and all
Kinds of little goodies and stuff and it sat in the corner
Untouched, literally for months he'd never opened anything just
Left the box there

What's going on in your mind when someone you haven't seen
since you were nine is out at your door step right now?
Rewind, remember that one time when Marco showed up at the front door
And we found out he escaped from a psych ward
And stole grandma's car?
Ah, rest her soul
I know that's off topic, but I miss her soul
So ironic that she was blind but told me I'm handsome I was
Every time that I walked in the door
Can't lie and say it was easy being 14 on February 14th
Watching a body die in my arms
Then have to go to a school that I hated
When my grade indicate that I don't give a fuck what's going on
A couple hours later on
And not to mention that one bitch that I loved
By the way I call her "bitch" because she was
Wanted me to catch another man fucking her
Invited me over, told me to come into the front
Come upstairs and say what's up
And there she was
Little slut
I was broken hearted, should've broke that bitch's jaw
Just for playin' me like a chump
But instead went to the garage, grabbed one
Of her brother's rifles, went outside, and shot that other
Mothafucka's truck up
I guess that's what lead me to cuffs
Becomin' common in my life like funerals was
Daddy's less common now, he gave up
After he heard the judge pin a fucking felony on his son
Funny enough
Me and Aunt Barbara even closer
Start to feel some weight lift off her shoulder
Till it piled back on when a radiologist] told her
That she had breast cancer and might not live much longer
Fast forward
The woman that I call my "mother" isn't my mother
Or even blood but that's how much I love her
And I'm feeling awkward cause the doorbell's from the person that I call HER
Maybe I ain't ready for it...
Shit, what should i wear?
Fuck that, I ain't going down there
I waited over a decade for closure
Why should i receive it if it might not be something i want to hear
In the mirror is a empty reflection
And in my head are questions I want to ask like, "Where the fuck did you go?"
Why did you turn my birthdays to the worst days every year that you didn't show?
And if you must know, I didn't turn out to be much else
Than a drunk who fell face first to a pile of hell
Took four snuffs of the devil's dust
Ended up with my manager helping me cause I couldn't take a piss by myself
But i did get a record deal
And all my records got that making of a legend feel
And I did have a daughter who I promised that the way that way you made me felt
Is a way she will never, feel
Slip a Benadryl in my cup
Ech, fuck it I'm sickening up
Pit of my stomach clenching, all my muscles stiffening up
I ain't been this nervous since i got jumped
Flick the tip of my J over a surface cover with ashes and junk
Took a pull and sat it down
Put on both of my Chucks
Reach for the door but my hand's sweaty, I'm anxious as fuck
Couldn't even hit the stairs without remembering how many years
I was there waiting to see your car pull up
Now you saying she's right there?
Man you saying she's right there?
You telling me if I open up this door right here
That she'll been standing right there?
And after all these years am I wrong for having this fear
Of meeting the reflection that was missing in the mirror
Open up the door and then I see her

Merry Go Round lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Look...

Summer day
Bobby and this girl would wake up every summer day
This boy and girl had nothing, they were runaways
So in love that now all they wanted was pain and so it came
Never had a silver spoon present in the past
Now at last, the spoon is present and so the boy wet it
Told her bring him a slab, a cotton swab, and a match
And told her one day they’ll fly across the world and have a wedding
Like “baby I have a plan, come with me to this place
Baby give me your hand, now flip it give me a vein
Baby take off your belt, we’ll use it as a restraint”
She sees that it starts to melt, he reaches inside a case
Fills the needle with food, flicks the needle with haste
Brings the needle to her, she isn’t right in the face
The boy can tell that she’s scared, he says “I love you, okay?”
Then shoves it into her arm and says “how the fuck does that taste baby?!”

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

Her dress drops, her head drops
Swiggin’ out of a whiskey bottle, he just watches
But he was not Bobby, see Bobby had joined the army
Been gone for a couple months now she’s messin with everybody
Everyone of the dealers, everyone hears her squealing
Trading pussy for product, she did anything for that feeling
But then she started that feeling, early morning she’s kneelin’
In front of the toilet look at her belly there’s no concealing
That she’s expecting a child
This woman is living foul
She’s only 20 years old
And hardly can even smile
Ultrasound shows a baby that’s barely over a pound
Sold everything in her house just trying to score an ounce
News of her baby’s father was that he died in the war
Now that syringe is all that keeps her alive anymore
No mattress, so her and her child dyin’ on the floor
As a letter’s at the door reading:
“I’ll be home tomorrow. love, Bobby”

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

Knockin’ at the door but doesn’t get an answer
Bobby’s nervous, his heart starts to beat faster
He hasn’t talked to his girl in so long
She sold his phone for a hit, damn how he wish that he could hear her laughter
But his drug hit her like a cancer
And he forgot ‘cause he had left and cleaned his act up
Passenger seat in his Acura got a picture of ‘em kissing
Under the words "happily ever after”
He walks into the house, it’s a fuckin’ disaster
Every step he takes his shoe crushes a capsule
Holds his breath, he knows what he smells isn’t natural
Looks down, it’s the body of the queen of his castle
“Baby please, baby please!!!"
"Wake up!!!”
He screams on his knees and he sees her hands around her stomach
Inside was a child
And realizes it was his…
[gun cock, gun shot]
Summer day,
An entire family died on that summer day
‘cause a facade made a girl give her love away
But those were Bobby’s consequences that he had to pay
Love is pain

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

A Little More lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Victoria Monet)

[Hook - Victoria Monet]
I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

[Verse 1 - Machine Gun Kelly]
I had a dream that the world changed
And for a minute there was no pain
Instead of presidents and old sayings
I heard lyrics from Kurt Cobain
Then I wake up to see the world's ill
Oceans tainted from the oil spills
How many kids have these wars killed?
How many families can't afford bills?
I wish that I could let the world know
That it's okay to let the pain show
And even though times seem bad
It always rains before the rainbow

[Hook - Victoria Monet]
I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

[Bridge - Victoria Monet + (Machine Gun Kelly)]
(I think we all)
We all need a little more love
(I think we all)
We all need a little more love
(We just need)
A little more love
(The world needs)
A little more love

[Verse 2 - Machine Gun Kelly]
In my hood money equals power
And in the world money controls everything we believe in
I can see we're in our darkest hour
Cause it feels like the government just as crooked as the police
I spent the weekend catchin' up on the news
A girl committed suicide after she was bullied at school
Cause some dudes told her she wasn't cool
But you would rather gossip about a famous person breaking the rules
I'm confused, tell me is my life's price worth the jewels?
They told me fight night I'm supposed to lose
Just cause in hindsight, they don't like my type
White boy with some rhythm and blues

[Hook - Victoria Monet]
I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

[Bridge - Victoria Monet + (Machine Gun Kelly)]
(I think we all)
We all need a little more love
(I think we all)
We all need a little more love
(We just need)
A little more love
(The world needs)
A little more love

[Verse 3 - Machine Gun Kelly]
You can give up like they tell you
Stop like they tell you
Be scared to dream for the top like they tell you
But I'm tryna tell you, fuck what they tell you

[Outro:]
(I think we, uh) And in these dark times, as a part of a generation they claim can't be saved, it's important to know we're not blind, we see the truth through blue and dark eyes, and I would rather die on my feet than live on my knees if I can't live free. Right now in the world we just need
(a little more love).

All Night Long lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Ay yo
This that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he puts his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got everybody hating
Success to me is inspiration
Cause how we supposed to know that what we dream is possible
If don't nobody that looks like us makes it?
You only got one life, don't waste it
I mean we only got one night, get wasted
I mean I know you're trying to think it out
But go with what you feel cause real problems can't be calculated
It's hard to find the answer when they have no explanation
It's hard to find where you're headed when there's no destination
It's hard to know when we're going when there's no expiration
So until that day, just keep that Kells inside your playlist and

[Hook:]
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Drinking whiskey like a desperado
My bitches drinking Reposado
Ashing in an empty bottle
Listening to the songs that put our asses in this empty condo
Remember ridin' 'round in Ashleigh's car though?
When the radio first played our song though?
Or at her house when MTV first showed my face
That clip was crazy, I swear it felt like we won the lotto
But a million bucks can't buy priceless moments
An a million people may not know us
But every one of us wants this gift we own
And that is: how is how to keep it real
How to never judge somebody by their steering wheel
Cause you know that mother fucker in that Ford Taurus
Could be the next mother fucker in that new Porsche
But like I said it's hard to know where you're headed
When there's no destination
So until that day, just keep that Kells inside your playlist and

[Hook:]
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

This shit right here, man, this shit feels right! Aye Dub! Aye Dre! Aye Irv! you know it's all year right? Hah! I'm sitting here in the middle of New York City, the night before I gotta turn my second album in, higher than a motherfucka, drunker than a motherfucka, with my boys, and I'm thinking, damn, man 5 years ago, we were dead broke chilling in Cleveland everyday, and the next thing you know, people are calling us about record deals. And you know, the crazy part is, Ashleigh rented this white Nissan Altima for me and Slim so we could drive out to New York. I think she had to some work some shit or something, so she couldn't go so we were gonna go out there and see what these labels were talking about. And I'm driving us there, but my license's suspended so I tell Slim, I'm like “Yo, I gotta pull up before we get to New York and switch, so you can drive in case we get pulled over" cause we got pulled over the last time we went there. But you know, he had a license so it made sense for him to drive so cut to like 7 and a half hours later, I'm pulling over in this emergency lane and right as I'm opening the door to switch with Slim, boom! This fucking car going full speed on the highway swerves off the road and smashed into us. Yo, I swear to God I woke up half my body's laying outside the car in the ditch, like 15-20 feet away from where we just were. The car was totalled, the windows were smashed, it was cold as fuck, it was raining outside, but we were actually okay. I mean, my boy had to go the hospital you know the ambulance came and shit, he ended up being alright, but our meeting's with the record label started at 2 and we didn't have no car, and now we were stuck in a fucking hospital in New Jersey. So this dude that, I ended up partnering with later on, his name's James McMillan, he comes and gets us to these meetings and shit, somehow, someway. I don't know if it was just because we just got into a crazy car crash and could've died a couple of hours ago but I'm in there and like you know I'm not feeling this shit man I'm not feeling this record label shit and we drove back to Cleveland. Now I'm back in Ashleigh's mom's basement, I'm thinking about life, you know, I'm on a shit ton of vicodin cause the doctors at the hospital you know gave us something cause we got into that car accident and Ashleigh runs downstairs and she's like “Yo, yo, Kells, Kells, you're not gonna believe who wants to talk to you right now." I'm like, "who?” She's like “He's gonna call you in 30 seconds." Now I guess, when I was in New York, I had made some kinda noise cause this dude named Byron who ended up becoming my manager later on took this video I had called “Chip off the Block” over to Bad Boy and showed Harve Pierre and Harve Pierre went and showed that vid to a guy named Puff, so I answer my phone, depressed, down, fucked up on vicodin and I hear: “Please hold, I have Mister Sean Combs for you." I said, god damn, life's about to change, man, I felt it. And sometimes thats all it takes, it's just that feeling you know what I mean. I knew I was gonna be here, and now I'm here

Feel that, uh
Lace up, Kells
Lace up, Kells
Farewell, yeah
This that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he puts his city on
That boy, Kells

Make It Happen lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Okay, I got a question
Am I loud out there?
I mean, do you really hear me? (Huh?)

The definition of greatness
Is in the making you're witnessing the amazing
Blame me if you awaken
You've been sleeping too long on the one who was chosen mufucka
You're probably unaware but I'm here to let you know it
Take a listen, shut the fuck up for once and just enjoy it: Real Music
Bullshit on the daily? try to avoid it
Your life's ass, similar to a toilet huh?
You see me living chasing everything I wanted, huh?
Forever blunted, ready for whatever coming, huh?
The mailman keep the check coming
The cash in keep the 'vette running
Stop sign? Bitch I run that
Look at where I hung at,
Bunch of Eastside boys on the field, punt that
Ball 4 life
Give me some shrooms for the serotonin
Me and the crew living for the moment
Everything we wanted is ours

[Hook:]
Put me in a fast car,
Big house with a beach for a backyard
Stress free cause I ain't trying to live with it
The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different
I used to dream until I realized it wasn't shit in reality
Cause you can make it happen
And I'ma make it happen
You gon' watch me make it happen bet you gon remember me
When you see me in that fast car,
Big house with a beach for a backyard
Stress free I ain't trying to live with it
The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different
I used to dream until I realized it wasn't shit in reality
Cause you can make it happen
And I'ma make it happen
You gon' watch me make it happen
Bet they gon remember me
Bet they gon remember me

Damn
So many people got them hating faces
Like why you mad at me? I’m just out here getting faces
Irritated with these bitches and their crazy ways
When all I wanted was some head on a lazy day, damn
(Where you been?)
On the other side of the map taking naps in first class getting paid to rap
Paid off having jobs since the seventh grade
Got laid off ever since I've been self made
See my homie want to see me win
Fronted me some bands told me "Youngin go and get it in"
He believed in it more than I, So I gotta ride
Down to die for my dawgs, yep, EST 4 Life
Opportunity took advantage I gotta manage
Even when it's hard, hard times, yea, what would I be without it?
The struggle made me tougher, forcing me to hustle
Money in demand, fuck fame ain't nothing but trouble dawg
I'm never perfect, I got flaws like a lot of ya'll
Who be critizing on the low, hating on ya boy
Ya'll defensive maybe that's why I offend you
When I dribble through my legs in the mall when it's time to ball
Life on the edge, hope I never fall
Though you pray I do, what a shame, but I maintain shooting for the stars
Let it bang bitch i'm out of range
And just know I shoot back with my rap name

[Hook:]
Put me in a fast car, big house with a beach for a backyard
Stress free cuz I ain't trying to live with it
The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different
I use to dream until I realized it wasn't shit in reality
Cuz you can make it happen
And I'ma make it happen
You gon' watch me make it happen bet you gon remember me
When you see me in that fast car,
Big house with a beach for a backyard
Stress free I ain't trying to live with it
The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different
I use to dream until I realized it wasn't shit in reality
Cuz you can make it happen
And I'ma make it happen
You gon' watch me make it happen
Bet they gon remember me
They gon' remember me
Bet they gon remember me
Bet they gon remember me

Round Here lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Uh, roll another I've been at it all night long
Uh, bedroom, bad bitch, bright white thong
Uh, but she's dark like the color of my heart is
Uh, and I will never love but she fuck me regardless
Uh, I'm in Cleveland if you want to come and witness how a boss lives
Uh, I'm a Beatle to these people like Paul McCart is
(Remember?)
Remember hitting 93rd back to Slim and Dub's mom's crib?
When we ain't wanna hear rappers talk about how their Saint Laurent fits
Bitch I still feel that way people say that way
People say that attitude will get you killed one day
But even in my wake nobody's safe
Cuz "keeping fake fucks out of the game" is in my will some way, okay?
Let's not sugar coat it, don't no rappers want it
I'll put the hands to em, they need hydrocodone
Catch me in the morning
Caught up in the moment
On the corner with some youngins that be styrofoamin, turn up,
I'm advanced with the burn up
25 L's for your man that's murder
22. Cal in the pants, that's murder
Homie let Kells on the track, that's murder
25 grams on the scale's unheard of
Add 3 more, make an ounce, then serve it
Flip it to a chicken, let the town get word
That you whippin that bitchh up in the kitchen like Ike Turner

[Hook:]
That is how they get it round here
That is how the fuck they get it round here
(round here, round here)
That is how they get it round here
That is how the fuck they get it round here
(round here, round here)
It's some Wahoo fitteds round here
It's some tattoo'd killers round here
(round here, round here)
But everybody snitchin round here
Gotta keep it independent round here
(round here, round here)
Gotta keep it trill round here
Bikes hit one wheel round here
It's a lot of pills round here
Anything for them bills round here
(anything for the loot)
They don't wear a mask round here
They be coming for yo ass round here
(please don't shoot)
You could never last round here
Call Kells for a pass round here

Uh, Roll another I been gone all day bitch
Uh, In the gutter with my brother up the way bitch
(Uptown)
Uh, Back in Shaker graduated '08 bitch
Shit, I couldn't get A's now a muthafucka A-list
You know a muthafucka dangerous
You know I'm really in the Land with the gangstas
I'm on Lakeshore heading to the range
With my .40 on some Wu-Tang 36 Chambers
Empty the whole thing then I'm going over to Harvard
I ain't talking about Cambridge,
If you don't understand the conversation
That's cause you don't speak a real man's language
Can't nobody see me on the Spades
I'm a muthafucking King with the Ace
I be in the muthafuckin city on the lake
Where they never hesitate to put a beam on your face
I can make an eighth flip to a quake quick, shits basic
18, learning all that in Mitch's basement
Big dreams, gotta chase em, stay anxious
Just left Avis I'm driving to the majors
2010 was a paper and a pen
2011 we was touring in a van
2012 was the muthafuckin year I put an album out
Now I ain't never looking back again
"Let me get a hand, let me get a hand!"
That right there is something you will never hear me saying
Bitch i'm from the C-L-E-V-E-Land
All you see is E-S-T round me man
Kells

[Hook:]
That is how they get it round here
That is how the fuck they get it round here
(round here, round here)
That is how they get it round here
That is how the fuck they get it round here
(round here, round here)
It's some Wahoo fitteds round here
It's some tattoo'd killers round here
(round here, round here)
But everybody snitchin round here
Gotta keep it independent round here
(round here, round here)
Gotta keep it trill round here
Bikes hit one wheel round here
It's a lot of pills round here
Anything for them bills round here
(anything for the loot)
They don't wear a mask round here
They be coming for yo ass round here
(please don't shoot)
You could never last round here
Call Kells for a pass round here

Therapy lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

I've known kells since I was like eleven
Since like sixth grade you know what I mean
Kells held me down a lot my cousin held me
Down a lot and that's really it people fall off real quick when
You're in here

Ay tell'em imma need a minute, damn
My heads fucked up I be thinkin' jail whenever hear'em
Say they need a sentence I be in the booth zoned out
They say they just need a couple lines and
The years on the road got me thinkin' blow
Even though they just wanted some bars like jail time
See there I go, somebody this drink from me, I love my bitches oh
Please god don't let them take none of the paint from me
And since you need a filler for the dead space
Sorry I had to get my head straight one of the homies back
Home caught a fed case
And how I'm suppose to feel when I'm in hollywood trynna get
A couple mil and I just got a call that my dawg got killed
And maybe it wouldn't have happened if I wouldn't have been
Out here but and still even back when dub had a job cuttin'
Steel even back when we was on the block up the hill up
Hundred thirty first there was blood gettin' spilled
I ain't re-invent the wheel mothafucka
This is how it is where I live mothafucka
Semis and blue nose pit mothafucka
Just in case they run up in the crib mothafucka
Got kids mothafucka
Fuck you think you knew about me?
Got a question? I don't even want to talk to you ask them
They the ones that grew up around me
Kept it 100 percent same crew till the end, kells

It's deeper than that you know what I mean
In so many years and all the shit we been through
That's definitely my brother
I do for him, he do for me
And it was always like that ay shit changes
Same mothafucka we grew up with we're still boys
He never really been for the bullshit he's one hunned

Imma need about an hour
And a first class ticket wait
Make that a jet and a champagne shower
Oh I ain't rich yet
Fuck it I can make a dollar inna dream, work
I was on the cover of double XL I ain't talkin' 'bout the big T-shirt
Lace up I'm finna run circles 'round squares in these nike airs
Finna go hard with my dawgs that were right there
Finna treat songs like a mothafuckin' pal
And flip an empty house to a mothafuckin crowd
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout yes sir
Errbody better pay respect yes sir
I be in the land with a steel tecsture
I object and a ways that they test first
Bitch I'm from the east side, east side
Watch first 48 I owe nobody just know I rep, rep OH, get it?
Fuck it if you don't I'm just ventin' like I use to do like these
Rappers I will never mention how stupid are you to think I would
Give you my attention when you nothin' but a peasant and
I am a fuckin' legend can you feel that?

Once we got our highschool they were teachin' shit
So we would just go do whatever get some money do whatever
We was always scared of kickin it though
Kids would want to battle and shit you know what I mean
Like he said he wanted to rap so he would push into random
Battle at school you know what I mean
I just knew one of us would make it in something you
Know what I mean and I just felt that

mixtape: "Fuck It" (2015)

• Almost lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• On Everything lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Tezo)
• Blue Skies lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Thoed Ass lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dub-O & Tezo)
• Conversations lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Rockstar (Interlude) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Rolling Stone lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Earl St. Clair)
• The Register lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Biggie lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (performed by Ray Jr.)

Almost lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Almost, to the top Almost Famous, shit ya'll know
Hesitation, don't get none
Still I'll go to the basement, put Vice City in the PlayStation
Get away from stress, keep j's rotating
Dab rings and a bad bitch naked, I just wanna live

See that's what the fuck I'm talkin about right there
Yeah yeah, I just wanna live
Let me smoke my weed in public, eat this In and Out burger
Can I, live? Sleep in till mothafuckin noon and fuck my bitch
You know what I'm saying?
That's my perfect world right there

Back to it
What if I don't wanna work?
For a boss I don't get along with
Name tag on a shirt
I'd rather be at home doing bong rips
But I'm just being real
A lil irresponsible but I don't really give a fuck how you feel
Cause this ain't your life
This is on my shit, my shit
Don't worry about where I'm at, who I'm with
Commenting on the words that come from my lips
Bitch, please excuse my wrist
While I whip, whip, whip, whip
The car they said I couldn't get
With the all black leather on, looking like the Matrix
I am the one like 2 joints, 35 millimeter life view point
Everything is like a movie now a days
Speaking of I did a movie the other day, ay!
I just, I just, I just wanna know am I being modest?
Asking 50k a show, or do I need mo'?
For all of the years it was slow
For every show where no one would've showed
For driving 12 hours to perform in the cold
Getting to the do and being told no
Bitch I want all that back times ten
Say it again, bitch I want all that back times ten
Bitch I want all that back times ten
One more gain, bitch I want all that back times ten
So, pay up!

On Everything lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Tezo)

[Verse 1 - Tezo:]
What's really good?
Niggas tell me that I made it when I hit the hood
Old girl gave it up like I knew she would
Like I knew you would
On that fake shit, that's a whoopy cushion
Old from the start type and he ain't gettin whoopings
I could tell, crabs in the bucket if I fall I'll break shells
They hating on Jesus, I ain't tripping, oh well
I'm just tryna live, word to bond
Swipe it like a visa, catch me if you cheetah
Franklin's new Aretha
I am great, nice to meet ya
On my toes like a ballerina
After this shit drop out won't be making pieces
I ain't never lie, killing everything moving, Mr. Homicide
Mr. Dinner Date, Mr. My Guy
I been doing this but right now I'm at an all time high
I heard you talkin shit but I'm a let it slide
And maybe your chick too, I shine like a gold tooth
Cause niggas is so poop
Fetch me a trash can, I'm suttin like Shaftman
Yeah, body body like P in 97 man
Ya'll niggas out here lookin like Terry
Ya'll niggas out here lookin like
Made peace with the past, hello future
Can't look back, no time for that
Waiting on a miracle, you can't do that
You gotta go and get it like a pick up order, ay
I woke up out in California, my Cali chick like good morning
Food cooked, weed rolled for me
I just laugh cause I think it's funny
Everybody love you when they think that you getting money
Ay I can't wait to ball, like a bad ass kid, tear up the mall
And she got some on, tell her pull down them drawers
Hit it on the first night, I never call
Married to the game, rocking chains instead of wedding ring
If he in the way stretch him out like a limousine
These niggas frontin they don't want the cake like Anna Mae
I am here to stay, I put that on everything

[Chorus:]
I put that on everything, I put that on everything
I put that on everything, I'm here to stay
I put that on everything, bitch
I put that on everything, I put that on everything
I put that on everything, bitch we here to stay
I put that on everything

[Verse 2 - Machine Gun Kelly:]
Me and the crew sippin brews, steady skipping school
Never trusted no one so we tuck a 22
Call a couple bitches, fuck em till they mouths drool
That's how a young muhfucka from the land do
I mean a young muhfucka from the land too trill, too real, too I'll
Excuse me if I do not do it for the camera
Bitch I grew up in the jungle, I'm fucking bananas
My gorillas with me and m dealer with me
With 50 pounds of the sticky icky
Straight from the... boys in the Windy City
Pity, pity these mothafuckas smokin bunk
I light a j and kill a verse, put that shit in the trunk
Back in shaker used to kill em on the table a ton
Bet a couple dollars you could lose the shit if you want
Fuck a rest, still chase change
Always make the mothafucka money
Mever let the money make me, bitch
Young gunner, salute when you see me
I live what I'm rapping for real, you just do it for TV, believe me
My hands bulimic, throwin up L's
Those fans deleted wack rappers and listen to Kells
Used to walk up to the dairy market, get me a shell
Cop a gram from the 5 for my homies in bail
Still 357 under the front of my belt
Now my album is selling off the fucking front of the shelves
This a evolution, a real mothafucka made it, what a revolution
Still muhfuckas hate it, but they couldn't do it
Let me educate the students
You couldn't measure my ground with 80 million rulers
I do this
Shhhh, you could try me if you want and be foolish
But I'm the champion, that means that everyone else loses
You put that money on me, guaranteed you'll recoup it
Bitch I am legend, name a rapper that I haven't influenced

[Chorus]

Blue Skies lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

[Verse 1:]
Look, never had a cent now I got a bent
I ain't talkin Bentley's, I'm talkin a bitch
I got her bent over she bustin them splits
Looking up at the star, I'm telling her make a wish
Hoes come around me tryna leave rich
But I give em no shit so they leave pissed
Fuck em, Here is to the night, like Eve 6
My partner ain't gotta put the dough into the deep dish
Mic check, can you hear me?
I'm loud as a symphony
Smoke in my lungs, I'm a chimney
Get it in your head like epiphanies
Realize I am Prince Akeem, I roll with the semi
So many repent me, part of em resent me
They think I'm Lucifer, I think God blessed me
I was in hell while you rappers on Jet ski's
How in the fuck can yo raps represent me?
I was on ten, now I'm on fifty
I just spent a hundred, tell em roll it up quickly
I just got a hundred missed calls from the city
Keep it 100, everybody fuck with me
Keep it 100, Kells, Keep it 100
Fuck ya'll, you don't know nothing
I keep it 3 thou like Andre
I done been an Outkast since I came up out mom's stomach
I been smoking weed since I was a fetus
Lil bad mothafucka, needed Baby Jesus
Tryna be a millionaire, where the fuck Regis?
Leaders of the new school and we all teachers
First lesson blue skies, blue dream, red eyes and catch red eyes
Fuck the real world, Kells

[Chorus:]
Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, stay real
Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, for real
Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, stay real
Throw it up when you see me, roll one up when you see me, for real

[Verse 2:]
24/7 I'm putting in work, came from the gutter no stain on my shirt
You know the land is where champions birthed
So I hold the title till I land in the dirt
Motorcycles, auto-rifles, and purp
Overnight they think I tripled my worth
Gotta stay ready, these haters will lurk
But this ain't what you want, now I'm feeling like dirt
This ain't what you want
Sing that shit to em like Gerald Levert
Couldn't sleep on me with Ambien first
Let the kid nap like an Amber alert
Wake up and you know I had to get turnt
Bottle of Jameson matching my shirt
Back on the road, gotta pack up the merch
And I smoke so much tree that I damage the earth
Yeah, EST watch it
Don't make me get on my young shit
Don't get me talking that gun shit
Don't make me turn this whole thing to a function
Don't make assumptions
I'm from the C, I ain't talkin bout Compton
I'm from the 6, I ain't talkin Toronto
Bitch I'm from Cleveland, you know the motto
I'm the city's Lucky Luciano, the gunner

[Chorus]

Thoed Ass lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dub-O & Tezo)

[MGK:]
Yeah, bitch
I’ma thoed ass, blowed ass, dick in the throat ass
Wake up in the morning, hundred joints rolled ass
Rich muhfucka, wit no class
Bitch I’m from the land, you don’t wanna go there
Bitch you talkin grams, I be smokin’ O’s, yeah
Hotbox whip, I don’t need the Ozium
I ain’t hiding my shit, I’m a fuckin grown man
If the cops come, then oh well, uh huh
I’m still smoking my Blu Cantrell
Yeah, I might fuck around and blow a zip
Have both my lungs like oh shit
I’ma show them how a Cleveland muhfucka do
Bitch, went straight to the league from the public school
Shit, ya’ll know it’s no struggle, no progress
Hmmm, so I told the bitch work, go topless
Church, I’m a muhfuckin asshole
Tattooed to the sandals, fuck a bitch while I stand though
Burn a little wax, no candle
I’m buying Cubans by the pack, no Castro
They know I never try to hide like Camo
We in the mothafuckin field like Rambo
And you know I will steal a rich boy Lambo
And drive that mothafucka straight to a bando
24/7 get work, I grew up around them Hot Boyz, Lil Turk
Ay, I’m 25 gotta get turnt, I’m a young rockstar like Lil’ Kurt
Ay, 20 after 4 get burnt, everyday’s Friday no big one
30 more days till the first and the hood gets paid, you better learn, bitch

[Dub-O:]
I been around like a merry-go
I swear a year ago, I told myself to piss on every hater like a urinal
I ain’t tryna hear no, not gon fear no
We ain’t really have to tell cause niggas still tellin on
Name ring ring like a telephone, DUB-O!
I don’t know ya, EST, I’m a soldier
All we do is smoke doja, still make ‘em say uhhh
Master my P’s so cut the head off a cobra
I’m in tip-top shape, yup
If I want it, I could get ya taste girl
Play the cut, how the cut should be played yup
Everything about me going way up
I sit back and watch you talk a lot while you talk a lot
Got to keep it pimpin, so I take the pimpin back to the parking lot
I’m a G wit it, OD wit it, nigga if we talkin money then you know we get it
Your face lookin hella mad, yeah you hella mad doing hella bad, I’m seeing that
And me, I’m eating hella crabs, yeah hella crabs, getting hella fat, by the pocket yeah
Bitch don’t get it twisted, I been poppin on the low
I’m underground wit it, nigga you ain’t got a clue
I been had the juice like … on the roof
And you can dick a bitch up if you ever want the truth
Young nigga got

Thoed ass, thoed ass, thoed ass
Blowed ass, dick in the throat ass
Wake up in the morning 100 joints rolled ass
Rich muhfucka, rich muhfucka

[Tezo:]
I am from the land till I D-I-E
If you getting right you need a Hum-vee
And a big bag of that OG
Price so low you would swear I wit the police
If she come wit me, she ain’t comin back
Tell her put it on my lap, clap it like a [?]
Run up on me if you want I’ll tell you to, I’ll run it back
I wonder can he handle that, naw he can’t handle that
I got 10 freaky bitches tryna lick a nigga nuts
100 crooked cops tryna get a nigga luck
God bless the track niggas
I can see the future and it come wit hella racks wit it
Like I’m up at Saks wit it
Young Kyrie with the shot
Young Don Juan, what you thought?
Take her up top, then I let her drop
I’ma B-A Double L until they put me in a box, Ball

Thoed ass, thoed ass, thoed ass
Blowed ass, dick in the throat ass
Wake up in the morning 100 joints rolled ass
Rich muhfucka, rich muhfucka

Conversations lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

I ain't slept in months y'all
(Eyes so red[?]) I can't see what's real
R-r-roll me up a blunt dog
Sorry but this is the way that I live
And if the world so big why can't I fit in?
Feels just like folks back in the sit in
Because I ain't goin' no where unless I eat and
I won't play the game cause everybody cheat but
I will pay the toll cause life ain't cheap
Keep Pac on the beat all eyes on me
See I on the streets not I
In-the-stry eye for an eye when it comes to the beef
Got a problem with me don't come to the C
216 to the 213 that's what I call 21 jump street
Never jump ship though that shit weak same crew
Same boat muhfuka' don't sink I'm sayin'

Long nights, contemplating
Stopping Satan from taking my life
Bright lights, dark places
Strange faces, this is my life

Let me tell you something you already know
The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows
It's a very mean and nasty place and i don't care how
Tough you are it will beat you to your knees and will
Keep you there permanently if you let it you, me or
Nobody will hit as hard as life but it ain't about how
Hard you hit it's about how hard you can get hit and
Keep moving forward how much you can take and keep
Moving forward that's how winners done (how winners done)
(how winners done) (how winners done)

Long nights, contemplating
Stopping Satan from taking my life
Bright lights, dark places
Strange faces, this is my life
This is my life, this is my life
This is my life

Now if you know what you're worth now go out and get what
You're worth but you got to be willing to take the hits
And not pointin' fingers sayin' you ain't where you want to be
Because of him or her or anybody cowards do that and that ain't
You, you're better than that (that that that that that that that)

Rockstar (Interlude) lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

You think you can dress up like me and be a rockstar? (No Sir)
No sir; you have no idea what it takes. You think it's all sex, drugs, and rock and roll, huh?
No one does a gig how I do a gig half cut - not even at your age.
Why don't you do your own thing? Get your own life? It's like being bloody Elvis

Rolling Stone lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Earl St. Clair)

[Earl St. Clair:]
Let me tell you how the story goes
See I was born to rock and roll
My momma kept me close to home
While my daddy was a rolling stone
So I rock (so I rock) and I roll (and I roll)
And I rock (and I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh
So I rock (so I rock) and I roll (and I roll)
And I rock (and I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Who remembers trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents
Who remembers sneaking into liquor stores tryna get bent
Who remembers stealing every album out of pops old car?
And listening to those growning up tryna be a rock star
Back in the days b-back in the days backpack full of Andres
That's three stacks and the chronic no weight
More like three dollars and a 2pac safe
Principal calling my dad, Colson isn't showin up to class
Colson got into a fight your son isn't gonna pass
Well your damn right my books were in the trash
I was at Sharks playing guitar with the band, jam
Pretend like we were playing for some fans
Go to chance like we were paying for some bands, ran
Security caught us we got banned now dad's at home
Drunk waiting with heavy hands bam
So I ran away with whatever CD it was that I was gonna play
Music always had my back when its just me in the dark
Fell asleep on the slide in the park wake up

[Earl St. Clair:]
Let me tell you how the story goes
See I was born to rock and roll
My momma kept me close to home
While my daddy was a rolling stone
So I rock (so I rock) and I roll (and I roll)
And I rock (and I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh
So I rock (so I rock) and I roll (and I roll)
And I rock (and I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Machine Gun Kelly:]
Today I took four shots
Leaned out my window and pissed on four cops
Noise complaints everyday knock knock
But I'm busy with four porn stars on my cock
Busy damagin hotels and gift shops
Quick to shoplift take a wrist watch
Put me on a stage at a show and I mosh
I done shaved so much blow that I rock
[?] seem like every morning my lawyer is on the phone
Talkin bout another fight or another case from another night
Where the dude backstage at a place upstate but I'm done with it
My life have fun with it call my little brother up tell him get the drums hittin'
Tell the rest of the band to plug up and yell to the rest of these bands to shut up
Mic check 1, 2 if you don't like me than check your IQ
Cause I ain't dumb my mind is just numb from all the substance inside that I've done
I had to try some meanwhile I'm young though in the strip club with all of my ones
But you don't want to live my life I'm just telling you about the highlights, Kells

[Earl St. Clair:]
Let me tell you how the story goes
See I was born to rock and roll
My momma kept me close to home
While my daddy was a rolling stone
So I rock (so I rock) and I roll (and I roll)
And I rock (and I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh
So I rock (so I rock) and I roll (and I roll)
And I rock (and I rock) and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh

Hold on let me catch my breath
Ok over here to the left
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (I like this)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (right side what's up?)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (woooooo yeah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (y'all ready)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (come on)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (yeah, louda, yeah)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (yeahhhhhhh)

Okay
Everyday, Mary Jane
everyday, every night
if I said it then I meant it
shit I'm on this every night

The Register lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Yeah, okay
Now there’s a meaning to this thing called life
But you just gotta find it in this thing called strife
I wish I could rewind and show you this is all hype
Show you just because they stars doesn’t mean they got stripes, for real though
But me, I got them verses that’ll kill though
And me, I’m EST now that’s a family I would kill for
Shout out to the fans who held me down before the deal though
And I can’t forget my team, I pray one day we’ll make a million, and blow it all
Cause when we die we ain’t taking it wit us
Materials make a [?]
Now ain’t that backwards we impressed by the fame in this era
My girl a queen, she don’t need a tiara
She don’t need an umbrella either just give her the ring
We don’t need help, they the built the pyramids without a crane
Insane sometimes I feel we born without a brain
We only looking at the dollars, what we really need is change
I'm sayin, if that shit doesn’t register, might as well get used to stealing singles out the register
Baby momma calling, she need 30 for a pedicure
Student loan collector blow your phone up on the regular
How we supposed to live baby? This isn’t it baby
We supposed to have a condo and a crib baby, damn
But you forgot the first rule of the game
They don’t remember riches, they just remember the name (Kells)
Uh so go and get it homie
One thing for sure I know the block ain’t gonna get it for me
Two thing’s for certain, I ain’t tryna let em [?]
And if they is just know I’m walking wit my pistol on me
This ain’t that B shit or C shit, this is that D.O.D shit
That means Do or Die, cause ain’t no you, if it’s you and I
I ain’t a gangster but I will be just to stay alive
I’m rollin’ in the cut, staying high
Roll to the cinema and stay the night
My life’s like TV with this daytime drama
All this Law and Order, a lot of comedy
And relationships like Tina and Ike, these bitches craaaaaazy
That’s why I’m tellin’ ya
Look up at the sky instead of staring at a cellular
You could be the greatest why would you wanna be regular?
Just know that your greatness comes from how they gon’ remember ya
Not from how you spend baby, that isn’t it baby
You ain’t gotta have a condo or a crib baby
But now you know the first rule of the game
They don’t remember riches, they just remember the name
They don’t remember
They just remember the name

Kells
Rose from the ashes like a Phoenix
Rose, rose [?]
Got my weight up in my hood we call that triple-beamin’
Fuck introductions, skip the name and just call me Cleveland
Homie caught up at bail, tryna get out this precinct
Tell ‘em we give ‘em hell, funny I started preaching
And when I say I gotta respect the city you gon’ believe it
Cause everybody left us and they know I’m never leaving
So I turn it up one time for the days standing on the corner
Talkin shit and getting lifted, sippin’ brews and Arizona
And when one time came through everybody gone except for me
I couldn’t leave, I am a loner, with the mind of a stoner
And dreams of putting this game in a choker
And fuckin her till she pay me like Oprah
I’m not a hoper, I’m a knower
I’ll voice in the forecast like Al Roker
So even if it pours, I am Noah, two oars
Two rowers, row us to two shores
Found promised land, now we lying on two floors
One for the fam, the other for two whores
Fuck two minutes, I did this in two chords, of course
I’m too versatile for a chorus
Done too many tours to be a tourist
Fuck the magazine, I am the Source
I am too bossed to be employed
More stories about your boy than Chuck Norris
Kells, listen up!

Biggie lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (performed by Ray Jr.)

Smoking big 50's, doing big in big cities
Hit the strip club, big as some big titties
Poppin' big bottles, big 'tron, big Remy
Versace shades on me like Biggie
Baby, baby

Smoking big 50's, doing big in big cities
Hit the strip club, big as some big titties
Poppin' big bottles, big 'tron, big remy
Red bone with me like Biggie
Baby, baby

Countin' big benji's, doing big in big cities
[?] bleed you be smoking big 50's
Big body Benz, big rims, big paint
A 4 in the fanta boy that's a big drank
Hard gold rollie on me, that's a big wrist
Paying for the pussy dog that's a dick trick
Her bird in the hundred benz, that's a Biglet
Plug told on the hood, that's a big snitch
Free my nigga Chase but that's the big homie
Never left the crib without something big on it
City full of woods boy and I'm the big ticket
.40 with the extendo, we call that the big biscuit

Smoking big 50's, doing big in big cities
Hit the strip club, big as some big titties
Poppin' big bottles, big 'tron, big Remy
Versace shades on me like Biggie
Baby, baby

Smoking big 50's, doing big in big cities
Hit the strip club, big as some big titties
Poppin' big bottles, big 'tron, big remy
Red bone with me like Biggie
Baby, baby

Miami for the weekend nigga that's the big beach
ATL Goergia we call that the big peach
Shake that ass for me, do it like a big freak
Hundred bottles in the club feeling like I'm Big Meech
Riding foes, escalate with the big screen
Niggas hating but them niggas sweet like they 16
[?] we call that the big [?]
Them broke niggas love coming off of big digits
Big Gucci, big Louis, big Fen
Never pillow talkin' chicks but that's some bitch shit

Smoking big 50's, doing big in big cities
Hit the strip club, big as some big titties
Poppin' big bottles, big 'tron, big Remy
Versace shades on me like Biggie
Baby, baby

Smoking big 50's, doing big in big cities
Hit the strip club, big as some big titties
Poppin' big bottles, big 'tron, big remy
Red bone with me like Biggie
Baby, baby

Ay they sayin' Ray you don't flame nigga
I reply shit ain't shit changed nigga
Rolex diamond shinin', seats reclinin'
These niggas rather kick with [?] as I climb it
Louis luggage, first class flights to switch the climate
She representin' on the bent, I had to blind it
7-50 LI shit, I let her test drive
They say foreign cars increase a dicks sex drive
All my bitches blow that check for them cheap hoes
I like my bitches in 2's, I call em free throws
Off in Dolo, ride solo, [?]
Now we rock our own logo's
The dial dialing, no nigga hotter, hey pop a bottle
One year local, ya tote a 40 when ya blow a choppa
If getting money a lawn, then I'm a grasshopper
Versace shades, red bone like I'm Big Poppa
Ay

Smoking big 50's, doing big in big cities
Hit the strip club, big as some big titties
Poppin' big bottles, big 'tron, big Remy
Red bone on me like Biggie
Baby, baby

Smoking big 50's, doing big in big cities
Hit the strip club, big as some big titties
Poppin' big bottles, big 'tron, big remy
Versace shades on me like Biggie
Baby, baby

mixtape: "Black Flag" (2013)

• Raise The Flag lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Breaking News lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Peso lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Meek Mill & Pusha T)
• Black Tuxedo lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Tezo)
• Mind Of A Stoner lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Wiz Khalifa)
• D&G lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Sean McGee)
• Skate Cans lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• 50 Interlude lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. French Montana)
• Baddest lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Miss Me lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Dub O)
• Street Dreams lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Swing Life Away lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Kellin Quinn)
• Home Soon lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly
• Dark Side Of The Moon lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Raise The Flag lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

[Hook:]
Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play
And every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues drawn
It's always darkest before the dawn

[Verse 1:]
Kells,
All these pretty lights,
Can't you see em?
Endless nights,
In my life's museum,
Where we see our heroes,
And pretend to be em,
And we seize the day,
Carpe Diem,
Previous to this dream state I had leftovers on each plate,
Left shoe all tattered up from this long journey my feet ache,
Left the life that I lived because everyday was just replays,
And I dreamed big, walked around in my PJ's,
And my street days are still here,
Never changed like I still wear,
The same pair,
Phone call? What for?
We ain't long distance, I'm still there,
Still on the blocks where gun cocks and gunshots are more familiar of a sound then what's "hot",
12 dollar showers at truck stops would give anybody motivation that you must not lose this one shot...

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Demon days,
Evil nights,
Happy hours,
Frequent flights,
God flow,
People's strife,
Hear it once,
Speak it twice,
Hearts never break even,
And they change color like seasons,
Backs turn like treason,
But somehow you swear you ain't leaving,
Follow me now, follow me now,
Spoon fulls of sugar and handfuls of medicine help it go down,
Help it go down,
I was just a fool in a room full of Edison's, look at me now,
Look at me now,
Feel my words,
Look at this sound,
Reminiscin on when I was lookin out on the city
Wishin a million muthafuckas gave me that crown, bitch I run this town.

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Kells,
All of the people out there with me right now,
Raise your muthafuckin flags,
See this is the beginning,
This is ours,
This is black flag.

Breaking News lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

[Intro: talking - Interview Sound Clip of Diddy]
No mercy has begun
Ladies and gentlemen
Machine Gun Kelly
This kid, I think he is a star
He's one of the best live performers I've ever seen
He's also more importantly a movement

[Verse 1:]
Backpack? Fuck that
I was always hanging where the thugs at
I was always hanging with the rugrats
Someone come and show me where the drugs at
Someone come and pop on a hot song, meaning my shit, get an iPhone take a video and make it last long get some popcorn because I murder every single instrumental that I get on
And a muthafucka isn't gonna stop the shit
Until I make an album like a 2pacalypse
Until I'm killing everybody like in Auschwitz
Until I'm revolutionary like a Gandhi is
Until I'm poppin' all these bottles to accomplishments
Until I'm always hot no matter what the climate is
Until whenever somebody is feeling talkative my name is brought up, doesn't matter what the topic is
Didn't think I rap? Bitch I flow like "boom boom bap"
Bitch I come from where you never moved at
Look into my room get a view, look at my past
God damn
Got weed, got jack, oxy's? Had that
Got Jimi, got Slash, got shrooms, got hash
Bipolar syndrome, kicked in, got mad
Walked on the red carpet like kiss my ass you bitch

[More Sound Clips of Various People talking about MGK:]
He was truly the only developed on-point performer on the bill
If you know anything about lyricists, then you know who MGK is
I need a freestyle, I need to hear Machine Gun Kelly spit

[Verse 2:]
Fuck that, y'all don't gotta hear shit
Ask anybody in the 216 if my name rings bells in them bricks
"Man everybody know who that is"
What you hate, boy? You late, boy
You ain't heard about that great boy?
3 letter name cacausian boy
Used to live right there up the way, boy
You heard about him, you've said the name
You saw the iTunes and clicked to play
You liked the shit and you bought the shit
Put him on the playlist right next to Jay
Then your girl saw me, I signed her tits
And she disappeared you couldn't find the bitch
Then your heart stopped you know what time it is
I put my dick in her common sense
Fuck boy you lonely
Fuck boy you phony
You would think these fuck boys fucking boys with the way that they be all on me
If it ain't EST in your mouth... then whatever you rep is corny
Got a new single without me on it? That shit's boring, bitch I'm snoring
Man I'm touring every damn day
I showed y'all how to turn up
100 j's in my ashtray bitch I showed y'all how to burn up
I sacrificed what y'all wouldn't give to these kids and now you love fans?
None of these rappers got a movement tell 'em quit jocking my ass
God damn...
And y'all can have the bloggers I don't type shit
God gave me both these hands to fight with
Wassup!?
Now say goodnight quick because my right fist's like Vicodin
Might just throw you on the ground like dices
Might just go into the pocket with your license, get a wallet and a couple dollars, buy nice shit
Dyke bitches all over my dick, that's priceless
I just fuck 'em if they're wet like Pisces
Wives is jealous of the bitch I'm with cause they almost F'd like D-... get it?
Digest every little word I'm spittin' cause it's food for thought so pay attention
Better listen, I'm on a mission to killing off all of my competition and if you are with that then good riddance muthafucka!

[Outro: Talking - More Various Interview Sound Clips]
Now Machine Gun Kelly seems like somebody you would diss,
Lyrically I wouldn't think you'd like Machine Gun Kelly
What are you trying to say, he's wack or something?
He is wack
He's not wack
He's better than 80% of the rappers out there
It must be nice being MGK right now
The rapper recently released what he says to be the true meaning of his Lace Up movement
If there was ever a musical speaker that I could put out there for my personality, Machine Gun Kelly was it

Peso lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Meek Mill & Pusha T)

[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
I be going hard for that
Peso, peso, peso, peso, peso, peso
I be going hard for that
Peso, peso, peso, peso, peso, peso

Shit, I be goin' hard... (I need a dollar, dollar, dollar that's what I need)
That's right... (I need a dollar, dollar, dollar that's what I need)
Get money... (I need a dollar, dollar, dollar that's what I need)
That's right... (I need a dollar, dollar, dollar that's what I need)

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Kells
I be going hard for them pesos
Came from the bottom made a milli
Squad move when I say so
Gotta bring them dollars to the city
Muthafuckas thought I wasn't living
Daddy thought I never could've did it
Now my hood see that Wahoo fitted on the TV screen next to Diddy
Praise God for my brothers
I'll rob for my brothers
Cause when times was hard I flipped that pack like somersaults for my brothers
And I never ride with them suckers
Dick hard for my bitch
And without me half of these rappers wouldn't exist, shit I be going hard for that...

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
My taste level on Ace level
Spade nigga for a paid nigga
We darkskinned, south of France
All acting like Jay nigga
Jetski and I'm jetlagged
Still smelling like jet fuel
That PJ split three ways, 60 making that jet move
My pesos from Play Cloths, Pyrex from Pedro
Tags pop from Pucci to Paul Smith to Penrose
Been down, that's ten toes
Score nigga, that's endzone
Ask me I sell dope, N-O from this Benzo

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
I'm getting paid when I wake up cause I hustle hard before I go to sleep
And now I got my cake up, I'm balling hard like I'm suppose to be
Got bad bitches tryna roll with me
White bitches like "totally"
V.S. stones all over me
And I'm killing niggas no first degree
Cause I'm going hard for that peso
Selling blocks no lego
Got killers all on my payroll
And they shoot like O.J. Mayo
In the coupe, pull up like "hey ho"
With the top down on that bitch
And when they cat scan my body it was dollar signs on that bitch, whoa!

[Hook]

Black Tuxedo lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Tezo)

[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!

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]

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.

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]

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]

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!

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]

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.

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]

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