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Mac Miller - Thanks For Comin Out Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Thank you, everybody, for comin' out
Listenin' to that Easy Mac
Shit's for Pittsburgh, that 412
So light up your blunts
We got time for one more
(Yeah) Aight?
You at the back of the Mac
Yo, yo

[Verse 1]
Easy Mac rap slick and sensational
Foolin' fools out they shoes like the first of April
I'm aimin' low, the words guaranteed to make 'em fold
I'll be remembered next December but your name'll go
My name remains, rhymes sent to your brain
Intentions disdained, these other cats resent and complain
My minds bettin' insane 'til the lyrics are complete
Spittin' fear in the ears of all those who compete
So I never skip a beat, the kid is Swisher Sweet
You can picture me cheesin' when my album hits the street
With the words too sick to speak, so I spit it in my sleep, fuck
Countin' sheep, I'm about to heat
Provin' anybody wrong who was doubtin' me
They say, "Malcolm, please, get a new career"
It appears that they fear who I'll be in a year
'Cause I'm creatin' racket, makin' tracks up in the attic
See, my life changed after I heard Illmatic
It was drastic, automatic rappin', fantastic
I'm Jurassic, mic melts like plastic
I got the gift and you wish that you had it
So you study hip-hop and you read how-to-do's
Thinkin' that it's helpin' but you learnin' how to lose
See, I was born gifted, live to get lifted
If rappin' ain't my life, then what is it?
[Interlude]
Yeah, yo
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Rhymes is my dome's home, on a gold throne
Spittin' sick, burnin' holes in the ozone
I rock clothes that don't fit me, flows, I spit quickly
And rip cities, kickin' clowns that hit middies
'Cause the Pitt's busy, I'm sorry, you just missed me
I can't bare what you spit 'cause it's grizzly
I kick shit you can't spit wit', nitwit, sit quick
And let me twist back my Pitt fit
The best yet, blessed to catch wreck
In fresh sweats with more words and less rest
Your next guest with more swords for pressed pests
The rest sweat, for war is the next step (Chyeah)
I got a passion for rappin'
I'm passin' up has-beens with passive reactions
You askin' for action? I'm clashin' up your atoms
Your ass'll get flattened, be askin', "What happened?"

[Interlude]
Yeah, look

[Verse 3]
I'm sleep deprived, but managin' to keep my mind
And when rest tries to find me, I seek to hide
Bleed from my eyes, they've been open for too long
My body needs sleep but these demons is too strong
My insomnia lets me spit a monologue
Stayin' up writin' as the night is goin' on and on
Out my mind, I'm a maniac, insane with rap
Raises, now my brain describes players playin' haters act
Traitors need to watch they back 'cause I know just where they at
Scared of rap be where I'm at
Lookin' and I'm starin' back
Hatin'? Say ya prayers
And that Pittsburgh, that's where I'm at
We true hip-hop, we the rarest cats
[Outro]
Yeah, it's Easy Mac, Mackin' Ain't Easy
Get at me, yo
Pittsburgh, where you at? Stand up