Mac Miller
Of the Soul lyrics
- Language
- English
- Level
- Intermediate
- Released
- 2011
- Genre
- Pop
- Length
- 3:34
Uh-uh, looks like I wrote this song on paper
First time I did that in like three years
My handwritin' is, is horrible, and I can barely read this, hmm
Hey, hey, don't even know what's in my head anymore though
Uh, figured out I ain't gonna go to college, Lee Corso
Fuckin' girls, but I never kept the door closed
Want you all to hear the way I put it in her torso
I ain't normal, I'm clinically insane
I guess it's the result of all the drugs that enterin' my brain
All of a sudden, every legend keep on mentionin' my name
All that does is show me that my life will never be the same
Police tryna figure out how to get me locked up
I tell those cops, "Suck dog nuts", haha, arrivin' to the party in a chariot
Lookin' for a scary bitch that I can pop her cherry pit
I'm very sick, yes, very ill, Eternal Sunshine, Jim Carrey feel
At the amusement park, scared of heights, Ferris wheel
Double dare me to kill? Boom
Got some soul like de-la-do
They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some déjà vu
Everywhere you go, these people hate on you
It's déjà vu, déjà vu (one time for the grind)
A little soul like de-la-do
They say I'm new, nothin' but some déjà vu
Everywhere I go, these people hate on you
Déjà vu, déjà vu, uh
Wind chimes, sick rhymes, been high on this incline
Tryna get my money stackin' tall, 6'9"
Have some caviar, sip wine, sacrificin' sanity, sacrificin' normal
Purpose is for people in the plural
Form never formal, an art form, not a mural
Work four bars that are tighter than your cornrows
See a girl that's lookin' horny in the fourth row
Ha, I just put it in her mouth, ortho-
Dontist, manipulatin' phonics, put 'em into sonnets
Let me put you on this, nastier than Nas is
Bubonic plague, bacteria that's tryna find a way
Spread, like yolk of a broken egg
Talkin' shit? You just diggin' your grave
Got some soul like de-la-do
They say I'm new, it's nothin' but some déjà vu
Everywhere you go, these people hate on you
It's déjà vu, déjà vu
A little soul like de-la-do
They say I'm new, nothin' but some déjà vu
Everywhere I go, these people hate on you
Déjà vu, déjà vu, uh
Hypothetically of dope, I kick incredibly
Potentially could be the remedy for happiness without the ecstasy
No methamphetamines, hot, a 110 degrees
Visually stunnin', gotta see it on the LED
When I was 17, I thought I had it figured out
Now I see what it's about, went in down a different route
It's crucial, three new schools, life with a spoonful
Of sugar, yeah, I need my medicine
Fuckin' Mary Poppins, gotta treat her like the president
Represent all these fuckin' people that I never met
Some expect me to be the greatest ever
Hear me on the radio, shit'll change forever
Now I'm just a pop sensation, fuck your expectations
I'ma be the best, have some patience
You thought that it was great, then poof
It was nothin' but some déjà vu
Haha, yeah
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Key vocabulary
- mouth
- opening for eatingA1
- name
- word used for a personA1
- never
- not at any timeA1
- new
- not old; recentA1
- paper
- thin writing materialA1
- people
- human beingsA1
- police
- public safety officersA1
- read
- look at text and understandA1
- that's
- that isA1
- time
- measured momentsA1
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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.