V rozkvětu hiphopových talentů přišel na řadu Malcolm „Mac Miller“ McCormic, původem z Pittsburghu. Čerstvý absolvent Střední školy Taylor Allderdice. Jeho oči a uši byli svěřeny nahrávajícímu studiu Rostrum Records, se kterým v červnu 2010...
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Píseň: Fight The Feeling
- Interpret:
- Mac Miller
- Album:
- Macadelic
So watch em do the macarena somewhere out in Pasadena Love the drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Living, this time around I’m not kidding I had an intuition about these women in suspicion Got me looking at you different how a man in my position cant start slipping down these slopes Cuz its all just As a kid I didn’t learn that but When you were young and you were just tryna live your life and have some fun In the world when you have yet to see how evil its become Its hard to have a dream when you’re deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep ‘em in my lungs I’m a Beatle to these young kids Sometimes I be feeling like a needle to these young kids You had the world you ’bout to leave it to these young kids And we gon’ show you what the love is [Chorus: Iman Omari] Stay high, don’t fall what you know? Let it become a ? Don’t ever let it go (it won’t stop) You can’t fight the feeling, feeling You can’t fight the feeling, no (it won’t stop) You can’t fight the feeling, feeling You can’t fight the feeling, no [Verse 2: Mac Miller] And I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain’t too many times its me, myself and Irene We stay smoking through the night Wake up do some Tai Chi Homie cant you see I’m chilling, please don’t fuck up my chi Yeah my jacket Y3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfaction Fell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Balling like I’m Jordan but I’m fresh as Mars blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea we never can agree They tell you what you know but its better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be Still I tell em Fuck what you know, I’m feeling comfortable Just continue living life cuz enough of ‘em don’t You spend your days counting every single penny, mane Start now cuz we coming for you anyways [Chorus: Iman Omari] Stay high, don’t fall what you know? Let it become a ? Don’t ever let it go (it won’t stop cuz) You can’t fight the feeling, feeling You can’t fight the feeling, no (I told you, it won’t stop cuz) You can’t fight the feeling, feeling You can’t fight the feeling, no [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Sometimes I wake up, up in the morning, make up Wrap this much make up off my bitch soon as she yawning Take up, hours upon days just to find power shit to say But you won’t hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre, I mean The sun is slowly falling We all surely should die eventually So whats your calling? Oh, you left your phone behind, Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil said you owe 10% Sold your soul I know sold your soul and get ? My focus is ? that float in the open Oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme Or choking or soaking up game I’m hoping you picked the second one The emotion of jealousy that your holding You’re telling me that your golden but really cubic zirconian Let me see I break you down like a pound of fire whenever your tactics are mighty clever But even if you’re Mayweather you [Chorus: Iman Omari] You can’t fight the feeling, feeling You can’t fight the feeling, no (it won’t stop) You can’t fight the feeling, feeling You can’t fight the feeling, no