Mac Miller - Oracle lyrics
[Mac Miller - Oracle lyrics]
Yeah, yeah
I'm sittin' in a car full of bitches
Makin' art with 'em, screamin', "Carpe diem"
This is mothafuckin' freedom, ain't it?
I came to free the nation
Do the macarena with a waitress
At the Applebee's
Who'd rather be a cheetah, and
One day, I'ma be the greatest
Retire my jersey
I'm the people's favorite Y2K
Nelly, Dream Land, kirby
Have 'em bow down
How the ground sound? Dirty
I'm way beyond okay, these hoes ain't
Worthy of the nut-bust
Up-chuck flows when I'm fucked up
You want a war? Bitch
I'm Chuck Norris with the nunchucks
Lord of all this funk stuff
Somethin' like a oracle, i gotchu
It's kung-fu Keanu, I'm the one, what?
Droppin' like dump trucks
Made it through the sadness
What does everybody run from? You
Marchin' through the madness
I'ma kidnap the rap game
Hold the bitch captive
Full of so much regret
I should've been a Catholic
Jewish, Buda, Baptist, cooler than a cactus
You sleepin' on my shit
Then I'ma dookie on your mattress
Whoa, and that smell like roses
Just got myself back, run and tell that
Homie
It's only me, myself, and I
That's all I need though
Dreamt I would teach myself to fly
It was just a dream though
When I am all alone, I close my eyes
Turn on the music, blow my mind ooh oh oh
(yeah) Okay and in my mind, I'm enormous
Like a giant rhino-saurus or a
Dinosaur of violent forces
Eyes in the sky, can't find the floor
I'm kinda sorta (Crazy)
The medication got me feelin' all (Wavy)
Yeah, I'm chasin' paper like I'm broke
Never cater to these hoes
The creator of this dope shit
Got my own chef, plus a waiter and a hostess
Hot as the equator
But I'm rarer than the solstice don't trip
Breath of fresh air if you want it
They always starin' at me kinda
Like they seen a ghost knock 'em out, T-K-O
Gettin' money is the motive and
The pussy just a bonus flows is explosive
Make a girl sweat like aerobics
Yoga, fuckin' king cobra, boa
Constrict no bitch, don't even know her
Belushi in a toga, house
Full of animals, Jedi, yoda
Everybody wanna grow up and be Hova
I'd rather be Darwin, Clark Kent
New G Wagon with the dark tint
Came a long way from sellin'
Dubs by the park bench
Now we can celebrate, I
Want this shit forever, mane
It's only me, myself, and I
That's all I need though
Dreamt I would teach myself to fly
It was just a dream though
When I am all alone, I close my eyes
Turn on the music, blow my mind ooh oh oh
The music, I can fix you with the music
Do you feel what's in the music?
People need to hear the music, the music
The music, I can fix you with the music
Do you feel what's in the music?
The people need to hear the music, the music
I'm sittin' in a car full of bitches
Makin' art with 'em, screamin', "Carpe diem"
This is mothafuckin' freedom, ain't it?
I came to free the nation
Do the macarena with a waitress
At the Applebee's
Who'd rather be a cheetah, and
One day, I'ma be the greatest
Retire my jersey
I'm the people's favorite Y2K
Nelly, Dream Land, kirby
Have 'em bow down
How the ground sound? Dirty
I'm way beyond okay, these hoes ain't
Worthy of the nut-bust
Up-chuck flows when I'm fucked up
You want a war? Bitch
I'm Chuck Norris with the nunchucks
Lord of all this funk stuff
Somethin' like a oracle, i gotchu
It's kung-fu Keanu, I'm the one, what?
Droppin' like dump trucks
Made it through the sadness
What does everybody run from? You
Marchin' through the madness
I'ma kidnap the rap game
Hold the bitch captive
Full of so much regret
I should've been a Catholic
Jewish, Buda, Baptist, cooler than a cactus
You sleepin' on my shit
Then I'ma dookie on your mattress
Whoa, and that smell like roses
Just got myself back, run and tell that
Homie
It's only me, myself, and I
That's all I need though
Dreamt I would teach myself to fly
It was just a dream though
When I am all alone, I close my eyes
Turn on the music, blow my mind ooh oh oh
(yeah) Okay and in my mind, I'm enormous
Like a giant rhino-saurus or a
Dinosaur of violent forces
Eyes in the sky, can't find the floor
I'm kinda sorta (Crazy)
The medication got me feelin' all (Wavy)
Yeah, I'm chasin' paper like I'm broke
Never cater to these hoes
The creator of this dope shit
Got my own chef, plus a waiter and a hostess
Hot as the equator
But I'm rarer than the solstice don't trip
Breath of fresh air if you want it
They always starin' at me kinda
Like they seen a ghost knock 'em out, T-K-O
Gettin' money is the motive and
The pussy just a bonus flows is explosive
Make a girl sweat like aerobics
Yoga, fuckin' king cobra, boa
Constrict no bitch, don't even know her
Belushi in a toga, house
Full of animals, Jedi, yoda
Everybody wanna grow up and be Hova
I'd rather be Darwin, Clark Kent
New G Wagon with the dark tint
Came a long way from sellin'
Dubs by the park bench
Now we can celebrate, I
Want this shit forever, mane
It's only me, myself, and I
That's all I need though
Dreamt I would teach myself to fly
It was just a dream though
When I am all alone, I close my eyes
Turn on the music, blow my mind ooh oh oh
The music, I can fix you with the music
Do you feel what's in the music?
People need to hear the music, the music
The music, I can fix you with the music
Do you feel what's in the music?
The people need to hear the music, the music