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Story of Exodus
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Mac Miller
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Yo, this one goes out to my boy [?] On that hip-hop sh*t Let's do it, Rec 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) 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 d**k of a planet with a nickel bag of funk, yeah A nickel bag of funk, a nickel bag of funk Hit this d**k of a planet with just a nickel bag of funk 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 Start lookin' up Start lookin' up (Yeah, look, yo, yo) 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 sh*t, roll that sh*t, smoke that sh*t 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 sh*t 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 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 Start lookin' up Start lookin' up
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