English Breakfast

[Intro: Mac Miller]
Yeah, yeah
War is a medium
Yeah

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Moments of brilliance, stuck in genocide
I get higher than civilians
Due diligence, old Jewish syndicate
Ooze in the fast lane, doobies in the ashtray
Yeah, my brother's name is my last name
Everybody half-black and they half-gay
Uh, glass case, stones throw
And that's mace by pro bono, whoa
The words is meaningless, immature deviant
Disobedient, I'm never trusting the comedian
The white man is the medium to media company
All I need is some company
I'm a genius, who want it with me?
I really am outrageous
I can see the smiles on the crowd's faces
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And I'm a motherfucker
Cocaine white, yeah, the G-Wagon custard
Whodunnit? It wasn't Colonel Mustard
Floor like a Marlin
War is a joke, I'm a ghost, George Carlin

[Interlude]
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[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I once was a black man
Pussy got me wasted, I'm in love with a trash can
Playing tennis switch hit the corners of a backhand
Player in a sailor hat, I'm the captain
Alcoholic cabdriver, sipping on a fat tire
Gather 'round the campfire
Yeah, and word to Madlib
That's a rose burned to ashes