Chords for Mac Miller - Jerry's Record Store

_ _ _ And your old man [Fm] voice. _
Yeah.
[Ab] _ [Fm] I'm one too.
[Ab] I'm one too. _
[Db] I'm one too.
I'm one too.
[Eb] _ [Fm] I'm one too.
I'm one too. _
I'm one too.
I'm one too.
[Ab] I'm one too.
Oh.
[Db] Oh. _
Nothing but [Eb] rhyme.
It's [Fm] quite simple.
Hey, it's what I create to eliminate the [Ab] hate.
Illuminate the night in the lightning.
UFO sightings.
Leave [Db] them unidentified.
[Fm] Steady, I be getting high.
You ain't got no herbal, I'ma lend you mine.
It's Dr.
Octagon, call him Young [Eb] Phenomenon.
I leave these rappers starving like it's [Db] Ramadan.
You all the wackest, my style [Fm] holographic.
Had to put my city on the map.
Shit.
If you a fat kid, go get [Eb] active.
If you a bad bitch, [Ab] then be an actress.
Rap beast, pornage.
My family ain't the partridge.
Hard trick, flawless, trapeze artist.
Take my life and put it in a photo album.
How much money do I got?
I don't know [Fm] who's counting.
Fake motherfuckers around me, I could do without them.
Keeping it a hundred, I could use a thousand.
I'm coming now.
Call [Ab] it Proose.
I got a lot, but not [Db] to lose.
I'm the shit making hits, call me Dr.
Luke.
[Fm] Been prescribing you a vibe for the offer, moon.
Why you sad all the time?
Jump [Eb] off a rope.
While I'm [Ab] kicking it with Q-tip and pasta notes.
Trying to put [Db] me down.
What asked [Eb] you to tell?
[Fm] Ooh, child, supernatural message got you spooked out.
Believe in God, but [Eb] don't believe religion.
Saying it's the truth, but never really [Fm] listen.
That's another conversation [Eb] though.
Walking on the [Fm] pavement home, find a way to go.
Maybe one night, take a word to [Ab] Robert Frost.
Blowing out steam, but it's all exhaust.
[Db] Coming for your dollars, better call [Eb] the cops.
You want war, we got a [Ab] nuclear holocaust.
Yo E, how many bars is that?
Is it enough to give these haters all heart attacks?
[Db] I've been writing on the paper, gave me carpal tunnel.
[Fm] Couple billion people, or they all gonna love you. _
Hell no, [Eb] hell no.
I've been grinding through the rain, sleet, [Db] hell snow.
Sticking to my word like it's [Fm] Velcro.
On some shell toes, and what else, yo?
Dope shit, [Ab] go crazy.
Kind of like the internet over Hov's baby.
My girl tell me, Mac, you a weirdo.
I guarantee the baby be a superhero.
This ain't nothing but some rhymes from my mind.
I've been stuck inside since the beginning of time.
Chemical romance, slow dance with no pants.
If I got my eyes on a player, you got no chance.
This some simple shit I'm sure they feel.
I'm just trying to explore what's real.
Child of the blues, never liked school.
Been miseducated, so where the Lord, hell?
Music is my outlet, walking through the [Eb] polo store.
In the [Ab] studio, wonder what I go home for.
In my own world, when I close the door.
To the booth, young and searching for the truth.
Like that, like that, like that, like, like that, like that, like that.
And a little bit of this and a little bit of [Fm] that.
[Eb] I just spit around, tell me that I keep my [Ab] mouth down.
If you got some time, you can sit down.
[Eb] Listen to me now, pass the flow [Ab] around.
Hey, this some [Db] cypher shit.
I know you [Eb] like that shit.
Freestyle in the [Fm] end, cause I don't write that shit.
I don't write that bitch.
I got [Ab] ill flows.
Yeah, I'm ill, y'all.
And this is [Db] real, y'all.
[Fm] Mac Miller, gon' kill those flows.
_ [Ab] _ Bouncing up and down, yo-yos. _
Head to your [Eb] toes.
In the, [Fm] in the, throwing bows.
[Ab] Yeah, throwing bows in the pink.
That's what basketball players do.
I don't think anyone's gonna listen to this for, but [Eb] we should keep it in.
_ [Ab] Bitch!
[Fm] _
Blue [Ab] Slide Park album available right now on iTunes.
So you get on there, [Db] and you just hit buy now.
[Cm] It's only $9.99.
All the ready [Db] roomies. _
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