Mac Miller — Mackin Aint Easy

[Intro: from Taxi Driver] Listen you fuckers, you screw-heads Here is a man who would not take it anymore A man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth, the shit Here is a man who stood up Here is— Easy Mac, yo Yeeah! [Verse 1] I start wars like Star Wars, I'm the emperor Waiting with patience in this nation, I'm the predator And if you hating you'll get served with some metaphors You in the cypher spittin' shit that you've said before Your shits regular, I've heard it before I murder it raw When it switch it droppin' ya jaw I'm never stoppin' I got more options than the quarterback I'm more than that I'm dedicated, you just sorta rap A gram of haze for 25, that's a quarter sack I gotchu on the half, if you wanna order that Yeah and it'll cost ya, I'm not a slave But you can shop and save if you cop an eighth Watch the block for cops, cops coppin' dro Call 'em corrupt but they (pigs) got a lotta dough You're monotone, you're actin' like its hard to flow Homie, you're at fourth down with forty yards to go I'm a junior but I rap like a veteran Get more cheddar than anybody that I'm better than Lemme tell you I spit the shredder Its sure guaranteed to put the marks in ya sweater [Chorus] Easy Mac but my mackin' ain't easy See the rapper, instant satisfaction when you see me Be the rapper but you lackin' what it takes to be me And you can find me where the trees be [Verse 2] Cats before ass 'cause I'm out to get rich Bitches surrounded my dick, I'm countin' my chips Without it I slip, trip over the foot that they kick Ain't got cheese for the trees, then don't look at my brick (nope) The industries infantry, penalties in vanity The enemy up in the streets, secondaries up in the beef Chemically I break you down, shots then I take the town Funeral, I fake the frown Lay you down and take the crown Had to take a stand against his castle made in sand Win the battle with the man, taken apples from a dam Had to bomb Babylon, the weed you needs in catalog If you were cream, I had it wrong Who gives a shits about his mom? Kickin' competition with the limited edition And my ambition is I have the proper composition I deserve the recognition, I'm amazing— definition Puttin' victims in submission, spittin' each and every sentence (yup) Too hot like the pot up in ya kitchen And if you quitcha bitchin' the bitches'll stop snitchin' I spit it ill, sick like raw chicken But I'm finger lickin' freestyle king, watch me kill a written [Chorus] Easy Mac but my mackin' ain't easy See the rapper, instant satisfaction when you see me Be the rapper but you lackin' what it takes to be me And you can find me where the trees be, it's easy [Outro] Chyeah! Easy Mac, homie (Yeaaaaaaah) Put ya blunts out, song's over Pittsburgh, Point Breeze Shoutout to my man Sweet James, D-Wreck, BJ, P-Doom, Sammy Slick, B-Dubb, the whole crew, homie You know where you at