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Mac Miller - The Great Ones Lyrics

[Intro: Al Lettieri & Mac Miller]
I don't like violence, Tom
I'm a businessman, blood is a big expense
Critical, DJ Diggz
Yo, Tony Ducks
I got you, homie, uh

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Ayo, I ride a beat steadily, heavenly with a melody
They haven't seen anything this funky since the '70s
I take ya back to the flava
Nat King Cole with some soul for the haters
And this that old school, new school mixture
Liquor from a pitcher, B-Boy stance in all my pictures, uh
With some naked girls, playin' Twister
Go 'head and pick the purple pussy out the litter
I'm a homegrown, hometown hero
I'm flamboyant like L and his people
I'm the smoothest, style like Frank Lucas
Miles Davis music, jazz, class, some boom-bap rap
Have all ya peoples like, "Damn, oh snap"
And I have ya girl like, "Damn, who's that?"
She walkin' up to me and 'bout three seconds flat, that's a wrap

[Chorus: Raekwon & Tony Ducks]
Baggin' up work, I'm back on the Earth (Yeah, yeah)
About to make somethin' happen fast (Bag man, what up, Kev?)
Put a stack in my shirt
Yo, all the coverage you could hear (Xkwisit, what up?)
Mobster status, yeah, year of the great ones (Tony Ducks, yo)
[Verse 2: Tony Ducks]
Ayo, I never been one to start shit, just finish it
And tell the judge I'm guilty 'til proven innocent
Each word spoke from the heart
I'm missin' days when I used to chill, roll up and smoke in the park
And now I spit, I spit, yo, I'm on my shit
I'm just a crooked dude goin' legit, but fuck it, screw it
Don't talk about what you doin', just do it
Last year, I made forty-some stacks and blew it
Got a rap dream, I'ma pursue it
And you be [?], homie, I chew it (Uh)
Who [?] knew it? I rap about what I know
About me, what I do, what I feel, who I be
What I think, what I smoke, what I drink
All I need's a piece of paper and some ink
And a ill beat and everything's straight, son
2010 the year of the great ones, what?

[Chorus: Raekwon & Xkwisit]
Baggin' up work, I'm back on the Earth (Yeah, yeah)
About to make somethin' happen fast (One, two)
Put a stack in my shirt (Tony Ducks, yeah, uh, Mac Miller)
Yo, all the coverage you could hear (Xkwisit, yo)
Mobster status, yeah, year of the great ones

[Verse 3: Xkwisit]
Sometimes I feel like I'm rappin' for no reason
With a fast-paced flow, but no cash on a slow weekend
In some shit like the ass that you go deep in
I'm on some Last of Mohicans, smashin' ya whole team in
Xkwisit so beastin', I'm ODin'
With my shoes on ya couch, visitin' the whole weekend
Remain hot through the snow season
Slow creepin', I hope no one's beepin'
I roll a fat filla for Tony and Mac Miller
We ain't gas like [?], we stack skrilla
Saucin' you down like Shaq vs. Billups
Or like a savage gorilla vs. a caterpillar
Roll up on the devil and I'm rippin' out his thorns
Show I'm profound, comin' through the soundboards
I'm out my gord, I'm strummin' without a cord
Twelve years of rhymes and a mountain of porn, I'm set
[Chorus: Raekwon]
Baggin' up work, I'm back on the Earth
About to make somethin' happen fast
Put a stack in my shirt
Yo, all the coverage you could hear
Mobster status, yeah, year of the great ones