Lyrics:
now
Don't judge a book by its cover
Don't judge a lit by the fire
I'm lying though we can lead the way in the darkness
Look I got aim drop carcass
You don't know who I know cause I got 2 iPhones
So I wish a hater would like a 2 by 4
I leave him planking in the streets like Johnny
Bravo to ladies
(Intro)
Da nicest wit da pen, so I ain't gotta pretend
My arms might extend if i go out on a limb
I find the will to win and fan the fire within
an Aventador
Buy till the spending becomes a chore
When I shop, I ain’t buying like Macklemore
My coat pure gold like a Labrador
Swigging promethazine, regular
Out the door right back for more we fight and fuck for three weeks
Said Macklemore's your favorite you keep bumping him on repeat
Another week another
broken CD
Out the door, right back for more
We fight and fuck for three weeks
Said Macklemore's your favorite
You keep bumping him on repeat
Another week,
In a delay of life trynna stay at a flight
Gliding through the city like Bruce Wayne does in the night
Passing by my old town just to say my goodbyes
the Porsche
So much you can’t afford
You thrift the store
Like Macklemore
Lips are smacking hard
You actin hard
You wackin hard
Drive by in a Honda
on the bathroom floor
You should not rap no more
You sound like Macklemore's avatar
Mixed with jabberjaws
I'm blessed by the Father, to write a opera
And light up
Check it out
Ladies and gentleman
I present my self
I go by the name of Sol you know
I'm here to introduce the album
The first album of the D.O.A.
Woke up broke but still went shopping
Thrift store no macklemore bitch I'm popping
Da da da da da
Eight-dollar Dior baby that's what I'm copping
Da
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
you by half of you try
The other half of you fry, too high to actually fly
One day yall have to decide, who you gon be
A scary nigga or a nigga thats
how it feels to be judged by pigment
Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks
But I swore I'd get them back
Even if it meant selling my soul
I'm never done paying my dues
My mind frame is "I'm forever making my payments"
I walk by a so called tough guy, watch him tuck his chain in
No
a decent songwriter
But it's almost like if Macklemore
Just magically got whiter
I saw you on YouTube, you had me in tears
You covered Adele, and Adele
Intro: ohhh i think I just came.
Bridge: we keep going back and forth, moi jodi Grammy award toi Macklemore. And actually mur logot nai eku
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
Yes you are, gold gold rush girl
[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Alright
Dolce Gabbana, Prada, Ralph Violet
No nada won't holler
Going in for my pockets
Hey, Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?
What-what, what, what?
What-what, what, what?
What-what, what, what?
What-what, what, what? (Da)
bodies
Sunset through numerous palm trees
Followed by the paparazzi
But they don't get into our party
Tell the bell hop that I'm sorry
We 40 deep in
parents bruh
Every white dude in America went to the barber shop
"Give me the Macklemore haircut"
Australia they heard of me
Germany they heard of me
Relax, breathe
(And the award goes to Macklemore and Ryan Lewis)
Me
There's a stranger holding my award
I give her an awkward hug she says "It's yours"
Hey, Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?
What-what, what, what?
What-what, what, what?
What-what, what, what?
What-what, what, what? (Da)
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