No Hook

[Intro: DJ CapCom]

DJ CapCom, the youngest in charge

Pay attention, you pussies

[Verse 1]

(DJ CapCom) When I was just a little one (Uh-huh), I didn't sit still once

My cousins used to call me Hit-N-Run (Hit-N-Run)

I learned a lot from my homies and a lot from my fam

All my, all my peoples really made me who I am (Yup)

My grandma passed, I was savin' her a dance

I didn't understand why I never got the chance (Why'd you take her?)

But if there's anything she taught me, never give up

My enemies is waitin' for a slip-up (Nope)

So when I'm down, I get up (Get up), the clock is tickin'

It's either rap shit or a spot in prison (Uh-uh)

I ain't got no, got no time to spare

Seats is fillin' up, better find a chair (Find a chair)

Sugar-sweet rhymes from the finest pears

And a lot comin' for me 'cause the grind is there (Uh-huh)

Well, I just had a little piece of mind to share

Face-up on Times Square, it look fine there (Chyeah)

[Interlude]

And that's the way it go down

Mac Miller, the motherfuckin' Jukebox

Class Clown comin' soon

But I'ma get back up into the second verse for y'all

A'ight, what?

[Verse 2]

There's a lot of speculation on my future as it is

Am I for real or just a can on the computer for the kids? (Uh-huh)

Not a damn thing right now is buzzin' in the biz

In Pittsburgh, "Well, he nothin' next to Wiz" (Wiz)

I address the class with class, a class act

Oh, that's Mac, only 'bout the facts

Rap gettin' littered on, I'm pickin' up the trash

And this track gettin' shitted on, spittin' out the ass

I got cruel intentions (Uh-huh), usin' weapons (Chyeah)

And you a piece of shit I just stepped in (Stepped in)

I still do it for the city, do it for my block

A movie in your mind, I do it for hip-hop (What, what, what, what?)

[Interlude]

I do it for hip-hop

So we gon' take it, take it to the top, uh

I do it for hip-hop

So we gon' take it to the top

It don't stop, take it to the top

Yeah, I do it for hip-hop

[Verse 3]

One time (DJ CapCom)

The kid Mac, he be spittin' somethin' special

And I'm ready, hear the whistles from the kettle (Yep)

Shootin' missiles out my pencil with my pedal to the metal (Metal)

Startin' every day with a bowl of Fruity Pebbles

Then I'm gone (Gone), things are never gon' change (Change)

Words released out this little thing I call my brain (Yep)

And you're all insane thinkin' I'm in class, 'cause I'm hatin' school (Uh-huh)

Breakin' rules, haven't been to school in a day or two

Then name a few, 'cause it's killin' me to study

It really isn't funny, seemin' sillier than putty (Haha)

I'm just chillin', burnin' Dutchies while I'm supposed to be in class (What?)

I pass grass to get a laugh, s'posed to be in math

I'm an abstract, class-act cat with my hat back (Hat back)

Bitches holdin' onto blunts, better pass that

Gettin' high, findin' anything to laugh at (Haha)

'Cause we gon' take it to the top (Top), uh