Letra de S.D.S. - Mac Miller

(Uh) Uh, uh

Close my eyes before I cross the street

Car 'bout to hit me, then he oughta beep (Uh-huh)

Watchin' Dawson's Creek 'til I fall asleep

It's harder than it seems, I'm underwater in my dreams

I'm in awe, this jigsaw puzzle's not complete

I'm just an idea, nothin' con-cer-ete (Woah)

Came to raise limits, get higher than plane engines

They tryna change wit' us, but come to the same difference (Okay)

Shut your pie-hole, I'm dope and I know

My voice sound like it was a sample off a vinyl

I don't mind those hatin' on my style

I tend to take the high road, get stoned and fly low

I'm no God

I don't think that I'm a human though, 'cause I'm so odd

People sellin' drugs 'cause they can't find no job

Wonder if Christ made a million off of sellin' the cross

Let bygones be bygones, my mind strong as pythons

The day that I die on will turn me to an icon

Search the world for Zion or a shoulder I can cry on

The best of all time, I'm Dylan, Dylan, Dylan

Dylan, (Dylan)

Somebody do somethin'

(Somebody do somethin') Somebody do somethin'

(Somebody do somethin') Somebody do somethin'

(Somebody do somethin') Somebody do somethin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, somebody move somethin'

Yeah, yeah, somebody move somethin'

Yeah, yeah, somebody move somethin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, somebody move somethin'

Ah—ah, ah—ah—ah

(Woah) Yeah

It ain't no party like aristocratic parties

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yah, yah, yah

Ah-huh, ah-huh

Said, it ain't no party like aristocratic parties

Yeah, yo

Sippin' Jameson like I was majored in whiskey flavorin'

When I'm drunk, I'll cut your head off and leave it danglin' (Woah)

FlyLo's still tryna put me onto Ableton

Asian women love me, I look like David Duchovny

In kindergarten, used to put some condoms in my cubby

In case one of these hoes was tryna fuck me

I ain't nobody, and neither are you (Nope)

Been contemplatin' if I even still believe in the truth, I'm so stubborn

I'd rather write my own history book

Where the world don't give a fuck 'bout how you physically look

All your songs are sixteens and a hook

We here to reinvent music, it's time for the revolution

I'm dyin' for the movement, tryin' not to lose it

Jewish Buddhist consumin' the views of Christianity

Wonder if Hindus like to eat fish soup

If it's true, they should hit Alaska in a igloo

I hear the fish bitin' nice right now

I can't figure out life and feel right right now

Boo, if I think it, I should say it, there's a reason that I write it down

Spit the shit that leave a diaper brown (Poo)

Uh, yeah (Somebody do somethin',) somebody do somethin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Somebody do somethin')

(Somebody do somethin') Uh, somebody do somethin'

(Somebody do somethin') Yeah, yeah, yeah, somebody do somethin'

And somebody move somethin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, somebody move somethin'

You right there, somebody move somethin'

Uh, uh-huh, somebody move somethin'

(Yo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah (Yo, yo, yo)

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