Mac Miller - Angel Dust Lyrics
[Intro:]Yeah, yeahUmm... uh...Ladies and gentlemanYeah, whew, that dripYeah, okay[Verse 1:]Writing on writer's block, haven't slept in daysThey wanna put me in the psycho watchEveryone's afraid of what I do inside my studioWorried I'mma lose controlThey ruffling my feathers and they shuffling the Yu-Gi-OhExecution flow, at your neck like new cologneUno, dos, ***** I'm in your head like Freddy Krueger though(My brain fried, always chasing the same highI'm so *****ed up to function, do nothing but waste time)Woke up annihilated, lying on the pavementCovered in items I regurgitated under a fire escapeAnd I know that it's Friday, cause every Friday they have a paradeIn-front of city hall, hear them celebrate, they having a ballMy pupils dilated, highly dehydratedI'm lost inside a giant matrixIsolate myself from eyes I find contagiousJump above the come downI'm strung out and not in ops inside the dugout[Hook:]Don't be scared just come with meIt feels so good to be this freeWhat are you afraid of? Tell me what you're made of!What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!Just a little Angel dust!It's just a little angel dust![Verse 2:]I'm playing hot potato on a WinnebagoThe chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in quesoAnd what's an angel with a missing haloShe will drop out of school to take a trip to day glowFound a twenty laying by the sewer ratsYou know little Stewart hasn't been in any movies latelyHe's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latexHis agent working hard to book him a commercialWhat I do should not concern youDo this till I turn blueNot Eric Sermon, I'm more MerlinCurses, turn 'em into bird foodHurried to make the first moveI'm walking like HerschelNow we at the end of verse twoUh![Hook:][Outro:]Don't ***** with the angel dustDon't ***** with the angel dustPlease don't ***** with the angel dustOh! Please don't ***** with the angel dust!
