Mac Miller
Mrs. Deborah Downer lyrics
- Language
- English
- Level
- Intermediate
- Released
- 2020
- Genre
- Pop
- Length
- 4:05
Yeah
Nothin' is impossible
Do this shit together, we unstoppable
Raised to be a leader, not a navigator
Wrote this down on scraps of paper
All roads lead to the same confusion
I mean, all roads lead to the same conclusions
They found my body somewhere in the sewer
My girl defined the word "prolific" for me
And I can't read her mind, she wrote a different story
Oh well, redemption is a funny bitch
The devil always be right where the money is
Somebody gotta be watchin' you, but no one is
It's kinda crazy life could be this simple
Nothing's coincidence
My best friend packed his things, threw 'em in the car
I haven't seen him since
Guess I understand, he always got the chills
When he saw a room full of rolled up hundred dollar bills
Yeah
Even pills turn to powder, babe
Said, even pills turn to powder
The world wanna crush 'em down
Even pills turn to powder, babe
Can you sit right next to me and crush 'em down?
If pills can turn to powder
Then this world could turn to ash
Everything seems so slow
But my past
Thought that it would last longer
I just thought that, thought that, thought that
This feelin', this feelin' would last longer
Yeah
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah
Somebody gave me a treasure map
Nowhere on that motherfucker say where the X is at
Now I wanna see the whole world through a telecast
Been waitin' my whole life, I finally thought I should tell you that
Yeah
Started smokin' weed again, started tryna read again
Cleaned myself up, now would you be my friend?
Do I need to know the beginning to see the end?
What's the difference 'tween the truth and things that we pretend?
I lie awake faded, watch the days go by
And only at the lows do I chase that high
Fear God, stay humble
Original sin, we all come from the same struggle
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
And you left out on your own?
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
And you left out in the cold?
Whoa
Can I get two Norcos, two Roxy's, two Roxy's, three Methadone, a couple Percocets
Some Heroin, two Xanax bars, and three Seltzer for a week
(Thank you) do when money comin' slow
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
Whatcha gonna do when the money comin' slow?
Whoa oh, whatcha gonna do?
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Key vocabulary
- navigator
- guides a route
- wrote
- past of writeB1
- sewer
- underground waste pipe
- prolific
- producing a lot
- can't
- cannotB1
- different
- not the same
- crazy
- very unusualA2
- fear
- unpleasant worryA2
- conclusions
- final resultsB1
- defined
- clearly explainedB1
About this song
Mac Miller was an American rapper and singer from Pittsburgh whose genre-spanning hip-hop combined party-starting beginnings with introspective, often jazzy and philosophical songwriting. He first broke through with the mainstream success of Blue Slide Park and later became a self-produced auteur credited under the name Larry Fisherman, known for candid material that culminated in his final album Swimming.