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Mac Miller

A Night In The Studio

 

A Night In The Studio

(الألبوم: The Jukebox: Prelude To Class Clown - 2009)


Ay yo Josh
Ay yo where the fuck you at man?
What you mean you on your way yo'
Our session was at 9 it's fucking 11
I'm out here, blowed, smoking Ls
Waiting for yo ass
I don't even think I got
Oh no I definitely still got some weed for the lab
But still when you gonna be here?
Soon? Mother fucker how so
Oh there you are right now
Ay yo what's good bruh?

Ay yo what's good bro
Shit chilling
Yeah I'm trying to go to the studio or whatever
Yeah I got shit to drop mother fucker
I always got shit to drop damn
Ight you'll meet me there?

I woke up scratched my nuts
Rolled a swisher on the shitter
Got blowed then I light me up a cigarette
The coolest flow coolio a movie roll
Now I'm tryna head up to the lab
I headed to the studio open the door
Say wassup to everybody who was posted before
I'm 'bout to record, they know I'm smoking of course
Blow some haze in the air, pull out my notebook
Then I head up to the booth, load the beat off my email
Phone on silent, ignoring calls from females
My man Josh sit down, get the tempo
Put on my headphones
Ight, let's go
I let go intro of the beats starting
Say a couple words try not to be retarded, huh
'Cause I'm a goofy dude doing what I choose to do
Eating tracks up like some snacks call me Scooby Doo
Now the beat about to drop verse one
It's like a war when the soldier pull the first gun
Everything's blank it's just me and the mic
I don't read a lot, so I try and see what I write
Visualize the melody, hypnotize everybody watching
I hope they ain't blink their eyes
'Cause you don't wanna miss a fucking second
When I'm catching wreck
I be in the booth going off try to catch my breath
Couple more bars, couple seconds left
Killing em softly taking extra steps
They never guessed I be murdering and blessing
Ight the first done but before we start the second
We gotta do mad shit
Doubles and ad-libs
And Josh make it sound like magic
He a old school genius with the pro tools
Tryna school me on everything that the pros do
I tell him that he needs to think it in the book
But for now we making guap just singing on some hooks
So I don't worry 'bout the chorus
The track gotta hook on it
And my verses with that, they sound good on it
Now I do a second maybe do a third
If I'm in the mood to go crazy with my words
I take a lil' break got some haze to burn
The cats sitting outside can wait their turn
We making classics in the session
Mom's asking me these questions
"When you coming home? You got school."
Nah, I'm suspended
After this track done burn the last blunt smoking good
Paying for my time with stolen goods
Say peace to whoever, outside it's dark
I'm blowed and can't find where the fuck I parked
So I beep the car, oh there it is
Let's go ahead and dip, hop in the whip
Light a cigarette and sit
Gotta ride home ahead of us
Slumped in the back
Tell my man with the whip to bump on my track

Tryna ride out, and I'm high now

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