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Mac Miller - Story Of Exodus Lyrics

[Intro: Mac Miller]
Yo, this one goes out to my boy [?]
On that hip-hop shit
Let's do it, Rec

[Chorus: John Record & Mac Miller]
Listen, what's the matter when you know it all?
(What's the matter with ya?)
You wanna pull a Shawshank freedom from your brain's wall
So you tell a story, a story of exodus
When you skip the pain, and looked up for happiness
(Yeah, look, look, yo, look, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
First breath and I'm into this Earth
The doctor knew it was spiritual, a miracle birth
I learned to speak immediately, fiddle with words
Get on my nerves, materials I didn't deserve
And from the first time I could catch a breath
I'd lay in bed, writin' poems on my Etch-A-Sketch
I'd sеt my steps up, climbin', I was straight to the top
An exodus, madе for the mic, and makin' it rock, yeah
This hip-hop could be heard from six blocks
I was raisin' the roof and just breakin' it off
'Cause before that I could ever walk or stand
My mom was bustin' hip-hop through the sonogram
So it seems only right to just bump it up
Hit this dick of a planet with a nickel bag of funk, yeah
A nickel bag of funk, a nickel bag of funk
Hit this dick of a planet with just a nickel bag of funk
[Chorus: John Record]
What's the matter when you know it all?
(What's the matter with ya?)
You wanna pull the Shawshank freedom from your brain's wall
So you tell a story, a story of exodus
When you skip the pain, and looked up for happiness

[Post-Chorus: John Record & Mac Miller]
Start lookin' up
Start lookin' up (Yeah, look, yo, yo)

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I'm lookin' up, my mind's above the clouds
For those who run they mouth, they ain't know what I'm about
What is now is the present, a gift, I'll leave it wrapped
My days are passin', my words are overlappin'
Hip-hop's a saga, get told with a lot a ganja
We sparked the marijuana, breathe deep
I'm not [?] God's offer [?] flowin' water
Grow that shit, roll that shit, smoke that shit
Saga continues, hip-hop is not an issue
I ain't got a tissue I could give you, ain't nobody with you
Battle mano a mano, no crowd, no audience
I'm not convinced that you have the confidence to talk some shit
I'm ominous, definition cadence, all-knowin'
I'm always kickin' it, spittin' whatever you call flow
I flow so much, my book erupts
My days are gone, I continue lookin' up
[Chorus: John Record]
What's the matter when you know it all?
(What's the matter with ya?)
You wanna pull a Shawshank freedom from your brain's wall
So you tell a story, a story of exodus
When you skip the pain, and looked up for happiness

[Post-Chorus: John Record]
Start lookin' up
Start lookin' up