Mac Miller - Face The Facts lyrics
[Mac Miller - Face The Facts lyrics]
Hey, hey hey
(Just a display of rhyme skill, man
That's what it is)
92 'til infinity and beyond and beyond
Aight, look (Muhfucker still rap, biatch)
Hey when I was fifteen
It was my dream to work with Preem
He believe in what I do
So now he's makin' this beat
And I'm writin' these rhymes
Makin' sure that I kill it
Shinin' like I'm acrylic
The government can't conceal it
My style, they try to steal it
'cause people startin' to feel it
I'm goin' on these adventures
Somethin' like on a field trip
And now I'm growin' up
Lookin' around this planet
Some shit be goin' on and
I just can't understand it
No need to panic, gotta expand this (I, I, I)
A million downloads
I'm takin' over your bandwidth
Moments all candid: Kodak
Reminisce and go back
Life real good, want y'all to know that
Don't have no deal and no half a mill
Just on my Gang Starr shit
With some Mass Appeal
Go platinum independently, incredibly dope
Ya need a telescope to come and get at me
The naked eye could never see
And label my identity
They see my middle finger
Shut the fuck up and let me be
That's how it's always been and
How it will be
Filthy ass rhymes, makin' money
But I'm still me
Flippin' the mics, spittin' this nice
Never could get everything that I liked
Now I can cop it no matter the price
Fuck it, forget it, I'm rappin' for life
Can't tell me shit, I got my own mind
Six in the mornin': that's go time
Face the facts, you got to understand
Ain't no stoppin' me face the facts
But all all you gotta do is
Keep it real with a playa
Face the facts, you got to understand
Ain't no stoppin' me
You know how the story goes
And and and if you do what I do
Then go and follow
Hey had to take the beat and let it breathe
Usin' up the oxygen the kid
He go and rock and there
Ain't nobody that stoppin' him
Poppin' up, bars on bars
You see me stockin' up
Workin' every second of the day
Is still not enough not on that cocky stuff
Want y'all to acknowledge us
If you don't suck my dick, bitch, esophagus
You probably just go all on the internet
See a conversation
Then you feel the need to interject
I ain't finished yet
You don't think this kid a threat?
I'm on a, ain't find me supervision yet
You a MP3, I'm still in cassette, vintage yet
Futuristic with some shit that
Split your deck
My cadence complex, rhyme without a concept
Atomic rhymes
You just a stupid fake bomb threat
Six in the mornin' and
I'm writin' these rhymes
Workaholic, so you know that every
Night is a grind
Face the facts, you got to understand
Ain't no stoppin' me face the facts
But all all you gotta do is
Keep it real with a playa
Face the the facts, you got to understand
Ain't no stoppin' me
You know how the story goes
And if and if and if you do what I do
Then go and follow
(Just a display of rhyme skill, man
That's what it is)
92 'til infinity and beyond and beyond
Aight, look (Muhfucker still rap, biatch)
Hey when I was fifteen
It was my dream to work with Preem
He believe in what I do
So now he's makin' this beat
And I'm writin' these rhymes
Makin' sure that I kill it
Shinin' like I'm acrylic
The government can't conceal it
My style, they try to steal it
'cause people startin' to feel it
I'm goin' on these adventures
Somethin' like on a field trip
And now I'm growin' up
Lookin' around this planet
Some shit be goin' on and
I just can't understand it
No need to panic, gotta expand this (I, I, I)
A million downloads
I'm takin' over your bandwidth
Moments all candid: Kodak
Reminisce and go back
Life real good, want y'all to know that
Don't have no deal and no half a mill
Just on my Gang Starr shit
With some Mass Appeal
Go platinum independently, incredibly dope
Ya need a telescope to come and get at me
The naked eye could never see
And label my identity
They see my middle finger
Shut the fuck up and let me be
That's how it's always been and
How it will be
Filthy ass rhymes, makin' money
But I'm still me
Flippin' the mics, spittin' this nice
Never could get everything that I liked
Now I can cop it no matter the price
Fuck it, forget it, I'm rappin' for life
Can't tell me shit, I got my own mind
Six in the mornin': that's go time
Face the facts, you got to understand
Ain't no stoppin' me face the facts
But all all you gotta do is
Keep it real with a playa
Face the facts, you got to understand
Ain't no stoppin' me
You know how the story goes
And and and if you do what I do
Then go and follow
Hey had to take the beat and let it breathe
Usin' up the oxygen the kid
He go and rock and there
Ain't nobody that stoppin' him
Poppin' up, bars on bars
You see me stockin' up
Workin' every second of the day
Is still not enough not on that cocky stuff
Want y'all to acknowledge us
If you don't suck my dick, bitch, esophagus
You probably just go all on the internet
See a conversation
Then you feel the need to interject
I ain't finished yet
You don't think this kid a threat?
I'm on a, ain't find me supervision yet
You a MP3, I'm still in cassette, vintage yet
Futuristic with some shit that
Split your deck
My cadence complex, rhyme without a concept
Atomic rhymes
You just a stupid fake bomb threat
Six in the mornin' and
I'm writin' these rhymes
Workaholic, so you know that every
Night is a grind
Face the facts, you got to understand
Ain't no stoppin' me face the facts
But all all you gotta do is
Keep it real with a playa
Face the the facts, you got to understand
Ain't no stoppin' me
You know how the story goes
And if and if and if you do what I do
Then go and follow