Mac Miller - Apparition lyrics
[Mac Miller - Apparition lyrics]
Yeah yeah
Gnillor peek tsuj, looc s'ti
Dnim reven, tiaw, hO
?ni semoc ssab eht erehw ees, morf
Em trats uoy nac, tiaw, yllautcA
Yeah, turn the beat up a little bit yeah
Um yeah
I've been rappin' since the apparition
G-g-g-god was gonna kill me and
I'm glad he didn't
Might have made a bad decision
He just left me with an
Ocean and a bad religion
While Mary Magdalene laughin'
Smokin' a pack of Winstons
Up on a church hill
Acid trippin' with older men
As they tell her stories, she's seducin' 'em
But she only usin' 'em
My studio is filled with spirit's
And every single lyric dedicated
To my dearest friends
Yeah, and lord knows that
We hate the questions
So back and forth, exchange faces over wine
Playin' table tennis at dinner
I end up so bitter when I lose
Defeat hurts, I got scissors in my shoes
And I'm dancin' never got the steps right
Loose, I never slept tight
But, I'ma keep dancin' yeah
Yeah
I did a cannonball off the deep end
My boat was comin' to America
Pouch of fairy dust and
A little poodle terrier
A silver Derringer, smile for the camera
(Take a picture)
Split your line up like James Farrior
I've always been a cowboy
They need me like the cancer cure
Weed loud as crowd noise
We just let the amber burn
Wiffle ball's a child's toy
Ain't fuckin' with amateurs
I'm Ken Griffey on the Mariners
Okay, I'm way beyond the boundaries
Outside of parameters
The rap chancellor, jacket made of camel fur
And Clockwork got every single
Answer 'cept time
I've experienced every feelin' except fine
I'm line dancin' again
Gnillor peek tsuj, looc s'ti
Dnim reven, tiaw, hO
?ni semoc ssab eht erehw ees, morf
Em trats uoy nac, tiaw, yllautcA
Yeah, turn the beat up a little bit yeah
Um yeah
I've been rappin' since the apparition
G-g-g-god was gonna kill me and
I'm glad he didn't
Might have made a bad decision
He just left me with an
Ocean and a bad religion
While Mary Magdalene laughin'
Smokin' a pack of Winstons
Up on a church hill
Acid trippin' with older men
As they tell her stories, she's seducin' 'em
But she only usin' 'em
My studio is filled with spirit's
And every single lyric dedicated
To my dearest friends
Yeah, and lord knows that
We hate the questions
So back and forth, exchange faces over wine
Playin' table tennis at dinner
I end up so bitter when I lose
Defeat hurts, I got scissors in my shoes
And I'm dancin' never got the steps right
Loose, I never slept tight
But, I'ma keep dancin' yeah
Yeah
I did a cannonball off the deep end
My boat was comin' to America
Pouch of fairy dust and
A little poodle terrier
A silver Derringer, smile for the camera
(Take a picture)
Split your line up like James Farrior
I've always been a cowboy
They need me like the cancer cure
Weed loud as crowd noise
We just let the amber burn
Wiffle ball's a child's toy
Ain't fuckin' with amateurs
I'm Ken Griffey on the Mariners
Okay, I'm way beyond the boundaries
Outside of parameters
The rap chancellor, jacket made of camel fur
And Clockwork got every single
Answer 'cept time
I've experienced every feelin' except fine
I'm line dancin' again