Mac Miller ft. Earl Sweatshirt - New Faces v2 INSTRUMENTAL

[@fancyrussian5106]

Favorite beat , I almost don't want to touch it

[@Awchshonear]

"almost" lol a quote I know too well myself.

[@JR-ef3by]

Earls a goat for this beat alone

[@Xdxdxdxd67]

Almost the key word huh bro 😂

[@tysonwhite7088]

Don’t touch it den

[@cannibaljohnson.2409]

If you put some bars, I will... wassup with it? Do it for the sake of keeping it alive.

[@1pyreaux]

rip mac. one of my favorite beats of all time

[@westsidethought]

i think earl produced it

[@erase9006]

@@westsidethought produced by “randomblackdude”

[@00opop]

@@erase9006 which is earls alter ego

[@pewsop]

i always come back to this to try to spit but end up just listening and singing the og in my head 🤣 love u mac 🖤

[@PoweredDown]

i like the BEEP BEEP BEEP part

[@freemindproject5312]

PoweredDown damn I thought it was only me thinking that way. for real

[@ogbumpsniff2640]

Ghost mane instrumental

[@filmsbybill]

It’s like that shit makes it so nostalgic

[@eronstaples9804]

Lmao the BEEP BEEP BEEP part fu**king slapss 👋 👋

[@deadcody913]

I've been losing sleep I see my friend in my dreams, but can't hear when she speaks If she was still here I wouldn't play in these streets I've been taking shrooms every week It stopped giving feelings of peace Twin flame, she was a mirror of me So, I don't look up when the blood drips from my nose to the sink I've been snorting blow when I'm weak Setting new goals I can reach Wait to feel cold, then repeat The cycle doesn't end when you still have ghosts to defeat Thinkin about selling my soul to the beast Tell em keep the gold, I just want the relief

[@TheSharkasmCrew]

christ sakes big ups for this one my guy

[@deadcody913]

@@TheSharkasmCrew Appreciate that, lol.

[@GKWunder]

Damn this was fire af

[@deadcody913]

@@GKWunder Thank you. I appreciate that

[@JR-ef3by]

Fire

[@bucklingrelic1237]

In '09, we were still on the bus, nigga Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush When it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin' I ain't know we were on the cusp of the money Tryna get a few bucks under custody And my twin brothers was all Syd's brothers So my kin gully and my skin toughened And thick lens coverin' my eyes now They bright, nigga, I'm just high now And if this a different way to clear my mind out I need to find out, I'm doing fine now And I don't look as stupid when I talk now And everybody at the show look astounded And posted up drowsy In the cut so much that it's pus 'round me Catch him in the daytime or dusk hours Smokin' out the pound, [?] If your tux lousy then you can't sit with us, nah Can't call it harsh livin' when the margin Between you and all these fuck niggas Is about as large as it gets And you workin', givin' arm and a leg Say he workin' but he just talkin' cause he ain't workin' Like a long distance, bitch Who you know that's out that's harder than this? Chargin' niggas like a Tomlison win, nigga Slight frown on the brow on the brim, color brown Runnin' wild on the route that was picked When the clouds branch out I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin' again [Hook: Mac Miller] I've been drownin' with this shallow soul Shallow soul, shallow soul You are drinkin' from a shallow soul Shallow soul, shallow soul [Verse 2: Da$h] Drugs got me feelin' like Vigo Carpathian Just look at the state he's in The most critically acclaimed, slang contortionist That ain't suckin' corporate dick Said it with my balls in grip Other hand got a cork to hit All this Ralph be the sportsmanship Walked in and said I needed all the chips As well as the one on my shoulder Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor Cops still lockin' niggas up for quotas Brain still numb from the shit in the soda, soft A generation lost Facin' a [?], fakin' off Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost You ain't Superman while that cape was off Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise Tryna see the bright side of life And a nigga just keep comin' back with a dark picture It's like hard liquor, and see people are books So you judge a mothafucka by the first page And a bitch by the back cover The [?] long-sleeved, so the tats covered Real ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on stage They said my shit was so insane It was like Cobain hit his last number [Hook: Mac Miller] [Verse 3: Mac Miller] Isn't he dizzy off the up's and down's Got a little Whitney, put it in a blunt for now She was supposed to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now? And I'm strung out on this dusty couch In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch slow down Stop runnin' your mouth You holdin' my money, just shut up and count My right nostril hasn't worked in a week Plus the plug got work, like he servin' for a sheep Me, I'm swervin' in the Jeep Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the street How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a baby up I get her faded, but her back in the labia All my life I've been afraid of powder All my life I've been afraid of power Where did all that go? The long decision always called my phone Last supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones I need somethin' stronger than a quarter zone That can save me from the war unknown Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh The devil on the other side of the glory hole Any time, any place, you could bet I'ma eat Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the road Look at all these new faces I see, I see, I see They're comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases Been a criminal before schedule digital Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue Asics Hate myself up to strangers But the raps are just way too flagrant, so Here I go Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Hail Mary I've never been religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all there It's not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my last breath I'ma take my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I came in Right by the pussy with nothin' on my mind [Outro: Mac Miller] You are standing in the shallow soul You are speaking with the shallow soul Shallow soul I've been drowning with this shallow soul Shallow soul, shallow soul You are drinking from a shallow soul Shallow soul, shallow soul [fades]

[@CTheSadFace]

Wake up for work Bitch u know Im late Quit hating hoe you know I’m great I pray to god my soul to take Gimmi strength I’ll hold the weight My older ways My colder ways Shoulders chipped From them lonely days rap for real leave em all amazed I’m a dying breed Call you a waste I grind fr You stuck in place Still win the race If I walk You ran the race an you lost If I go to hell then I’m ripping out heavens gates straight out the clouds Give no fucks I’ll fight god himself Tf is this I coulda shot myself Gods phone didn’t get my call for help rap like I got a lot to lose You ain’t heard it yet Well here’s the news I’ll never wait Better make a move Give me hell Im beating satan too This is gods blood Bitch I make the rules My Middle fingers are so high I raise the roof Better make a way im breaking loose I’ll take your shoes An Eat your food Take your fruit An Make some juice Spit it out I hate your juice How you be so real I took a different rout Boy you cold as hell Hell ain’t even cold Trust I made it out talking shit Whats that about dirty looks When I’m around

[@DFM761]

In 09 we were still eggin houses. Before I was getting up in blouses, Before some my homies had spouses Shit. Some of my homies have spouses. Some still can't get off the couches But me I put my money where my mouth is Sometimes it's mini like the mouse is Sometimes it feels like a mountain Sometimes for coins I'm scroungin Sometimes it's hundreds that I'm counting Astoundin Thinking how in The hell are you always poutin Be happy. And some of you take thugs think that that's sappy With your mean muggin Fuck you becomin? youre re runnin Wont be nothin Homie in my future I see somethin Not sure where I'll end up but I know next move Damn I was always good at chess too Say god bless you to my nephew Every time he sneezes Never been religious ain't worried about Jesus Worship this earth, worried about the seasons Cause this weather's different now Stood up for 19 years I ain't sitting down I won't shut my mouth I won't change my ways Living everyday on the paper chase But what the fuck is money I've been paid for days It's something we need, something I hate to say I want that Jada and that will love with some shades of grey If I see a path I'll pave the way Are we already, or are we only nineteen? My Future feeling bright as high beams the little homies they idolize me To the government you're just a driver's ID attached to a demographic Suffocating rappers like they're heads in plastic I'm just tryna get my cheddar stackin

[@BombiAveli]

imma use this preesh

[@kaneallen7352]

2019 and that was still dope you a real one

[@filmsbybill]

Can you be my ghost writer?

[@JR-ef3by]

The will and jada line did not age well

[@jordanevans7238]

actually hard af

[@Lucas-tw1wx]

R.i.p Mac 🙏🏾

[@chadwilson2333]

RIP Too A King

[@ekeneization]

Excuse me sir, but is it possible for you to allow me to use this instrumental for me to rap over? I was just wondering.

[@babyhittla4444]

And you workin', givin' arm n a leg say he workin' but he just talkin' cause he ain't workin'

[@tragicblvd]

Im remixing this for longlivemac idgaf

[@RexitHD]

is this a mixtape or mistake, i mean i done spilt so much ink my wrist break, and you dont know what my fist takes either, but i aint gonna lie i aint gotta fixed face either, no eyes will see this, so blind and leafless, picking leaves from the poet-tree, but this poetry never leaves, sometimes i wonder if i ever breathe, i been drownin in this river of ecstacy, all my enemies are a head of me, they be breaking my balls i got visectemine,

[@snuggles1011]

seems like years ago was a better life when my future wasn't so identified spending time to get my head aligned but we here now and I`m gettin mine there were bright nights and some dark days hours i`d spend in the park blazed behind the wheel of the car chase swimming blindfolded in the shark cage

[@RexitHD]

@@snuggles1011 Brain cells I burry, Through catacombs I hurry, twist an ankle, times blurry, kiss a camel goodnight, twist an ankle I'm learnin, hit the gavel like juries, can't fly like birdie, So dance in the water, jive turkey, swimming in circles in a cage with sharks, face same color that we paint the cops, same mane lookin for a vein to pop, like junkies in back alleys, flick the flame to fog, same old song, since i booked a plane to Mars, same page we on I rip that page apart Peace, love and all that jazz to ya brothah, good luck with all the bullshit ✌️🍥✌️

[@asiddartha596]

Chew on a couple of mushies, It must be, the visions. itching to quit prescriptions, the addiction's, persistent Is it a bad, business practice, If the advice from the doc is to form this habit, To give pills to the ill, ignore the bad, while big pharma, putting kills in bags, It's the cost of business you saw the tag They never pay their dues you saw the tax, High on their own, they so relax Bond villain shit, this aint no act

[@BLICKEMMARI17]

😮‍💨❤️🕊️

[@georgeprower6822]

🔥🔥🔥

[@bokeemblankenship1963]

I just want to be the greatest / see myself in future like yeah I made it / so persuasive in my manners cause I'm embracing / life in spite of the three strikes I got / I'm like should I be nice or hype a strat / I'm hearing much wax in my eardrums / thought patterns are at it again and I fear one / one occasion no laces cause I'm faded / absorbed in my senses like a baby / a new born warned of what he making / swarmed by the dudgeons and the dragons / lose but there no proof so I'm rapping

[@thenextaustinrivers1]

WHAT IS THIS PIANO CALLED

[@mattstefkovic1171]

+Josh Devine organ

[@doslambo2712]

It's an organ

[@BIGMO02]

BRUH

[@yeahhhboiii16]

this is looped fam

[@Mikey0430]

Badly lol

[@guyfromoc9107]

I fucking dug the shit out of this. You guys are just haters lol this a vibe

[@epickota69KK]

roolin all my problems in a blunt for now smoking that shit till i humble down man i ain't above i'm just under clouds me and cam we just got the suds for now and your mad me and her are fuckin now when she's rlly upset i will calm her down i'll just pack a bowl and put my arms around and if you touch my bitch then i will knock you out plain and simple and thinkin bout your shit it's just plain and it's simple i'm savin my pistol i'm aiming at this fool me and dawgs we just spray when we miss you you better hope that i'm out of this shit when your doubtin my shit your aroused how this is so up-pounding it lifts me we're smokin a spliff. yeah i just wanna go back to the days where i know i had nothing on my mind i would worry bout nothing cuz it wasn't worth my time but i know i start to find as the days go by and the nights go past. i will make these raps and i think more in depth than the hole i was in , and im holding it in and i'm bolder than him gotta keep my grandmas urn for this shit skippin str8 to me your concerned w his shit me and homies we just burning spliffs n' and fuck who i meet i be burning bridges !

[@The213pr0ductions]

And posted up drowsy In the cut so much that it’s pus ‘round me

[@Sman305]

where's the loop button? I need this beat running through my dome for hours.

[@atwothouxan]

this sound like it could be on donda

[@lanesmith3471]

Anyone know the sample

[@BillyWolfe724]

Mac miller is jesus christ

[@salvadoralanis8544]

Right now, I'm so high its ashame that you be blind

[@zakkofficial7045]

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[@avery3484]

nigga what

[@sevenhazee]

BARS🤣

[@trucksucc8490]

bruh this is me

[@harrisschwieterman]

wrote something to this beat, check it out if you'd like. soundcloud.com/fograp/fucked-it-all-up

[@asiddartha596]

it starts wit adam and eve, how'd it lead, to me, laughin wit cheese, rappin' wit gs, though I grew up on a lavish street access to the whole library not just a cabbage patch, on a carriage path, where dreams aint just a rabbit, from a magic hat, it's still bad, to be a rodent in a race of rats, say you wanna rap, most think your trollin', it aint black and white cept when, you look up a picture of edgar allen the poet, gate keepin the rhythm and poetry, your ignorance is showin' I could tell bs from the smell, and I can't hear you speak without alexander bell, New faces here, not askin' for help thinkin' they self made like the king at the helm.

[@Iron_J]

1 2 1 2 Bitch I’m rapping cause I want to Isn’t that something Little ol me Still coming up with dumb things and tryna be king But don’t crown me til I prove it I want truth from this music Just like you, I am often influenced By the beat dog I like to ride it out If we compete y’all will get ate raw By a smiling mouth Battle ship Battle scar Battle rap Here we are Take it how you wanna Imma give it how I like to Mortal Kombat fight you On this poet shit like a haiku Procrastinate about what I might do Then I’m busting right through IQ, unknown Not the best but I’ll claim to be Gone, outta here, no vacancy