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[Intro: Mac Miller] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, uh And Khrysis on the beat, what up? Uh, a little Henny and A turkey burger and Couple cigarettes and A'ight, a'ight, a'ight, a'ight, I'll rap for 'em Hey, hey, yeah [Verse 1: Mac Miller] It's young Mac-a-bee and Rapsody Tell these ma'fuckers that they haven't heard the last of me All over the map like your latitude, rhymin' with an attitude This is the beginnin', you ain't even got to chapter two I don't have to battle you, I'm better than you is Four-year-old bars, you ain't worthy of new shit Corey and Topanga, you can watch the boy meet world With the homie Rapsody, uh, return of the B-girl It's easy as fuck, all I need is a good beat Fuck me for who I am, but love me for who I could be And it's simple when you livin' like I am 'Cause I remember grindin', spittin' for five fans Now I got damn near a million, boy Oh, I ain't doin' shit? You can kill that noise Got sniper type flow, here, I'll take aim 'Cause the boy be ridin' tracks like a freight train Wish that I could have Mac Miller produced by J Dilla Salutin' all the legends that gone, just know we miss ya Extra, extra, read all about it Hard beats and boom bap, I'd die without this hip-hop Yeah, I'd die without this hip-hop, this hip-hop, shit [Chorus: Mac Miller] Extra, extra, read all about it Extra, extra, read all about it [Verse 2: Rapsody] Late night chillin', not really high off shit Can't afford it, I got work to hit with no benefits And a car to drive that really don't go too fast Pushin' it to the limit 'til the day that I crash So I'm up nights in studio, workin' for pay Tryna make some classic music that my children can play For they kids' kids, influence they can reincarnate Me in they lines and they raps that they someday will make, yeah Chillin' with Mac, ten after 2, just after dude finished rockin' the stage That's how hard work pays, iTunes top ten, eight thousand hoorays Got they hands high as tightropes: Janelle Monáe So I spend days and nights on mics, the life I wanted to And I can have it too if I just kill in the booth Niggas ain't get enough, yeah, we back in the cut April 1st, fool's day, but yo, this ain't a bluff It's the return of the duo That you know as the illest on scene to make it go Hip-hop to let you know Rap and Mac Miller, yeah, we back in the spot So one time for all the lovers, yeah, one time for hip-hop (Hip-hop) [Chorus: Rapsody & Halo] Extra, extra, read all about it Hip-hop, what would I do without it? Extra, extra, read all about it (Uh) Turn it up and play me in your Audi (Uh) [Verse 3: Halo] On the track, throttle and shift NASCAR, follow my drift Jeff Gordon recordin' the cure for the boredom Priceless, can't afford 'em, don't need you to reward 'em I feel super, blame it on the Buddha, ha Cats nice, but they still gettin' neutered Flow champion, meet me in the Pantheon Buzzin' like infinity and beyond Ha, Jamla rep hardest Ha, rebuildin' what you tarnished Uh, awesome power I harness Eatin' like a five-star meal with the garnish Look, I'm the end if you start this Paper and pencil, you fuckin' sketch artist Most Dope flows from Mac Rap and H-A-L-O makin' dudes pump they brakes We tired of them Big Willie rappers Ha, they gimmicks and silly factors Wait, I get it, you really actors Readin' the script upside down and backwards Like my Honda's a hillbilly tractor Ha, and her throat is the farm All I do is plant seeds and park it in her barn Real vivid, forced to deal with it, I'm that [Chorus: Halo] Extra, extra, read all about it Dyslexics too struggle about it Extra, extra, read all about it Most Dope and Jamla all about it, uh Most Dope and Jamla all about it, uh Extra, extra, read all about it