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Mac Miller

Genres: Hip-Hop

Come Around Lyrics - Mac Miller

I focus, on bein the dopest, to hold a mic 

I'm cleverly ending enemies lives with words that I recite 

there'll never be anyone better than me 

contenders contendin to be settin the scene 

the rookie but still the best on the team 

see these cats like sex in a dream 

yall spit the good but aint nothin is real 

ima cut off all your fingers spit you something to feel 

cuz you aint 

touchin the real 

i spit an ideal, its surreal 

yeah welcome to the city of steel 

where you can find me kickin back, 

pirate hat, twisted back 

pen and pad, on my lap 

im sippin on a pabst 

im a menace to society, dennis would admire me 

burnin through more rubbers than a tire be 

see i speak figuratives 

spittin with metaphors and irony 

variety of ivaread to ease my anxiety 

the young masta pass the rules, they dont apply to me 

the game got me messed up and taken whats inside of me 

 

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and ima, take it from there 

never playin it fair 

got the front up in my way until im makin it there 

and as far as im concerned 

shits just bakin so im breakin the chair 

on the ground is how im makin it chyeah 

thinkin about how much cake that i can make in a year 

few grams im movin grams, not a day i can spare 

hear the jam as i play in my ear 

psssh its hot like fevers 

hustle hard, sellin pot to feeders 

dippin all across the block 

cops holla if you seen us 

me and EZ Mac come back like we was jesus 

we stayed skeed and my trees is the greenest 

i keep a buck sixty in my jeans 

ima genius 

so, heed this when we puttin it down 

we speak ill, reekin hell 

leave you shook from the sound 

i stand tall with my foot in the ground 

so if you doubt me, come and see what im about 

come and see my town 

 

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Hook- 

So come around, come around 

come around, come around 

into the underground 

come around, come around 

we so sick, we got that hunger sound 

come around, come around 

come around 

so bet its going down 

come around 

cuz we breakin all sets and we takin the crown 

 

i spit with authenticity 

you cant get within the width of me 

surround me by the definition victory 

you think you lava, then my vinyl that some shit to see 

Speedy flow its sick i need to get some antihistamines 

the mista mean, the mista please 

i know you pissed at me 

im beatin up you beaters 

and dismissin you a mystery 

leavin haters history 

im hurtin you cowards 

heard him out, word him out 

cuz im a person of power 

the tv said i couldnt curse 

i spit a verse and devour 

we ill spoken 

spill minds, rhymes, its still potent 

battle us at real times 

try, youll feel broken 

they quotin, but we fire, my rhymes is still smokin 

fo real folks, you better reckon the flow 

cuz yo im comin through your section and im checkin the pros 

you better know, 

the meckin we the best in the show 

the record explodes the second im lettin it go 

 

Check it, respect the method 

man i wreck it 

i said it 

with an eccentric sentence 

the apprentice, will not stop spittin til im breathless 

you aint feelin me 

feel free to use the exits 

to other mc's that know me to preach 

gonna spend my history to eat every lyric you willin to speak 

you still gettin beat each and every battle you havin with me 

the champion, you bringin to feat 

the fat lady singing the c 

aint nothin change, ima do what the game neva does 

with clever stuff im the rapper that ever was and ever will be 

the kid with that ill speech 

not quit unless you kill me 

nah, ill probably still be 

spittin from the grave, ill flow mindless 

and no need of a brain 

simple and plain 

the kid will remain thats in the game 

hittin your chest with flames 

remember the name 

or we came, im at your second game 

 

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