Mac Miller — Check the Rhyme

[Intro] Yo, what's up? It's Mac Miller, chillin' right here (Haha) With that veggie DJ, DJ Clockwork (Let's get it) That loves to eat vegetables, he also likes to scratch (Haha) And do some DJ shit (Haha) And he's a big-ass hipster (Let's get it), and he likes hipster bitches Oh, uh, uh, uh We takin' it back with this one Mac Miller, you need to check the rhyme You need to check the rhyme It's ill every time (That real hip-hop) So all my playas, check the rhyme (Look, uh, yeah, yeah) [Verse] Well, it's a mothеrfuckin' Mac comin' back with the A-team Just waiting, sittin' in a daydream (What?), laying on a hammock Tryna rеlax, goddammit Not tryna hear your panic, antics Am sicker than the chicken-pox when I rock (Rock) Still spittin' everything, they hot, leave 'em shocked (Shocked) Like they just seen a ghost or somethin' The oldest youngin with a dope flow, it's nothin' (Haha) I look pretty average, spit way above that People holla when they see me, say, "What's up, Mac?" (What up?) Young crap, I ain't tryna touch that Dumbass cops here, fuck that, always wanna cuff Mac Run tracks and I'm done fast (Done fast) Got you right under my nose like a mustache Y'all rodents, muskrats, stuck like a thumb tack Foot tap, you could see me up where the funk at (Haha) Take a little time, come and check the rhyme And this just some lyrical exercise Tryna stay in shape like a polygon, it's on Hoes stay obsessed, always call me when I'm gone "Can you come over?", "I'm busy, it's important" "What could you be doin' at five in the mornin'?" "Um, um, recordin', doin' shit for Class Clown" "Well, who is that girl in the background?" "Haha, you caught me, I guess you got me" I just can't keep 'em off me, they somethin' like the paparazzi Goin' for the kill like a kamikaze (Haha) No clothes ever on her body, haha Your whole team gotten on her probably She always seem like she on the molly But, hey, I'm just a boy, I'm sorry [Outro] What? What? Mac Miller Pittsburgh We gon' do it like this