Interpret:

Machine Gun Kelly

Album:

Rage Pack

[Verse 1:MGK]


Open my phone up, every day to 80 voice mails, from 80 different callers
But to keep it 100, y’all really know Kells, nah
Underestimated, but over stood, let’s just hope I’m a knock, knock, on wood
But either way I’m on another level thank the swisher
Ladies love when I’m around say I look better than the pictures
 God damn right
 I coined embrace the expression that I am fly
 Cause I’m high as fly and above all of them land lives
I’m like Picasso with this damn mike, listen up
I gave the game stability, I am the missing crutch
 … call me collector
 Even know they hate me, you don’t have a choice but to respect it, ha
 Peter picked up Pepper and I just picked the dream
 And fell asleep know everything I do’s a movie scene
 But I just wanna live, and never act, blow a pack and and run it back


 [Verse 2: MGK]
 Yeah
 Now everybody from my city knows the name Kid
My father thought I was a screw up, till I blew up
 Take a look at what the fame did
 From stains to stainless, fridges in my cribz the illest, getting lifted like the planes is
 Them one come and go, but the heart stays
 Trying to keep my mind free is them junior high days
 I guess we came a long way since the myspace
 Seem like my name is all over the country like the highways
 But they telling me the that home where the hate is
 Well fuck that I’m gone then my spaceship
 Been ready for take off
 See me on Venus with extraterrestrials, puffing the greenest of the space raw
 Already reaching and god willing if I make it to tomorrow
 I’ma wake and dedicate this to the ceiling
 Cause the fans make sure I’m on my mission
 This is the pursuit of happiness fuck a million
 We just over here living


 [Verse 3: MGK]


Which is why I never put down the blunt
 Surrounded myself with the realest
 Which is why I never put up a front
 But I did turned my back though
 To everybody’s opinion, and gave the critics a reason to kiss my ass
Hi bloggers I know my skin’s a little different
 I guess I’ll blame the lack of presence on my skin pigment
 I’ve been dough, I’ve been flyest then rest of them
 I just always been ill and they got the medicine
 Guess I wouldn’t want me around either
 Vocals sick enough to fuck around and get listeners to jungle fever
 Look at me now pops up in the sky box, a few clearer than eye drops
 And I rock all the shows all the hoes and more
 Open up my closet looking like a clothing store
 I don’t never wanna grow up, Peter Pan
 So roll it up and lets hit neverland kellz
 Gone


 [Verse 4: MGK]


 And everybody who just trying to make a living
 Doing whatever they goata do to get it, put your hands up
 Whether you work on the streets or in the buildings
 Everybody that is handling they bizness, put your hands up
 Me I’m just chasing the dream why they sitting
 So everybody who isn’t bullshitting, please stand up, please stand up
 You in the front row dedicated to my fans
 Though I was gone, I’m back
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