[Intro: Mac Miller]
Uh, The Ill Spoken
2008 shit
Hahaha, we had to take it back
B.DuBB and Easy Mac, haha
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Life changed since the old days, how it all used to be
The buffoonery, and dreams of buyin' jewelry
The class can't learn 'til a student teach
I gave a lecture, wrote a stupid speech
Back in the days, The Ill Spoken ridin' ATV's
Performin' on TV there at JPB
It was four years ago, seemed like so long
In the attic smokin', comin' up with dope songs
Never knew I'd be a star back then
I was tryin' to get money for a car back then
I just wanted to record back then
Never had a lot to do, we was bored back then
All them days at the Shadow Lounge, sellin' tickets, gettin' shows
We was tryna tell the world we was the next to blow
Even beef with some dudes up in Canada
Had a little battle, spit our bars in the camera
We stayed up late makin' mixtapes
That we gave out tryin' to get our name out
Doin' shows, no one knew us, they would boo us
Knew that when we grew up, they'd be askin' for a verse
I'm blowin' back Dutches, still got love for my dudes on RapMullet
Man that grind was tough, we wasn't gettin' far
Still rolled up to shows with more cars than people in attendance
Most of the people there were people we was friends with
The best shit but, it got expensive when we couldn't sell tickets
Wasn't doin' much but tryin' to be the illest
At your crib smokin' weed and raps
Grindin' hard, 'cause music, we believed in that
We had some differences, yes, but for real we've been blessed
You the homie, man, I wish you the best
Uh, The Ill Spoken
2008 shit
Hahaha, we had to take it back
B.DuBB and Easy Mac, haha
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Life changed since the old days, how it all used to be
The buffoonery, and dreams of buyin' jewelry
The class can't learn 'til a student teach
I gave a lecture, wrote a stupid speech
Back in the days, The Ill Spoken ridin' ATV's
Performin' on TV there at JPB
It was four years ago, seemed like so long
In the attic smokin', comin' up with dope songs
Never knew I'd be a star back then
I was tryin' to get money for a car back then
I just wanted to record back then
Never had a lot to do, we was bored back then
All them days at the Shadow Lounge, sellin' tickets, gettin' shows
We was tryna tell the world we was the next to blow
Even beef with some dudes up in Canada
Had a little battle, spit our bars in the camera
We stayed up late makin' mixtapes
That we gave out tryin' to get our name out
Doin' shows, no one knew us, they would boo us
Knew that when we grew up, they'd be askin' for a verse
I'm blowin' back Dutches, still got love for my dudes on RapMullet
Man that grind was tough, we wasn't gettin' far
Still rolled up to shows with more cars than people in attendance
Most of the people there were people we was friends with
The best shit but, it got expensive when we couldn't sell tickets
Wasn't doin' much but tryin' to be the illest
At your crib smokin' weed and raps
Grindin' hard, 'cause music, we believed in that
We had some differences, yes, but for real we've been blessed
You the homie, man, I wish you the best
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