Speed Racer Lyrics - Mac Miller

[Verse 1] 

Let's get started nobody wanna be themselves 

Everyone's an artist 

Walk around with a target on my head 

Take your best shot 

Watch me do my thing, try and shoot me from the press box 

We keep on going, til they press stop 

Errr Errr I'm breaking records so rewind 

I left you scared, say a prayer 

Put it on the Holy Bible 

Better hold a microphone 

Like I was told to hold a rifle 

Listen Young Mac, I been there and done that 

Went away and come back with a mother fucking vengeance 

I'm collecting, every sentence is impressive 

Learning lessons from the legends 

Dreams is nightmares, so I fall asleep, holding a weapon 

Some people do this for attention 

You can miss me with the bullshit, I get busy with this music 

Tell 'em shut-up or get butt fucked, with a broom stick 

Been touring before you were born and I made the rules bitch 

Bow down, now hold that tongue 

Don't quit, no going home until you done 

Like [?] breaking glass, you can hear me coming 

Motherfuckers better take off running 

[Hook] 

Danger, danger, this another banger 

Feelin' like they know me, little homie I'm a stranger 

Moved out to the boonies, now I never deal with neighbors 

No breaks, Speed Racer 

I'm a Speed Racer (pick up the pipe!) 

I'm a Speed Racer (pick up the pipe!) 

I'm a Speed Racer (pick up the pipe!) 

Pick up the pace! 

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[Verse 2] 

Well it's a speed race, cross-over knee breaker 

Green maker, creator, hotter than the lines on the equator 

Take your life and remake you 

All for the green paper 

Write it all down but never got the time for eraser 

It ain't nothing but a mother fucking song though 

Rubbing on some big ol' titties 

I'm playing bongo 

I put my long hole in the wrong hoe 

She say 

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