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song by Machine Gun Kelly
A Little More lyrics

feat. Victoria Monet

I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

I had a dream that the world changed
And for a minute there was no pain
Instead of presidents and old sayings
I heard lyrics from Kurt Cobain
Then I wake up to see the world's ill
Ocean's tainted from the oil spills
How many kids have these wars killed?
How many families can't afford bills?
I wish that I could let the world know
That it's okay to let the pain show
And even though times seem bad
It always rains before the rainbow

I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

I think We all need a little more love
I think We all need a little more love
We just need a little more love
The world needs LITTLE MORE LOVE!

In my hood money equals power
And in the world, money controls everything we believe in
And I can see we're in our darkest hour
'Cause it feels like the government just is as crooked as the police
I spent the weekend catching up on the news
A girl committed suicide after she was bullied at school
'Cause some dudes told her she wasn't cool
But you'd rather gossip about a famous person breaking the rules
I'm confused,
Tell me is my life's price worth the jewels?
They told me fight night I'm supposed to lose
Just cause in hindsight, they don't like my type,
White boy with some rhythm and blues,
Counts!

I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

I think We all need a little more love
I think We all need a little more love
We just need a little more love
The world needs LITTLE MORE LOVE!

You can give up like they tell you
Stop like they tell you
Be scared to dream for the top like they tell you
But I'm tryina tell you, fuck what they tell you

[Outro: ]
(I think we, uhh)
And in these dark times, as as a part of a generation they claim can't be saved
It's important to know we're not blind, we see the truth through blue and dark eyes
I would rather die on my feet then live on my knees
If i can't live free,
Right now in the world we just need LITTLE MORE LOVE!
LITTLE MORE LOVE!

Spotlight lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Lzzy Hale)

Feel this...
For all that it's worth
To live in the spotlight...

What if life was simple as a hug?
What if my partner wasn't crippled from a drug?
What if my other homie never caught a slug?
What if our parents actually gave a fuck?
Another black suit, another black suit
Police happy to see another black shoot
His mother's make up smearing on my arms,
Crying cause' I'm the only son that she's got now that he's gone
What if the ghetto never heard an instrumental?
And we didn't have this rap shit all we had was metal?
You telling me if we couldn't shoot a ball
Our lives still got shooting involved?
And what if I never left out of Denver that winter for new beginnings
My father started his business and traded family for riches?
You telling me that my auntie will still have a house to live in
And JoJo wouldn't be writing me from prison?
But fuck it this is life
Deal with it or get dealt with
I'm in my room smoking alone like I'm selfish
Cause' some days the sun's hard to face
Dad turns his son wears his face
But look closer see the heart of a lion
Sticks and stones couldn't damage my bones harder then iron
170 pounds with the walk of a giant
So defiant I pop a Valium, turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume

[Hook:]
For all that it's worth
To live in the spotlight
All of my demons come to life
And all that it was
And all that it could be
Is lost in the darkness of the night
Why should I die?
(to live in the spotlight)
Why should I kill myself for you?
You'd let me die?
(to live in the spotlight)
You'd let me die inside for you...

Look
What if money wasn't part of success?
Would the people I used to be friends with never left?
What if making a name didn't come with regrets?
I think that fame's a pre-cursor to death:
Death of a friendship
Death of a family
Death of a man
The misunderstood are always dead before 'they' understand
Staring at ceiling fans,
Chop up milligrams
Draw a pentagram
Lucifer's not a rumor he's in the band, (damn)
Liquor and vomit on my Converse
Bright lights and packed concerts
And right next to the gun that's on my dresser are plastic orange bottles of
Peer pressure
And I'm ready to cave
I live in a cage
How can I be a hero when I'm the one needing saved
48 days of this fast lane living
Me and my entourage no Jeremy Piven, listen
It's better to burn out then fade away is what Kurt said
I felt the same until I saw his daughter and thought as a father
What if tomorrow; the only I could spoil her was dying?
Started crying then popped a valium turned up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume
Turn up the volume

[Hook:]
For all that it's worth
To live in the spotlight
All of my demons come to life
And all that it was
And all that it could be
Is lost in the darkness of the night
Why should I die?
(to live in the spotlight)
Why should I kill myself for you?
You'd let me die?
(to live in the spotlight)
You'd let me die inside for you...

So what you do when the cop lights
Turn into a stage and a spotlight?
And everyone around you starts to hate cause you got right
And feel entitled like I'm supposed to stop living my life?
Well this ain't 2Pac
This ain't Em's show
This ain't Jigga man
This that Kells flow
This that C-town 19-double-X rep so
Welcome to my life here's a ticket to the next show, spotlight
Welcome to my life here's a ticket to the next show

Alpha Omega lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

We not askin mothafuckers to care about us
We just let mothafuckas know we coming
It's real, it's a real mothafuckin' movement
Whether you like it or not
We're supportin' a real mothafuckin' movement, man
It's cleveland man

I am the alpha omega, black flag swinger
Fuck a driveway I'm in airplane hangars
Me and my gang poppin' champagne like players
For all of them days with no lights and no cable
No one can save you, my city's fatal
Make it up out of it how can they hate you?
C-L-E-V-E-L-A-N-D's the greatest
I'll light this bitch up make it look like its Vegas
We on, mufucka we on
The first one to blow since Bone
Thinking back when I had a backpack full of fat raps
Didn't no one wanna hear my song
Mufucka y'all wrong, mufucka y'all wrong
Made it and I never left home
Where I'm from enemies bust off their shells like King Koopa
Roll through these streets come up gone like Bermuda
I'm just a boy in the hood like I'm Cuba
So soon as I moved out I bought me a Ruger
You come to my house you blow loud as a tuba
I bring your bitch here, she'll go down like a scuba
All of y'all shits out of style like a scooter
Put all of y'all shits in the ditch like a sewer
Make all of y'all bow like my name is Anubis
Talk out your medulla get hit with bazookas

[Hook:]
(Bitch!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(What?)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(Ahh!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(Ay!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega

If you ain't living your life then you're dead
And sleep is its cousin so I shot my bed
Paranoia got me using these meds
Now I'm Smokey as Chris on a Friday like Craig
Retract that statement, I'm stoney as Fred
Evacuate when my homies get mad
You better pray to your God for a blessing
Before they make your world look like Armageddon
Knew I was trouble since I was 11
Ripped up my jeans and I bought me a leather
My friends saw me as a King like Coretta
My dad saw his son as a nuisance, a rebel, and (ahh!)
My music sounds like the devil
Turn that shit off or get out of my temple
Right after that he'd go back to his Kettle One vodka
And drink it all up till he's mental
I have no issue, I am official
Let them come at me I practice Jiu Jitsu
Only fear two things with three letters dawg
That's G-O-D, God and my fucking initials
Doctors called up to the news to report to them what they discovered
Said I'm the first of a species that they call a real muthafucka, (Kells)
And I'm sorry if you get a lot of hits from all my followers
If you acknowledge us in any other way then positive
But you shouldn't be hollering or talking about Superman
When you're living in Metropolis
And if you follow astronomy I'm a Taurus
That means I don't give a fuck what you thought of me
I walk into an interview looking like a lobotomy
Flipping my middle finger at everybody who watching us, (uh)
Fuck that bring the beat back
Kill this instrumental leave the body where the reef at
Nah, fuck that where the keef at
Sprinkle a little bit on a quarter of my weed sack
Give me a minute I took a hit I'm tryna focus like astigmatism
My competition on my dick, they're like the zip on my denim
They want the heat I light em up like I put cigarettes in 'em
You bitch, what's your religion?
I wanna know what God you're seeing in a couple of seconds
I wanna see the criticism 'bout my lyricism
When I'm in your face rippin' this rhythm up like cannibalism
It's Kells

[Hook:]
(Bitch!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(What?)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(Ahh!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega
(Ay!)
I am the alpha, I am the omega

I am the alpha omega, the fuck is you saying?
I am the alpha omega, the fuck is you saying?
I am the alpha omega, the fuck is you saying?
EST run shit you better quit playing
They start a war if you mention my name
I'm the alpha omega
Beginning and end

Till I Die lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

One time for the city

[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm from the land, Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
On the East Side Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
Bumping that Bone Thugs, Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
In the hood, I'm good Till I Die
CLE Till I Die

[Hook 4x:]
Everywhere I go, I'm putting on
Putting on, putting on
Where you from?

Straight out of the motherfucking crib hoe
On 128th, me and Slim though
Dead broke, we was smoking mid bro
Baby mama holler "How we supposed to live though?"
Fuck that, beat the game up quick though
Everybody in the team eating
Green meals, green leaves with the green season
Catch me on Lee, up at Sharks eating
Whipping with the hot sauce like I'm street leaguing
And 1 though
On the porch getting cut though
On 1st block with a blunt rolled
Me and Dub-O
My city, my city been turned up from the jump though

[Chorus]

[Hook 4x]

Y'all know, Y'all know
It's tatted up on all of my squad hoe
I rolled J's in a 12 inch Raw paper
Everyday I live life like Pablo
Y'all Know, y'all know
I'm tatted like I don't need jobs hoe
Nobody's gonna stop me from getting paper
Everyday I feel like El Chapo
I was getting high in the 6th grade
Throwing hands in the hall on the first day
Scared of one of my hoes getting knocked up
Snatching purses in the mall, getting locked up
Bitch, I needed paper, I needed paper
Dreaming of a penthouse and an elevator
The hood taught me don't talk, just walk my
Timbos on the curb by the stop sign
Kells

[Hook:]
East Side, West Side
Cleveland for life
East Side, West Side
Aye
Uptown to down the way, uptown to down the way
EC to The Heights all day, EC to The Heights all day

[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm from the land, Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
On the East Side Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
Bumping that Bone Thugs, Till I Die (Till I Die)
Till I Die
In the hood, I'm good Till I Die
EST Till I Die

Eddie Cane lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

City of Cleveland man, it's wild man
You know a lot of dudes that get money and it's violence
You know what I'm saying?
I'm part of that product I got 17 and half I've been down for two
Don't call me tase, my name's paper chase, you can call me that
Cause you know I'm known to do my thang in the city of Cleveland
Do a little homework on the hood you know what I'm talkin about

Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane
Five Heart Beats left
My homie off of Eddie Road
He thinks he’s a damn chef
Everybody schemed out
Don’t nobody wanna work
I was with him last week
Now I got his name on my damn shirt, (R.I.P.)
Everybody pourin’ liquor
My partner out he beat a case
Took a piss on the fed building
Told them motherfuckers free Chase!
Them boys in the rear view
So now I’m going 25
If they catch my homie in the shot gun, ridin’ with a shot gun
They gon’ give him twenty-five
I’m tryna be responsible
I know they heard I got a deal
They shot the dice game up for five dollars
What they fuck you think they doin’ for a couple mill?
I gotta keep my eyes open
But this weed got me feelin’ heavy
Just like the pistol in my pants
Hate to have it but these mufuckas petty

(In my hood)
All my mufuckas ready
I be rollin’ presidential like Teddy
I might hit the strip club and break a fuckin’ levy
In honor of every hustler that’s locked up in a celly
Fuck it, I might buy the Q Arena for a week and sell it out
Fuck it, I might buy a kilo for the hood and fix the drought
Fuck it, I’ma hold the city on my back when y’all don’t
Come to Cleveland I can get you what you want

(In my hood)
Rappers aren't doin’ shows
Man half them mufuckas hoes (true)
If you got a problem call me
In the land I am big bro
Young man, but I’m standin’ at 6’4”
And SixFo, that’s my man from the east coast
Midwest muthafuckas known to hold dope
85 state side, ATL knows

(In my hood)
It’s clucks at the bus stop
Our billboards got mugshots
Top ten most wanted
And streets where them houses look haunted, (bando)
I told my youngin, “you can make it if you want it”
He looked at me and asked if I saw it coming
I told him that all them summers I was in the basement
I knew I was gonna make it and you couldn’t tell me nothing
(In my hood)

Bad Mother Fucker lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Kid Rock)

[Hook:]
When the line froze, what did I see?
A bad mother fucker standing next to me
With his eyes closed, told he can't see
Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherfucker 'til the day I die
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherfucker 'til the day I die
Yeah, bad (bad)
Mother (fucker)
'Til the (day)
I (die)

I'm a Bad Brains, Bruce Wayne in the fast lane
Couple Js in the ash tray, style motherfucker
Tattoo'd back, man see the rap name
Take a bath in the champagne, wild motherfucker
Straight from the block, dawg, ducking shots walking to the store
Dollar for a Black & Mild, motherfucker
Blew up as a rockstar so I'm top floor
Throwing drinks on a cop car, foul motherfucker
The only number calling up my phone
Is from my dealer, swear that dude won't leave me alone
Cause he know when I pick up, I'ma cop a couple zones
And my girl know I ain't fuckin' 'til she roll me up a cone
I be keeping freaks in the home, yeah
Apollonia
Gold teeth like the Nolia
Keep 'em on, yeah
I be rolling stoned, yeah
I should be on the cover with my middle finger
Screaming, "I'm a bad motherfucker"

[Hook:]
When the line froze, what did I see?
A bad mother fucker standing next to me
With his eyes closed, told he can't see
Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherfucker 'til the day I die
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherfucker 'til the day I die
Yeah, bad (bad)
Mother (fucker)
'Til the (day)
I (die)

Kid Rock, that's a bad motherfucker
Young Kells, that's a bad motherfucker (oh shit)
Detroit, y'all some bad motherfuckers
Cleveland, y'all some bad motherfuckers
Okay I'm reaching in my pocket
Got a condom and a hundred dollar bill (uh)
I can snort a rock or I can spend it on a pill (uh)
I be with some models that just flew in from Brazil
And they give me pussy 365 days a year (bitch)
I'm the type to never go to sleep
I'm the type to break a couple motherfuckers' teeth
I'm the type to drop a hit of acid on the beach
And fly to Baltimore and scream, "Fuck the police!"
Do not get it twisted, this is not an image
There are legends told about the nights I'm in the buildings
It is not a question whether or not I'm the trillest
Every bitch is pressing me to get some cum on their acrylics
1.5 million for my record deal and now I got the feeling
I could finally give a fuck about my parents' marriage healing (fuck 'em)
I'ma buy some mirrors just to put them on the ceiling
So when I wake up I see the realest motherfucker breathing

[Hook:]
When the line froze, what did I see?
A bad mother fucker standing next to me
With his eyes closed, told he can't see
Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherfucker 'til the day I die
Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly
Bad, bad motherfucker 'til the day I die
Yeah, bad (bad)
Mother (fucker)
'Til the (day)
I (die)

World Series lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Kells
Who the fuck wanna wit um
We ball like Indians at the World Series 8th inning
I'm gone I'm rolling with Nicole Kidman
I hit the pussy like a bong, fuck show business
We in the jungle with the guerrillas
We in the streets with the 4 wheelers
Don't speak I am no witness
You got beef put a end till you talk like long sentence period
Motherfucker I'm serious
Who's you're favorite rapper, I'm curious?
He ain't living out them words
He ain't used machine gun burst in the trap cause his ass got murked
I'm talking in the 3rd
I'm talking to a stealer and he ain't from the burgh
You talking to a Cleveland motherfucker in the first
So you better not get on my nerves, biatch
I need herb tho, keep me moving like turtle
Keep me seeing this purple
Keep it banging like Kirko
Work something, Twerk something
Bitch fuck me now she worth something
Gas tank on E, it worth nothing
Try to stunt on me the worst coming
Motherfuckers gonna need some plumbing I am the shit
I feel like eating something, feed my stomach,
give me a rapper, make it 100, fuck give em the hubble telescope, they couldn't see the younging
No, fuck it let em get a lil something, bring em to the block do a lil stuntin, that ain't nothing
Ery where I go I'm putting on I ain't bluffing, Ery where I go I'm putting on, Bitch I run it. Kells

[Hook:]
This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling [x3]
This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling [x3]

Picture me rich
Picture everybody wit a pic of me hangin on the wall like prince
Picture your favorite R&B singer lookin at a picture on her phone Of my big Ol dick
Picture me living like Biggie, the real Frank White I'm the king of my city
Picture all this starting out as a dream, staring at a picture of Martin Luther King, that's my reaction
Trying to make it happen from rapping. Trying to avoid me a casket Half of my kin-folk caught up in traffic from trapping
My whole squad will turn to a fraction cause Tony Montana rite up the block from us tho, it's hard not to get caught up in its at all
Hard not to ball. Sales for yayo to jail then someone goes talk to the law
Please God tell me it ain't true, tell me name on that paper work ain't you
If you ain't snitching then why is you home,
stupid decision bitch better get gone, 3 in the morning,
I can't get rest so turn over pick up that 38 special,
you bust in my door, then I bust in your neck hoe 25 stranded on death row

[Hook:]
This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling [x3]
This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)
Picture me rolling [x3]

Oz. lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Early morning cutting corners
Rolling up this marijuana
Stole it straight from California homie what do you got on it?
My cup holder filled with Tropicana
Couple grams of Aunt Jemima
In my hand like candid camera
Vibing to that Country Grammar
Pulling up to Grandma's
I smell bacon, eggs thats scrambled
Hoppin out then ol' boy ran up
My dog grabbed the mc hammer
*blammer* *blammer*
Make him dance
And watch him run up out their sandals,
But fuck all that where's my sandwich
Let's blaze up and change the channels
Look on TV and I see me
With that Chief Wahoo on my beanie
"Wild Boy" video on repeat
Only white boy on BET
EZ Widers + hydroponics
Roll one tall as Spike Lee
You ain't never seen a muthafucka do it like me
Kells

[Hook:]
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top

Rolling out, smoking up
Cleveland boys don’t give a fuck
1800 fill my cup
Being sober sucks
I'ma spend a hundred bucks on a Oz
Gotta call Big Chuck he the OG
And get a zone for the low cause I’m lil bro
Everybody on the Eastside know me
Westside get it cracking and the fact of the matter is
Whether I’m standing on Denison Ave or I'm in the Valley
I’m bringing a Grammy back to the city this is the anthem
Have P. Diddy on St. Clair dancing
Kells
Used to ride the RTA
$1.50 every meter
Food wasn’t guaranteed I stole my meals out of Arabica
Speakers blasting my own shit
Bow tie on the jet on my grown shit
Court side at the game with the owner
And sell the same arena out when I’m homesick
God damn I'm a fool
Couple hundred diamonds in the tooth
Couple hundred bitches in the pool
And out of a couple hundred rappers I am the truth
That's why I get a couple hundred when I’m in the booth
Still I keep that

[Hook:]
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top

I come straight from the bottom
No hot water for showers
Stole a jacket from Target
Gotta go to court in two hours
I’m at Dub's house on Way St.,
Swooped up Slim off of Harvard
Drove down Dove to see Casie
Let's take it back where we started
When I had that

[Hook:]
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top
Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops
Came from the bottom now I get high at the top

Everyday lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

[Hook:]
I'm facing problems everyday
I can’t solve 'em everyday
They want the truth everyday
I’m being honest everyday
I wake up everyday
Smoke this blunt everyday
Go to work everyday
To make a buck everyday
This one for the boy who grew up
Trying to feed his family everyday
(Everyday, everyday, everyday)
This one for the girl who’s feeling lost
Because she's trying to find a way

This verse is for my
People on the grind
Going to sleep at 2
Clocking in at 9
Trying to go to school
That's why you’re at the job
Ask me what to do
When you’re reaching for the stars
Jump!
Everybody scared of a little change
Thats why I’m always looking out for the little things
You should never be ashamed of a little fame
Even Bill Gates back then had a little name
I’m just saying
Y’all know what it's like when them lights go off in the condo
Need a break from the bullshit pronto
Spend your last check on a trip to Chicago
And see your favorite band on the stage again
In your favorite shirt that you made for them
They play the song and you sang with them
Because music heals the soul
And that moment's there so take it in
Before you’re back in that place again
In the uniform that you hate again
Man this freedom for the world

[Hook:]
I'm facing problems everyday
I can’t solve 'em everyday
They want the truth everyday
I’m being honest everyday
I wake up everyday
Smoke this blunt everyday
Go to work everyday
To make a buck everyday
This one for the boy who grew up
Trying to feed his family everyday
(Everyday, everyday, everyday)
This one for the girl who’s feeling lost
Because she's trying to find a way
(find a way, find a way, find a way)

I can’t afford to go to jail
Moms' putting their houses up for bail
Court stressed me out
Thinking I need a better route
But all these hoes laugh when I’m ashy
And them boys rob if I’m flashy
And them older folks see my tattoos in their offices and low class me
Man I don’t know what I’m suppose to do
My family is not the Huxtables
I’m just trying to keep my life together
Without breaking all the rules
So I say like five prayers everyday
Until my sins wear away
Let that smoke in meditate
And just chill
Thinking about better days
No more late night belly aches
Use this food for thought everyday
So I will

[Hook:]
This one for the boy who grew up
Trying to feed his family everyday
(Everyday, everyday, everyday)
This one for the girl who’s feeling lost
Because she's trying to find a way
(find a way, find a way, find a way)
I'm facing problems everyday
I can’t solve 'em everyday
They want the truth everyday
I’m being honest everyday
I wake up everyday
Smoke this blunt everyday
Go to work everyday
To make a buck everyday

Daddy, you said you was gonna FaceTime me

Gone Lyrics- Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Leroy Sanchez)

[Hook - Leroy Sanchez:]
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Verse 1 - MGK:]
Looking down on my phone, see another missed call
I'm pissed off, I never had these problems back when I was piss poor
Scared to see my daughter now because I'm lost in the life
In the bathroom getting high when she called twice
Sorry, but I'm scared at looking at something so precious when I'm a mess
And her mother know it
I wonder if she ever regrets
Trying to convince my family that I'm only gone for these checks
When really I'm obsessed with getting my revenge through success
Cause people hated on me, how can I not show 'em?
Fans waited on me, damn, how do I not owe 'em?
Imagine having to make that decision
While baby girl's in the kitchen, tears dripping, wondering where her pop's going
But I never meant to make you unhappy, can I see that smile?
Phone's ringing... "Ey, yo, I'm with my child"
Anyways, I wanna write you a symphony
But instead she said all I ever wanted is you to stay a while, damn

[Hook - Leroy Sanchez:]
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Bridge - MGK & Leroy Sanchez:]
And hey, hey, hey
It's been so long so you've gone away

[Verse 2 - MGK:]
Five years to be more specific
I was out here trying to sign to Atlantic
You crossed the pacific
Now is it a coincidence that my first instrument was a violin
That my father wanted for me, so we ended up buyin
And now the instrumental that we're vibing to got one high end
And while I'm writing my first verse he called me up crying?
That shit is crazy, half a decade with no explanation
Now you're asking if it's too late to save us
Man, I don't know so I hang up but I'm saying nothing, just click end
Wasn't man enough to say it so I wrote with a pen
I just wanted to make you happy, but you never smile
I just wanted that phone call that said your daddy's proud
Anyways, maybe eventually we'll relive memories and you'll be next to me and both of us can stay a while, yeah

I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
I know you've been gone, gone, gone
But are you missing me?
I know you're missing me

[Bridge x2 - MGK & Leroy Sanchez:]
And hey, hey, hey
It's been so long so you've gone away

One day I'll be gone
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)
One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone
(But are you missing me?)

Story Of The Stairs lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

And that was a dark depressing time for him, you know
He did had one visit with his mother I think
During the time that he lived with me and she brought
Him a huge box fill with gifts you know clothes and all
Kinds of little goodies and stuff and it sat in the corner
Untouched, literally for months he'd never opened anything just
Left the box there

What's going on in your mind when someone you haven't seen
since you were nine is out at your door step right now?
Rewind, remember that one time when Marco showed up at the front door
And we found out he escaped from a psych ward
And stole grandma's car?
Ah, rest her soul
I know that's off topic, but I miss her soul
So ironic that she was blind but told me I'm handsome I was
Every time that I walked in the door
Can't lie and say it was easy being 14 on February 14th
Watching a body die in my arms
Then have to go to a school that I hated
When my grade indicate that I don't give a fuck what's going on
A couple hours later on
And not to mention that one bitch that I loved
By the way I call her "bitch" because she was
Wanted me to catch another man fucking her
Invited me over, told me to come into the front
Come upstairs and say what's up
And there she was
Little slut
I was broken hearted, should've broke that bitch's jaw
Just for playin' me like a chump
But instead went to the garage, grabbed one
Of her brother's rifles, went outside, and shot that other
Mothafucka's truck up
I guess that's what lead me to cuffs
Becomin' common in my life like funerals was
Daddy's less common now, he gave up
After he heard the judge pin a fucking felony on his son
Funny enough
Me and Aunt Barbara even closer
Start to feel some weight lift off her shoulder
Till it piled back on when a radiologist] told her
That she had breast cancer and might not live much longer
Fast forward
The woman that I call my "mother" isn't my mother
Or even blood but that's how much I love her
And I'm feeling awkward cause the doorbell's from the person that I call HER
Maybe I ain't ready for it...
Shit, what should i wear?
Fuck that, I ain't going down there
I waited over a decade for closure
Why should i receive it if it might not be something i want to hear
In the mirror is a empty reflection
And in my head are questions I want to ask like, "Where the fuck did you go?"
Why did you turn my birthdays to the worst days every year that you didn't show?
And if you must know, I didn't turn out to be much else
Than a drunk who fell face first to a pile of hell
Took four snuffs of the devil's dust
Ended up with my manager helping me cause I couldn't take a piss by myself
But i did get a record deal
And all my records got that making of a legend feel
And I did have a daughter who I promised that the way that way you made me felt
Is a way she will never, feel
Slip a Benadryl in my cup
Ech, fuck it I'm sickening up
Pit of my stomach clenching, all my muscles stiffening up
I ain't been this nervous since i got jumped
Flick the tip of my J over a surface cover with ashes and junk
Took a pull and sat it down
Put on both of my Chucks
Reach for the door but my hand's sweaty, I'm anxious as fuck
Couldn't even hit the stairs without remembering how many years
I was there waiting to see your car pull up
Now you saying she's right there?
Man you saying she's right there?
You telling me if I open up this door right here
That she'll been standing right there?
And after all these years am I wrong for having this fear
Of meeting the reflection that was missing in the mirror
Open up the door and then I see her

Merry Go Round lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Look...

Summer day
Bobby and this girl would wake up every summer day
This boy and girl had nothing, they were runaways
So in love that now all they wanted was pain and so it came
Never had a silver spoon present in the past
Now at last, the spoon is present and so the boy wet it
Told her bring him a slab, a cotton swab, and a match
And told her one day they’ll fly across the world and have a wedding
Like “baby I have a plan, come with me to this place
Baby give me your hand, now flip it give me a vein
Baby take off your belt, we’ll use it as a restraint”
She sees that it starts to melt, he reaches inside a case
Fills the needle with food, flicks the needle with haste
Brings the needle to her, she isn’t right in the face
The boy can tell that she’s scared, he says “I love you, okay?”
Then shoves it into her arm and says “how the fuck does that taste baby?!”

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

Her dress drops, her head drops
Swiggin’ out of a whiskey bottle, he just watches
But he was not Bobby, see Bobby had joined the army
Been gone for a couple months now she’s messin with everybody
Everyone of the dealers, everyone hears her squealing
Trading pussy for product, she did anything for that feeling
But then she started that feeling, early morning she’s kneelin’
In front of the toilet look at her belly there’s no concealing
That she’s expecting a child
This woman is living foul
She’s only 20 years old
And hardly can even smile
Ultrasound shows a baby that’s barely over a pound
Sold everything in her house just trying to score an ounce
News of her baby’s father was that he died in the war
Now that syringe is all that keeps her alive anymore
No mattress, so her and her child dyin’ on the floor
As a letter’s at the door reading:
“I’ll be home tomorrow. love, Bobby”

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

Knockin’ at the door but doesn’t get an answer
Bobby’s nervous, his heart starts to beat faster
He hasn’t talked to his girl in so long
She sold his phone for a hit, damn how he wish that he could hear her laughter
But his drug hit her like a cancer
And he forgot ‘cause he had left and cleaned his act up
Passenger seat in his Acura got a picture of ‘em kissing
Under the words "happily ever after”
He walks into the house, it’s a fuckin’ disaster
Every step he takes his shoe crushes a capsule
Holds his breath, he knows what he smells isn’t natural
Looks down, it’s the body of the queen of his castle
“Baby please, baby please!!!"
"Wake up!!!”
He screams on his knees and he sees her hands around her stomach
Inside was a child
And realizes it was his…
[gun cock, gun shot]
Summer day,
An entire family died on that summer day
‘cause a facade made a girl give her love away
But those were Bobby’s consequences that he had to pay
Love is pain

[Hook:]
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry go round...
Merry, merry, merry go round
I don’t want to see you down
I don’t want to see you frown
Merry, merry, merry go round

A Little More lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly (feat. Victoria Monet)

[Hook - Victoria Monet]
I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold
What's left now? Where can we go?

[Verse 1 - Machine Gun Kelly]
I had a dream that the world changed
And for a minute there was no pain
Instead of presidents and old sayings
I heard lyrics from Kurt Cobain
Then I wake up to see the world's ill
Oceans tainted from the oil spills
How many kids have these wars killed?
How many families can't afford bills?
I wish that I could let the world know
That it's okay to let the pain show
And even though times seem bad
It always rains before the rainbow

[Hook - Victoria Monet]
I screamed at the top of my lungs
But my voice couldn't save this home
You're proud of the guns you hold

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