Blankin' Out

[Verse 1: Rapsody] Uh, billy-blickity-blickity-blank, blankin' out Tryna get it warmer than the Cayman Isles Like these Jordans they fought in, I got this many styles That these niggas can't seem to file Little league of my own, like pitchin' off the mound With boobs, fallopian tubes, these dudes gon' know me now, I'm serial Killin' at willin' and feelin' very proud AP, I owe you and I ain't talkin' vowels Huey P, double D, I swear it's the future now Cold and I be pushin' this itish to leave you all astound, brown No Z, they know we holy The illest boldy to point break in-between the new and all the goldies Oldies that molded the many ways I flow it Kickin' this itish, they catchin' like a goalie [?] never dare, just like the police Forever these niggas scared, they want no more beef 'Cause we killin' like reef, my flow is deep sea Fire, retire, never these degrees Press fire, the sire sweat and my heat team Jamla the acaddy, coolie respect the seams That we sewin', I guess I really go in, no dream So they callin' me, now I glow [?] with ring Torchin' 'em with the torch I carry Like Roman mortuaries Dig it though like bury, I buried it and then married it And accept responsibility, no arrogance Had a talk with my nigga, you know, some therapy 'Cause Digga holla'd and she really seem to care for me (Rah Digga, what up?) Guess they darin' me, darin' me, double darin' me Pairin' me, I'm apparently narrowly, ball from [?] 'Barrassin', I'm embarrassin' merrily all these niggas Concentratin' on labors and bigger figures Movin' up in this world, I hear they dig us, dig it? Dig a class, spazz on these niggas and have these niggas trippin' Rewindin' my verse, hearse, I really kill it Shout out to the ones in here who really feel it Feel it, feel it, like Dennis the Menace to the finish Tryna carry on for my lineage, I know my flow is [?] See me not, forever hot Went in on the jawn without nothin' left to jot, Rap [Verse 2: Mac Miller] Dear money, yes, I want you Fuck it, girl, I need you Is this the real world or is it just another preview? Now in division one, started out in D2 Used to rock some baggy gear, now I look like GQ Meet me and they tell me that they fuckin' with the movement Would they still if I didn't have millions of YouTube hits? Dropout student, not stupid Pure music, clean your ears like a Q-Tip Back on my bullshit, spittin' what I know about My people tryna party, so we lookin' for an open house Everyday kid shit, that's just how we like this Your car cost a hundred grand, but my life is priceless Can't put a price on talent Surrounded like an Allen Late night music like The Roots and Jimmy Fallon First name Malcolm, that's on my birth certificate Talkin' it, I'm livin' it, thinkin' they gettin' sick of it Wishin' that they could finish it, listenin', now they in the whip Permission to get and spit, sweeter than all this licorice Weed crumbs on my passenger seat New joint bein' smoked, better pass it to me They notice how the boy tend to spazz on a beat Middle finger up to everybody laughin' at me 'Cause I'm doin' what I wanna do, inhalin' marijuana fumes Why you interested in the people that I'm talkin' to? Why you wanna call it quits? 'Cause ain't nobody stoppin' you You doin' what you gotta do, need someone to sock it to I give the news Ted Koppel do This is somethin' easy, soft and smooth So watch me move, chyeah