Machine Gun Kelly - General Admission Album Lyrics

Feel this...
For all that it's worth
To live in the spotlight...

What if life was simple as a hug?
What if my partner wasn't crippled from a drug?
What if my other homie never caught a slug?
What if our parents actually gave a f*ck?
Another black suit, another black suit
Police happy to see another black shoot
His mother's make up smearing on my arms,
Crying cause' I'm the only son that she's got now that he's gone
What if the ghetto never heard an instrumental?
And we didn't have this rap shit all we had was metal?
You telling me if we couldn't shoot a ball
Our lives still got shooting involved?
And what if I never left out of Denver that winter for new beginnings
My father started his business and traded family for riches?
You telling me that my auntie will still have a house to live in
And JoJo wouldn't be writing me from prison?
But f*ck it this is life
Deal with it or get dealt with
I'm in my room smoking alone like I'm selfish
Cause' some days the sun's hard to face
Dad turns his son wears his face
But look closer see the heart of a lion
Sticks and stones couldn't damage my bones harder then iron
170 pounds with the walk of a giant
So defiant I pop a Valium, turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume

[Hook:]
For all that it's worth
To live in the spotlight
All of my demons come to life
And all that it was
And all that it could be
Is lost in the darkness of the night
Why should I die?
(to live in the spotlight)
Why should I kill myself for you?
You'd let me die?
(to live in the spotlight)
You'd let me die inside for you...

Look
What if money wasn't part of success?
Would the people I used to be friends with never left?
What if making a name didn't come with regrets?
I think that fame's a pre-cursor to death:
Death of a friendship
Death of a family
Death of a man
The misunderstood are always dead before 'they' understand
Staring at ceiling fans,
Chop up milligrams
Draw a pentagram
Lucifer's not a rumor he's in the band, (damn)
Liquor and vomit on my Converse
Bright lights and packed concerts
And right next to the gun that's on my dresser are plastic orange bottles of
Peer pressure
And I'm ready to cave
I live in a cage
How can I be a hero when I'm the one needing saved
48 days of this fast lane living
Me and my entourage no Jeremy Piven, listen
It's better to burn out then fade away is what Kurt said
I felt the same until I saw his daughter and thought as a father
What if tomorrow; the only I could spoil her was dying?
Started crying then popped a valium turned up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume

[Hook:]
For all that it's worth
To live in the spotlight
All of my demons come to life
And all that it was
And all that it could be
Is lost in the darkness of the night
Why should I die?
(to live in the spotlight)
Why should I kill myself for you?
You'd let me die?
(to live in the spotlight)
You'd let me die inside for you...

So what you do when the cop lights
Turn into a stage and a spotlight?
And everyone around you starts to hate cause you got right
And feel entitled like I'm supposed to stop living my life?
Well this ain't 2Pac
This ain't Em's show
This ain't Jigga man
This that Kells flow
This that C-town 19-double-X rep so
Welcome to my life here's a ticket to the next show, spotlight
Welcome to my life here's a ticket to the next show

We the age that mothaf*ckers don't care about us
We just let mothaf*ckas know we coming
It's real, it's a real mothaf*ckin' movement
Whether you like it or not
We're supportin' a real mothaf*ckin' movement, man
It's cleveland man

I am the alpha omega, black flag swinger
F*ck a driveway I'm in airplane hangers
Me and my gang poppin' champagne like players
For all of them days with no lights and no cable
No one can save you, my city's fatal
Make it up out of it how can they hate you?
C-L-E-V-E-L-A-N-D's the greatEST
I'll light this bitch up make it look like its Vegas
We on, muf*cka we on
The first one to blow since Bone
Thinking back when I had a back pack full of fat raps
Didn't no one wanna hear my song
Muf*cka y'all wrong, muf*cka y'all wrong
Made it and I never left home
Where I'm from enemies bust off their shells like King Koopa
Roll through these streets come up gone like Bermuda
I'm just a boy in the hood like I'm Cuba
So soon as I moved out I bought me a Ruger
You come to my house you blow loud as a tuba
I bring your bitch here, she'll go down like a scuba
All of y'all shits out of style like a scooter
Put all of y'all shits in the ditch like a sewer
Make all of y'all bow like my name is Anubis
Talk out your medulla get hit with bazookas

[Hook:]
(Bitch!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(What?)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(Ahh!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(Ay!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega

If you ain't living your life then you're dead
And sleep is its cousin so I shot my bed
Paranoia got me using these meds
Now I'm Smokey as Chris on a Friday like Craig
Retract that statement, I'm stoney as Fred
Evacuate when my homies get mad
You better pray to your God for a blessing
Before they make your world look like Armageddon
Knew I was trouble since I was 11
Ripped up my jeans and I bought me a leather
My friends saw me as a King like Coretta
My dad saw his son as a nuisance, a rebel, and (ahh!)
My music sounds like the devil
Turn that shit off or get out of my temple
Right after that he'd go back to his Kettle One vodka
And drink it all up till he's mental
I have no issue, I am official
Let them come at me I practice Jiu Jitsu
Only fear two things with three letters dawg
That's G-O-D, God and my f*cking initials
Doctors called up to the news to report to them what they discovered
Said I'm the first of a species that they call a real muthaf*cka, (Kells)
And I'm sorry if you get a lot of hits from all my followers
If you acknowledge us in any other way then positive
But you shouldn't be hollering or talking about Superman
When you're living in Metropolis
And if you follow astronomy I'm a Taurus
That means I don't give a f*ck what you thought of me
I walk into an interview looking like a lobotomy
Flipping my middle finger at everybody who watching us, (uh)
F*ck that bring the beat back
Kill this instrumental leave the body where the reef at
Nah, f*ck that where the keef at
Sprinkle a little bit on a quarter of my weed sack
Give me a minute I took a hit I'm tryna focus like astigmatism
My competition on my dick, they're like the zip on my denim
They want the heat I light em up like I put cigarettes in 'em
You bitch, whats your religion?
I wanna know what God you're seeing in a couple of seconds
I wanna see the criticism bout my lyricism
When I'm in your face rippin' this rhythm up like canabalism
Its Kells

[Hook:]
(Bitch!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(What?)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(Ahh!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(Ay!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega

I am the alpha omega, the f*ck is you saying?
I am the alpha omega, the f*ck is you saying?
I am the alpha omega, the f*ck is you saying?
EST run shit you better quit playing
They start a war if you mention my name
I'm the alpha omega
Beginning and end

One time for the city

[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm from the land, Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
On the East Side Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
Bumping that Bone Thugs, Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
In the hood, I'm good Till I Die
CLE Till I Die

[Hook 4x:]
Everywhere I go, I'm putting on
Putting on, putting on
Where you from?

Straight out of the motherf*cking crib hoe
On 128th, me and Slim though
Dead broke, we was smoking mid bro
Baby mama holler "How we supposed to live though?"
F*ck that, beat the game up quick though
Everybody in the team eating
Green meals, green leaves with the green season
Catch me on Lee, up at Sharks eating
Whipping with the hot sauce like I'm street leaguing
And 1 though
On the porch getting cut though
On 1st block with a blunt rolled
Me and Dub-O
My city, my city been turned up from the jump though

[Chorus]

[Hook 4x]

Y'all know, Y'all know
It's tatted up on all of my squad hoe
I rolled J's in a 12 inch Raw paper
Everyday I live life like Pablo
Y'all Know, y'all know
I'm tatted like I don't need jobs hoe
Nobody's gonna stop me from getting paper
Everyday I feel like El Chapo
I was getting high in the 6th grade
Throwing hands in the hall on the first day
Scared of one of my hoes getting knocked up
Snatching purses in the mall, getting locked up
Bitch, I needed paper, I needed paper
Dreaming of a penthouse and an elevator
The hood taught me don't talk, just walk my
Timbos on the curb by the stop sign
Kells

[Hook:]
East Side, West Side
Cleveland for life
East Side, West Side
Aye
Uptown to down the way, uptown to down the way
EC to The Heights all day, EC to The Heights all day

[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm from the land, Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
On the East Side Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
Bumping that Bone Thugs, Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
In the hood, I'm good Till I Die
EST Till I Die

City of Cleveland man, it's wild man
You know a lot of dudes that get money and it's violence
You know what I'm saying?
I'm part of that product I got 17 and half I've been down for two
Don't call me tase, my name's paper chase, you can call me that
Cause you know I'm known to do my thang in the city of Cleveland
Do a little homework on the hood you know what I'm talkin about

Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane
Five Heart Beats left
My homie off of Eddie Road
He thinks he's a damn chef
Everybody schemed out
Don't nobody wanna work
I was with him last week
Now I got his name on my damn shirt, (R.I.P.)
Everybody pourin' liquor
My partner out he beat a case
Took a piss on the fed building
Told them motherf*ckers free Chase!
Them boys in the rear view
So now I'm going 25
If they catch my homie in the shot gun, ridin' with a shot gun
They gon' give him twenty-five
I'm tryna be responsible
I know they heard I got a deal
They shot the dice game up for five dollars
What they f*ck you think they doin' for a couple mill?
I gotta keep my eyes open
But this weed got me feelin' heavy
Just like the pistol in my pants
Hate to have it but these muf*ckas petty

(In my hood)
All my muf*ckas ready
I be rollin' presidential like Teddy
I might hit the strip club and break a f*ckin' levy
In honor of every hustler that's locked up in a celly
F*ck it, I might buy the Q Arena for a week and sell it out
F*ck it, I might buy a kilo for the hood and fix the drought
F*ck it, I'ma hold the city on my back when y'all don't
Come to Cleveland I can get you what you want

(In my hood)
Rappers aren't doin' shows
Man half them muf*ckas hoes (true)
If you got a problem call me
In the land I am big bro
Young man, but I'm standin' at 6'4"
And SixFo, that's my man from the east coast
Midwest muthaf*ckas known to hold dope
85 state side, ATL knows

(In my hood)
It's clucks at the bus stop
Our billboards got mugshots
Top ten most wanted
And streets where them houses look haunted, (bando)
I told my youngin, "you can make it if you want it"
He looked at me and asked if I saw it coming
I told him that all them summers I was in the basement
I knew I was gonna make it and you couldn't tell me nothing
(In my hood)

Kells
Who the f*ck wanna wit um
We ball like Indians at the World Series 8th inning
I'm gone I'm rolling with Nicole Kidman
I hit the pussy like a bong, f*ck show business
We in the jungle with the guerrillas
We in the streets with the 4 wheelers
Don't speak I am no witness
You got beef put a end till you talk like long sentence period
Motherf*cker I'm serious
Who's you're favorite rapper, I'm curious?
He ain't living out them words
He ain't used machine gun burst in the trap cause his ass got murked
I'm talking in the 3rd
I'm talking to a stealer and he ain't from the burgh
You talking to a Cleveland motherf*cker in the first
So you better not get on my nerves, biatch
I need herb tho, keep me moving like turtle
Keep me seeing this purple
Keep it banging like Kirko
Work something, Twerk something
Bitch f*ck me now she worth something
Gas tank on E, it worth nothing
Try to stunt on me the worst coming
Motherf*ckers gonna need some plumbing I am the shit
I feel like eating something, feed my stomach,
give me a rapper, make it 100, f*ck give em the hubble telescope, they couldn't see the younging
No, f*ck it let em get a lil something, bring em to the block do a lil stuntin, that ain't nothing
Ery where I go I'm putting on I ain't bluffing, Ery where I go I'm putting on, Bitch I run it. Kells

[Hook:]
This song got a motherf*cker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling [x3]
This song got a motherf*cker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling [x3]

Picture me rich
Picture everybody wit a pic of me hangin on the wall like prince
Picture your favorite R&B singer lookin at a picture on her phone Of my big Ol dick
Picture me living like Biggie, the real Frank White I'm the king of my city
Picture all this starting out as a dream, staring at a picture of Martin Luther King, that's my reaction
Trying to make it happen from rapping. Trying to avoid me a casket Half of my kin-folk caught up in traffic from trapping
My whole squad will turn to a fraction cause Tony Montana rite up the block from us tho, it's hard not to get caught up in its at all
Hard not to ball. Sales for yayo to jail then someone goes talk to the law
Please God tell me it ain't true, tell me name on that paper work ain't you
If you ain't snitching then why is you home,
stupid decision bitch better get gone, 3 in the morning,
I can't get rest so turn over pick up that 38 special,
you bust in my door, then I bust in your neck hoe 25 stranded on death row

[Hook:]
This song got a motherf*cker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling [x3]
This song got a motherf*cker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling [x3]

Early morning cutting corners
Rolling up this marijuana
Stole it straight from California homie what do you got on it?
My cup holder filled with Tropicana
Couple grams of Aunt Jemima
In my hand like candid camera
Vibing to that Country Grammar
Pulling up to Grandma's
I smell bacon, eggs thats scrambled
Hoppin out then ol' boy ran up
My dog grabbed the mc hammer
*blammer* *blammer*
Make him dance
And watch him run up out their sandals,
But f*ck all that where's my sandwich
Let's blaze up and change the channels
Look on TV and I see me
With that Chief Wahoo on my beanie
"Wild Boy" video on repeat
Only white boy on BET
EZ Widers + hydroponics
Roll one tall as Spike Lee
You ain't never seen a muthaf*cka do it like me
Kells

[Hook:]
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top

Rolling out, smoking up
Cleveland boys don't give a f*ck
1800 fill my cup
Being sober sucks
I'ma spend a hundred bucks on a Oz
Gotta call Big Chuck he the OG
And get a zone for the low cause I'm lil bro
Everybody on the Eastside know me
Westside get it cracking and the fact of the matter is
Whether I'm standing on Denison Ave or I'm in the Valley
I'm bringing a Grammy back to the city this is the anthem
Have P. Diddy on St. Clair dancing
Kells
Used to ride the RTA
$1.50 every meter
Food wasn't guaranteed I stole my meals out of Arabica
Speakers blasting my own shit
Bow tie on the jet on my grown shit
Court side at the game with the owner
And sell the same arena out when I'm homesick
God damn I'm a fool
Couple hundred diamonds in the tooth
Couple hundred bitches in the pool
And out of a couple hundred rappers I am the truth
That's why I get a couple hundred when I'm in the booth
Still I keep that

[Hook:]
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top

I come straight from the bottom
No hot water for showers
Stole a jacket from Target
Gotta go to court in two hours
I'm at Dub's house on Way St.,
Swooped up Slim off of Harvard
Drove down Dove to see Casie
Let's take it back where we started
When I had that

[Hook:]
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top

[Hook:]
I'm facing problems everyday
I can't solve 'em everyday
They want the truth everyday
I'm being honest everyday
I wake up everyday
Smoke this blunt everyday
Go to work everyday
To make a buck everyday
This one for the boy who grew up
Trying to feed his family everyday
(Everyday, everyday, everyday)
This one for the girl who's feeling lost
Because she's trying to find a way

This verse is for my
People on the grind
Going to sleep at 2
Clocking in at 9
Trying to go to school
That's why you're at the job
Ask me what to do
When you're reaching for the stars
Jump!
Everybody scared of a little change
Thats why I'm always looking out for the little things
You should never be ashamed of a little fame
Even Bill Gates back then had a little name
I'm just saying
Y'all know what it's like when them lights go off in the condo
Need a break from the bullshit pronto
Spend your last check on a trip to Chicago
And see your favorite band on the stage again
In your favorite shirt that you made for them
They play the song and you sang with them
Because music heals the soul
And that moment's there so take it in
Before you're back in that place again
In the uniform that you hate again
Man this freedom for the world

[Hook:]
I'm facing problems everyday
I can't solve 'em everyday
They want the truth everyday
I'm being honest everyday
I wake up everyday
Smoke this blunt everyday
Go to work everyday
To make a buck everyday
This one for the boy who grew up
Trying to feed his family everyday
(Everyday, everyday, everyday)
This one for the girl who's feeling lost
Because she's trying to find a way
(find a way, find a way, find a way)

I can't afford to go to jail
Moms' putting their houses up for bail
Court stressed me out
Thinking I need a better route
But all these hoes laugh when I'm ashy
And them boys rob if I'm flashy
And them older folks see my tattoos in their offices and low class me
Man I don't know what I'm suppose to do
My family is not the Huxtables
I'm just trying to keep my life together
Without breaking all the rules
So I say like five prayers everyday
Until my sins wear away
Let that smoke in meditate
And just chill
Thinking about better days
No more late night belly aches
Use this food for thought everyday
So I will

[Hook:]
This one for the boy who grew up
Trying to feed his family everyday
(Everyday, everyday, everyday)
This one for the girl who's feeling lost
Because she's trying to find a way
(find a way, find a way, find a way)
I'm facing problems everyday
I can't solve 'em everyday
They want the truth everyday
I'm being honest everyday
I wake up everyday
Smoke this blunt everyday
Go to work everyday
To make a buck everyday

Daddy, you said you was gonna FaceTime me

[Hook - Leroy Sanchez:]
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Verse 1 - MGK:]
Looking down on my phone, see another missed call
I'm pissed off, I never had these problems back when I was piss poor
Scared to see my daughter now because I'm lost in the life
In the bathroom getting high when she called twice
Sorry, but I'm scared at looking at something so precious when I'm a mess
And her mother know it
I wonder if she ever regrets
Trying to convince my family that I'm only gone for these checks
When really I'm obsessed with getting my revenge through success
Cause people hated on me, how can I not show 'em?
Fans waited on me, damn, how do I not owe 'em?
Imagine having to make that decision
While baby girl's in the kitchen, tears dripping, wondering where her pop's going
But I never meant to make you unhappy, can I see that smile?
Phone's ringing... "Ey, yo, I'm with my child"
Anyways, I wanna write you a symphony
But instead she said all I ever wanted is you to stay a while, damn

[Hook - Leroy Sanchez:]
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Bridge - MGK & Leroy Sanchez:]
And hey, hey, hey
It's been so long so you've gone away

[Verse 2 - MGK:]
Five years to be more specific
I was out here trying to sign to Atlantic
You crossed the pacific
Now is it a coincidence that my first instrument was a violin
That my father wanted for me, so we ended up buyin
And now the instrumental that we're vibing to got one high end
And while I'm writing my first verse he called me up crying?
That shit is crazy, half a decade with no explanation
Now you're asking if it's too late to save us
Man, I don't know so I hang up but I'm saying nothing, just click end
Wasn't man enough to say it so I wrote with a pen
I just wanted to make you happy, but you never smile
I just wanted that phone call that said your daddy's proud
Anyways, maybe eventually we'll relive memories and you'll be next to me and both of us can stay a while, yeah

I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Bridge x2 - MGK & Leroy Sanchez:]
And hey, hey, hey
It's been so long so you've gone away

One day I'll be gone
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)

And that was a dark depressing time for him, you know
He did had one visit with his mother I think
During the time that he lived with me and she brought
Him a huge box fill with gifts you know clothes and all
Kinds of little goodies and stuff and it sat in the corner
Untouched, literally for months he'd never opened anything just
Left the box there

What's going on in your mind when someone you haven't seen
since you were nine is out at your door step right now?
Rewind, remember that one time when Marco showed up at the front door
And we found out he escaped from a psych ward
And stole grandma's car?
Ah, rest her soul
I know that's off topic, but I miss her soul
So ironic that she was blind but told me I'm handsome I was
Every time that I walked in the door
Can't lie and say it was easy being 14 on February 14th
Watching a body die in my arms
Then have to go to a school that I hated
When my grade indicate that I don't give a f*ck what's going on
A couple hours later on
And not to mention that one bitch that I loved
By the way I call her "bitch" because she was
Wanted me to catch another man f*cking her
Invited me over, told me to come into the front
Come upstairs and say what's up
And there she was
Little slut
I was broken hearted, should've broke that bitch's jaw
Just for playin' me like a chump
But instead went to the garage, grabbed one
Of her brother's rifles, went outside, and shot that other
Mothaf*cka's truck up
I guess that's what lead me to cuffs
Becomin' common in my life like funerals was
Daddy's less common now, he gave up
After he heard the judge pin a f*cking felony on his son
Funny enough
Me and Aunt Barbara even closer
Start to feel some weight lift off her shoulder
Till it piled back on when a radiologist] told her
That she had breast cancer and might not live much longer
Fast forward
The woman that I call my "mother" isn't my mother
Or even blood but that's how much I love her
And I'm feeling awkward cause the doorbell's from the person that I call HER
Maybe I ain't ready for it...
Shit, what should i wear?
F*ck that, I ain't going down there
I waited over a decade for closure
Why should i receive it if it might not be something i want to hear
In the mirror is a empty reflection
And in my head are questions I want to ask like, "Where the f*ck did you go?"
Why did you turn my birthdays to the worst days every year that you didn't show?
And if you must know, I didn't turn out to be much else
Than a drunk who fell face first to a pile of hell
Took four snuffs of the devil's dust
Ended up with my manager helping me cause I couldn't take a piss by myself
But i did get a record deal
And all my records got that making of a legend feel
And I did have a daughter who I promised that the way that way you made me felt
Is a way she will never, feel
Slip a Benadryl in my cup
Ech, f*ck it I'm sickening up
Pit of my stomach clenching, all my muscles stiffening up
I ain't been this nervous since i got jumped
Flick the tip of my J over a surface cover with ashes and junk
Took a pull and sat it down
Put on both of my Chucks
Reach for the door but my hand's sweaty, I'm anxious as f*ck
Couldn't even hit the stairs without remembering how many years
I was there waiting to see your car pull up
Now you saying she's right there?
Man you saying she's right there?
You telling me if I open up this door right here
That she'll been standing right there?
And after all these years am I wrong for having this fear
Of meeting the reflection that was missing in the mirror
Open up the door and then I see her

Merry, merry, merry go round
I don't want to see you down
I don't want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Look...

Summer day
Bobby and this girl would wake up every summer day
This boy and girl had nothing, they were runaways
So in love that now all they wanted was pain and so it came
Never had a silver spoon present in the past
Now at last, the spoon is present and so the boy wet it
Told her bring him a slab, a cotton swab, and a match
And told her one day they'll fly across the world and have a wedding
Like "baby I have a plan, come with me to this place
Baby give me your hand, now flip it give me a vein
Baby take off your belt, we'll use it as a restraint"
She sees that it starts to melt, he reaches inside a case
Fills the needle with food, flicks the needle with haste
Brings the needle to her, she isn't right in the face
The boy can tell that she's scared, he says "I love you, okay?"
Then shoves it into her arm and says "how the f*ck does that taste baby?!"

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don't want to see you down
I don't want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don't want to see you down
I don't want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

Her dress drops, her head drops
Swiggin' out of a whiskey bottle, he just watches
But he was not Bobby, see Bobby had joined the army
Been gone for a couple months now she's messin with everybody
Everyone of the dealers, everyone hears her squealing
Trading pussy for product, she did anything for that feeling
But then she started that feeling, early morning she's kneelin'
In front of the toilet look at her belly there's no concealing
That she's expecting a child
This woman is living foul
She's only 20 years old
And hardly can even smile
Ultrasound shows a baby that's barely over a pound
Sold everything in her house just trying to score an ounce
News of her baby's father was that he died in the war
Now that syringe is all that keeps her alive anymore
No mattress, so her and her child dyin' on the floor
As a letter's at the door reading:
"I'll be home tomorrow. love, Bobby"

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don't want to see you down
I don't want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don't want to see you down
I don't want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

Knockin' at the door but doesn't get an answer
Bobby's nervous, his heart starts to beat faster
He hasn't talked to his girl in so long
She sold his phone for a hit, damn how he wish that he could hear her laughter
But his drug hit her like a cancer
And he forgot 'cause he had left and cleaned his act up
Passenger seat in his Acura got a picture of 'em kissing
Under the words "happily ever after"
He walks into the house, it's a f*ckin' disaster
Every step he takes his shoe crushes a capsule
Holds his breath, he knows what he smells isn't natural
Looks down, it's the body of the queen of his castle
"Baby please, baby please!!!"
"Wake up!!!"
He screams on his knees and he sees her hands around her stomach
Inside was a child
And realizes it was his...
[gun cock, gun shot]
Summer day,
An entire family died on that summer day
'cause a facade made a girl give her love away
But those were Bobby's consequences that he had to pay
Love is pain

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don't want to see you down
I don't want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don't want to see you down
I don't want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

[Hook: Victoria Monet]
I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
I had a dream that the world changed
And for a minute there was no pain
Instead of presidents and old sayings
I heard lyrics from Kurt Cobain
Then I wake up to see the world's ill
Oceans tainted from the oil spills
How many kids have these wars killed?
How many families can't afford bills?
I wish that I could let the world know
That it's okay to let the pain show
And even though times seem bad
It always rains before the rainbow

[Hook: Victoria Monet]
I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

[Bridge: Victoria Monet + (Machine Gun Kelly)]
(I think we all)
We all need a little more love
(I think we all)
We all need a little more love
(We just need)
A little more love
(The world needs)
A little more love

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
In my hood money equals power
And in the world money controls everything we believe in
I can see we're in our darkest hour
Cause it feels like the government just as crooked as the police
I spent the weekend catchin' up on the news
A girl committed suicide after she was bullied at school
Cause some dudes told her she wasn't cool
But you would rather gossip about a famous person breaking the rules
I'm confused, tell me is my life's price worth the jewels?
They told me fight night I'm supposed to lose
Just cause in hindsight, they don't like my type
White boy with some rhythm and blues

[Hook: Victoria Monet]
I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

[Bridge: Victoria Monet + (Machine Gun Kelly)]
(I think we all)
We all need a little more love
(I think we all)
We all need a little more love
(We just need)
A little more love
(The world needs)
A little more love

[Verse 3: Machine Gun Kelly]
You can give up like they tell you
Stop like they tell you
Be scared to dream for the top like they tell you
But I'm tryna tell you, f*ck what they tell you

[Outro:]
(I think we, uhh) And in these dark times, as as a part of a generation they claim can't be saved, it's important to know we're not blind, we see the truth through blue and dark eyes, and I would rather die on my feet then live on my knees if I can't live free. Right now in the world we just need (a little more love).

Ay yo
This that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he puts his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got everybody hating
Success to me is inspiration
Cause how we supposed to know that what we dream is possible
If don't nobody that looks like us makes it?
You only got one life, don't waste it
I mean we only got one night, get wasted
I mean I know you're trying to think it out
But go with what you feel cause real problems can't be calculated
It's hard to find the answer when they have no explanation
It's hard to find where you're headed when there's no destination
It's hard to know when we're going when there's no expiration
So until that day, just keep that Kells inside your playlist and

[Hook:]
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Drinking whiskey like a desperado
My bitches drinking Reposado
Ashing in an empty bottle
Listening to the songs that put our asses in this empty condo
Remember ridin' 'round in Ashleigh's car though?
When the radio first played our song though?
Or at her house when MTV first showed my face
That clip was crazy, I swear it felt like we won the lotto
But a million bucks can't buy priceless moments
An a million people may not know us
But every one of us wants this gift we own
And that is: how is how to keep it real
How to never judge somebody by their steering wheel
Cause you know that mother f*cker in that Ford Taurus
Could be the next mother f*cker in that new Porsche
But like I said it's hard to know where you're headed
When there's no destination
So until that day, just keep that Kells inside your playlist and

[Hook:]
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long
Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

This shit right here, man, this shit feels right! Aye Doug, aye Dray, aye Earl, you know it's all year right? Hah! I'm sitting here in the middle of New York City, the night before I gotta turn my second album in, higher than a motherf*cka, drunker than a motherf*cka, with my boys, and I'm thinking, damn, man 5 years ago, we were dead broke chilling in Cleveland everyday, and the next thing you know, people are calling us about record deals. And you know, the crazy part is, I actually rented this white Nissan Ultima for me and Slim so we could drive out to New York. I think she had to some work some shit or something, so she couldn't go so we were gonna go out there and see what these labels were talking about. And I'm driving us there, but my license's suspended so I tell Slim, I'm like "Yo, I gotta pull up before we get to New York and switch, so you can drive in case we get pulled over" cause we got pulled over the last time we went there. But you know, he had a license so it made sense for him to drive so cut to like 7 and a half hours later, I'm pulling over in this emergency lane and right as I'm opening the door to switch with Slim, boom! This f*cking car going full speed on the highway swerves off the road and smashed into us. Yo, I swear to God I woke up half my body's laying outside the car in the ditch, like 15-20 feet away from where we just were. The car was totalled, the windows were smashed, it was cold as f*ck, it was raining outside, but we were actually okay. I mean, my boy had to go the hospital you know the ambulance came and shit, he ended up being alright, but our meeting's with the record label started at 2 and we didn't have no car, and now we were stuck in a f*cking hospital in New Jersey. So this dude that, I ended up partnering with later on, his name's James McMillan, he comes and gets us to these meetings and shit, somehow, someway. I don't know if it was just because we just got into a crazy car crash and could've died a couple of hours ago but I'm in there and like you know I'm not feeling this shit man I'm not feeling this record label shit and we drove back to Cleveland. Now I'm back in Ashleigh's mom's basement, I'm thinking about life, you know, I'm on a shit ton of vicodin cause the doctors at the hospital you know gave us something cause we got into that car accident and Ashleigh runs downstairs and she's like "Yo, yo, Kells, Kells, you're not gonna believe who wants to talk to you right now." I'm like, "who?" She's like "He's gonna call you in 30 seconds." Now I guess, when I was in New York, I had made some kinda noise cause this dude named [?] who ended up becoming my manager later on took this video I had called "Chip off the Block" over to Bad Boy and showed Harve Pierre and Harve Pierre went and showed that vid to a guy named Puff, so I answer my phone, depressed, down, f*cked up on vicodin and I hear: "Please hold, I have Mister Sean Combs for you." I said, god damn, life's about to change, man, I felt it. And sometimes thats all it takes, it's just that feeling you know what I mean. I knew I was gonna be here, and now I'm here

Feel that, uh
Lace up, Kells
Lace up, Kells
Farewell, yeah
This that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he puts his city on
That boy, Kells

Okay, I got a question
Am I loud out there?
I mean, do you really hear me? (Huh?)

The definition of greatness
Is in the making you're witnessing the amazing
Blame me if you awaken
You've been sleeping too long on the one who was chosen muf*cka
You're probably unaware but I'm here to let you know it
Take a listen, shut the f*ck up for once and just enjoy it: Real Music
Bullshit on the daily? try to avoid it
Your life's ass, similar to a toilet huh?
You see me living chasing everything I wanted, huh?
Forever blunted, ready for whatever coming, huh?
The mailman keep the check coming
The cash in keep the 'vette running
Stop sign? Bitch I run that
Look at where I hung at,
Bunch of Eastside boys on the field, punt that
Ball 4 life
Give me some shrooms for the serotonin
Me and the crew living for the moment
Everything we wanted is ours

[Hook:]
Put me in a fast car,
Big house with a beach for a backyard
Stress free cause I ain't trying to live with it
The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different
I used to dream until I realized it wasn't shit in reality
Cause you can make it happen
And I'ma make it happen
You gon' watch me make it happen bet you gon remember me
When you see me in that fast car,
Big house with a beach for a backyard
Stress free I ain't trying to live with it
The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different
I used to dream until I realized it wasn't shit in reality
Cause you can make it happen
And I'ma make it happen
You gon' watch me make it happen
Bet they gon remember me
Bet they gon remember me

Damn
So many people got them hating faces
Like why you mad at me? I'm just out here getting faces
Irritated with these bitches and their crazy ways
When all I wanted was some head on a lazy day, damn
(Where you been?)
On the other side of the map taking naps in first class getting paid to rap
Paid off having jobs since the seventh grade
Got laid off ever since I've been self made
See my homie want to see me win
Fronted me some bands told me "Youngin go and get it in"
He believed in it more than I, So I gotta ride
Down to die for my dawgs, yep, EST 4 Life
Opportunity took advantage I gotta manage
Even when it's hard, hard times, yea, what would I be without it?
The struggle made me tougher, forcing me to hustle
Money in demand, f*ck fame ain't nothing but trouble dawg
I'm never perfect, I got flaws like a lot of ya'll
Who be critizing on the low, hating on ya boy
Ya'll defensive maybe that's why I offend you
When I dribble through my legs in the mall when it's time to ball
Life on the edge, hope I never fall
Though you pray I do, what a shame, but I maintain shooting for the stars
Let it bang bitch i'm out of range
And just know I shoot back with my rap name

[Hook:]
Put me in a fast car, big house with a beach for a backyard
Stress free cuz I ain't trying to live with it
The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different
I use to dream until I realized it wasn't shit in reality
Cuz you can make it happen
And I'ma make it happen
You gon' watch me make it happen bet you gon remember me
When you see me in that fast car,
Big house with a beach for a backyard
Stress free I ain't trying to live with it
The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different
I use to dream until I realized it wasn't shit in reality
Cuz you can make it happen
And I'ma make it happen
You gon' watch me make it happen
Bet they gon remember me
They gon' remember me
Bet they gon remember me
Bet they gon remember me

Uh, roll another I've been at it all night long
Uh, bedroom, bad bitch, bright white thong
Uh, but she's dark like the color of my heart is
Uh, and I will never love but she f*ck me regardless
Uh, I'm in Cleveland if you want to come and witness how a boss lives
Uh, I'm a Beatle to these people like Paul McCart is
(Remember?)
Remember hitting 93rd back to Slim and Dub's mom's crib?
When we ain't wanna hear rappers talk about how their Saint Laurent fits
Bitch I still feel that way people say that way
People say that attitude will get you killed one day
But even in my wake nobody's safe
Cuz "keeping fake f*cks out of the game" is in my will some way, okay?
Let's not sugar coat it, don't no rappers want it
I'll put the hands to em, they need hydrocodone
Catch me in the morning
Caught up in the moment
On the corner with some youngins that be styrofoamin, turn up,
I'm advanced with the burn up
25 L's for your man that's murder
22. Cal in the pants, that's murder
Homie let Kells on the track, that's murder
25 grams on the scale's unheard of
Add 3 more, make an ounce, then serve it
Flip it to a chicken, let the town get word
That you whippin that bitchh up in the kitchen like Ike Turner

[Hook:]
That is how they get it round here
That is how the f*ck they get it round here
(round here, round here)
That is how they get it round here
That is how the f*ck they get it round here
(round here, round here)
It's some Wahoo fitteds round here
It's some tattoo'd killers round here
(round here, round here)
But everybody snitchin round here
Gotta keep it independent round here
(round here, round here)
Gotta keep it trill round here
Bikes hit one wheel round here
It's a lot of pills round here
Anything for them bills round here
(anything for the loot)
They don't wear a mask round here
They be coming for yo ass round here
(please don't shoot)
You could never last round here
Call Kells for a pass round here

Uh, Roll another I been gone all day bitch
Uh, In the gutter with my brother up the way bitch
(Uptown)
Uh, Back in Shaker graduated '08 bitch
Shit, I couldn't get A's now a muthaf*cka A-list
You know a muthaf*cka dangerous
You know I'm really in the Land with the gangstas
I'm on Lakeshore heading to the range
With my .40 on some Wu-Tang 36 Chambers
Empty the whole thing then I'm going over to Harvard
I ain't talking about Cambridge,
If you don't understand the conversation
That's cause you don't speak a real man's language
Can't nobody see me on the Spades
I'm a muthaf*cking King with the Ace
I be in the muthaf*ckin city on the lake
Where they never hesitate to put a beam on your face
I can make an eighth flip to a quake quick, shits basic
18, learning all that in Mitch's basement
Big dreams, gotta chase em, stay anxious
Just left Avis I'm driving to the majors
2010 was a paper and a pen
2011 we was touring in a van
2012 was the muthaf*ckin year I put an album out
Now I ain't never looking back again
"Let me get a hand, let me get a hand!"
That right there is something you will never hear me saying
Bitch i'm from the C-L-E-V-E-Land
All you see is E-S-T round me man
Kells

[Hook:]
That is how they get it round here
That is how the f*ck they get it round here
(round here, round here)
That is how they get it round here
That is how the f*ck they get it round here
(round here, round here)
It's some Wahoo fitteds round here
It's some tattoo'd killers round here
(round here, round here)
But everybody snitchin round here
Gotta keep it independent round here
(round here, round here)
Gotta keep it trill round here
Bikes hit one wheel round here
It's a lot of pills round here
Anything for them bills round here
(anything for the loot)
They don't wear a mask round here
They be coming for yo ass round here
(please don't shoot)
You could never last round here
Call Kells for a pass round here

Ay tell'em I'mma need a minute
Damn my heads f*cked up
I be thinkin' jail whenever hear'em say they need a sentence
I be in the booth zoned out
They say they just need a couple lines
And all the years on the road got me thinkin' blow
Even though they just wanted some bars like jail time
See there I go
Somebody this drink from me
I love my bitches oh
Please God don't let them take none of the paint from me
And since you need a filler for the dead space
Sorry I had to get my head straight
One of the homies back home caught a fed case
And how I'm suppose to feel
When I'm in Hollywood trynna get a couple mil
And I just got a call that my dawg got killed
And maybe it wouldn't have happened if I wouldn't have been out here but
And still even back when dub had a job cuttin' steel
Even back when we was on the block up the hill
Up a hundred thirty first there was blood gettin' spilled
I ain't re-invent the wheel motherf*cker
This is how it is where I live motherf*cker
Semis and blue nose pit motherf*cker
Just in case they run up in the crib motherf*cker's got kids motherf*cker ay
The f*ck you think you knew about me?
Got a question? I don't even want to talk to you ask them
They the ones that grew up around me
Kept it one hundred percent same crew till the end, Kells

Ay I'mma need about an hour
And a first class ticket wait
Make that a jet and a champagne shower
Oh I ain't rich yet, f*ck it I can make a dollar in a dream, work
I was on the cover of double XL I ain't talkin' 'bout the big T-shirt
Lace up I'm finna run circles 'round squares in these Nike Airs
Finna go hard with my dawgs that were right there
Finna treat songs like a mothaf*ckin' pound
And flip an empty house to a motherf*ckin' crowd, know what I'm talkin'
Yes sir everybody, better pay respect this year
I be in the land with a steel tecsture
I object and a ways that they test first
Bitch im from the east side, east side
Watch first forty eight
I owe nobody just know I
Rep, rep OH, get it?
F*ck it if you don't I'm just ventin' like I use to do
With these rappers I will never mention how stupid are you
To think I would give you my attention
When you nothin' but a peasant
And I am a f*ckin' legend can you feel that?