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[Intro: Mac
Around a fire a thunder dance
You what's a funny word? Underpants
go to Syria and have a war
Stop calling me Macklemore
That's not my name, well
kind of my name
(A bit louder)

1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, so I sold the mansion and moved to my attic
was a blockbuster but now it's a cult classic
Smoke 'til I'm asthmatic, my bad habits
Travelling down the hall, I'm chasing a fast
that's acid, still weird from my last tablet
I love like a folk singer but like a crack addict
Practicing black magic and watching car crashes
Snapchattin' a dick pic and sent it to Bob (I'm a faggot)
Word, the have landed
I don't panic in my fortress made of
Take for granted, probably won't when it ends
Thank God I'm sober

[Hook:
Run away, run
Run, run, run
Oh my...

2: Mac Miller]
Who let the dogs
Stop what doing and put 'em back in the doghouse
I wasn't human, I'm feeling I'm a god now
But most of the time I don't to know what I'm talking 'bout
Bitch, I'm a walking, talking
Take a picture my mom and crop her out
Go to her house, coked up, and her out
(Sorry that)
I'm possibly a phony, believe me
You can't tell I'm so lonely from the TV
I myself cause I'm a white rapper
I hate white rappers but an of kite masters made me rich
Short-shorts and high
I feel like chalk a sidewalk
Back in the 'burgh eat at my favorite Thai spot
And smile as the hungry watch

[Verse 3: Mac
Yeah, having sex with blind people (it feel good)
They say my pussy smell pine needles (as it should)
Bust a nut in the poultry section at Giant
Stare a chicken in the face like, bitch, eat you
Yea, I'm all kinds of
Eating out in London trynna find the Beatles
I'm still of people
Go to saying, be a chief and kick it with Mr. Roedel
(That was my teacher)
display on my Macintosh
That's high jacking off
In LA trying to get me an job
Cause my idol Hasselhoff

[Interlude: Mac
Man, Germans love Hasselhoff
I hear like David Hasselhoff more than they like Jews
And they love out there

Treejay]
Runaway, a plane
I did, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Runaway, Runaway,
Ooh, ooh
Girl,
You better run