Mac Miller - Salamander lyrics

rate me

Put your hands up if you feel like you a salamander

Me, me, me

You ain’t no human, you a salamander

Put your hands up if you feel like

You a motherfucking form of energy

You ain’t even, these electrons

These bones just keeping it all together

We full of spirits, look

American born, welcome to my stomping grounds

In point breeze, where I used to walk around my father’s house

Older brother used to always say I was adopted

Convinced I’m a Russian foster child my family forgot about

Curious taller, such imagination

Didn’t had the patience to be top of the class at my graduation

Little pervert infatuated with masturbation

Couldn’t wait to bust a nut, watch some porn and love the sluts

Rusty tempers and such, disgusting sleezy shit

12 years old sexual deviant, got my penis licked in 7th grade

Thought I was a man now,

Couldn’t understand how my parents still thought I was a little kid

I had the mind of a 109 year old elder man

The passion of the Christ and the memory of an elephant

Used to wander all bout heaven and hell

Witnessed death at a young age

I said to myself, we all mortals

We leave this world into eternal life

Other kids of different religion wonder which person’s right

Worry bout your fate, no separation of church and state

You be good, never break the law, you’ll see the pearly gates

Fuck feeling soft, back to the diabolical

Binocular couldn’t see my skills, I’m way too ill for that

I feel my raps will be underrated and underappreciated

Until I pow, blow my brains out

I need to stop paying attention to opinion shit

I rather be the pen that come and sign your death certificate

Kill your career if you give me a year

The x factor, whip my dick out, give Britney the spear

Got some shit for your ears, it’s something to be excited about

Here to give you industry critics some shit to write about

Me or you, who got the nicer house

You got a daughter of age, might have to pipe her now

If sean price is mike Tyson now

I might as well turn my life around

And check these fools like nike town

But what would have happen if mike would never bite em out

I was blind, but I’m seeing like a psychic now

I know the future like Atlanta

I knock it out the park like my name was joey randa

Ball like Miguel cabrerra or Garcia paris

Saw the French Riviera in my camera panorama

This radiation, sample the gamma

I look like money whillie whips looks like a panda

Word, sinister, administer bits of comic life

You bullshit homie, go and get your economics right

How many emcees wanna come and test me

My technique, weaving through this traffic on my jet ski

I know that looks can be deceiving and my raps are so friendly, ah they’re so nice

Yeah my raps are so friendly, so polite

How many emcees wanna come and test me

My technique, weaving through this traffic on my jet ski

I know that looks can be deceiving and my raps are so friendly, ah they’re so nice

Yeah my raps are so friendly, so polite.