Lyrics:
of Fools
" now on sale at your national
Record marts in Pittsburgh for
Only two dollars and ninety-eight cents
What a Christmas present
About you I was
since I put my first record out
But I could put a chain around my second album
And wear it as a neck medallion
Became a millionaire, went downhill from
a shitty-ass stock tip
New album comin out the workshop, kid
Mary Christmas to the homies and the blockheads
And the blockheads
Especially them
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
waiting for finally happened, I connected with the A&R of RCA records and I was asked to submit music for Kelly Clarkson's Christmas album. I had
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
sie Zwiebeln schneiden
Schwör', dieses Album wird's
Alles niederreißen
Leute wie du reflektier'n
Sich höchstens selbst
Wenn sie auf'n Spiegel scheißen
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
I'm liable to start a violent spark with a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue from The Shop to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was
embarrassed, you're a threat to mankind
That's a lie
You know what my records is about, man
You know how much money we get, man, come on
(You're a liar)
Me
couldn't breathe
Now I'm about to choke
On my own bad joke
There's one The Beatles song
That's got nothing to do with The Beatles
And living is for everyone
UrbNet Records
Which is ran by Darryl Rodway
It was the first time I had my music out on the national level
Around that time I started doing my first
rapping is ass
Shit I don't need a courteous pass To be that rash
I never thought the USA could BE this mad
Judging by the people that they're putting up
clap
Fresh for the club, I just took a half an hour nap
I seen people go crazy when the whole world in our lap
My socket was out the plug, now it's
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
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Smokin' Needles (forever, motherfuckers)
More hits than the Beatles
Not tryna express sorrow, mourn full acquainted
The name of the golden era, though,
Merry Christmas to you
Black Friday, that's why
They camping out at Walmart
Pepper spraying old ladies just to buy a xbox
Cyber Monday, online
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
a great body, but your record collection sucks
I'm afraid that I'll never learn to live
With what you call "alternative"
Unplugged albums and charity
she was a freak
Her album flopped, it only did two-thousand the first week (that's it?)
She put a record out dissin' Quavo, bad timin'
Honestly she
person now they approach with homage
A bunch of red shirts offended by the coaches comments
Lately they compensate me with blood, I don’t do gold
Everybody coming with they chick record, big record
This gon' play in the clubs, radio, hit record
Wondering how am I not dead, looking for
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