Reintroduction (Version 2) Mac Miller

[Intro]
See, I don't really think I told a lot about who I am (Yo, what's good?)
It's Easy Mac
Comin' from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania (Pittsburgh, 412, stand up)
Born and raised (Yeah)
I'm 'bout to kick somethin' for y'all, just lay back
A'ight, look, yo

[Verse 1]
Spit with the flames, that's the trick of the trade
My words will stick to your brain while I sit in the grave
I kick it with grace, shit's got me sick of the grades
I'm pissed, in a rage, causin' me to rip out the page
It's a crisis, spittin' with literary devices
More disciples than Christ gets
My words will leave you lifeless, deep inside your mind like a physic
I might kick nice shit, never gon' write shit
Three thousand what they ice is, a hundred what they might get (I ain't got that kinda cash)
Spit like mine? Well, it's priceless
And ain't nobody wanna make the right move 'cause they might lose
End up top story on tonight's news
I had a chain on my mouth I had to bite through
'Cause I have people that I need to recite to

[Chorus]
Take a second, listen
Take a second, listen (Take a second, listen)
Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Easy Mac
Take a second, listen
Go on and listen (Go on and listen)