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Mac Miller - Hand Me Downs
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Mac Miller
Mac Miller
Вокал
B. Sarka
B. Sarka
Барабаны
Джон Брайон
Джон Брайон
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
B. Sarka
B. Sarka
Автор песен
Garrett Stevenson
Garrett Stevenson
Автор песен
Malcolm McCormick
Malcolm McCormick
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Mac Miller
Mac Miller
Продюсер
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Ассоциированный продюсер
Джон Брайон
Джон Брайон
Продюсер
Patricia Sullivan
Patricia Sullivan
Мастеринг-инженер
Greg Koller
Greg Koller
Миксинг-инженер
Ross Ferraro
Ross Ferraro
Инженер звукозаписи
Stefan Du Randt
Stefan Du Randt
Инженер звукозаписи
Rouble Kapoor
Rouble Kapoor
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи

Слова

I'm thinkin' maybe I should thank you Oh, baby, I should buy you another round 'Cause you care, and I swear that I'm here, but I'm there It's gettin' harder to hunt me down Get away to a place with a lake, such a great view Leave the bank, couple hunnid thou' I made it, but I hate once I build it, I break it That might just break me down And all I ever needed was somebody with some reason who can keep me sane Ever since I can remember, I've been keepin' it together, but I'm feelin' strange Get away when it ain't really safe and it don't seem right But what's new? You get used to the bullshit, the screws, they go missin' It's likely they might be, but... You remind me Shit, I need to stay in line You damn well are a great design You, despite bein' an only child Say you need more of a family 'round Let's turn these genes into hand me downs Down, down Down, down, down Down, down Down, down, down Yeah, well, I'm just being honest, my conscience ain't doin' bad Because I try to minus the problems that I attract And half the time, the wheels that's in the back of my mind Just keep on turnin' 'til the tires flat and burn until the fire crack I do not lie, though, facts may seem a little farfetched That's only 'cause I may be make-believe and full of darkness When I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place Walkin', droppin' change inside your empty guitar case That's charity, um, I move carelessly, that's why I'm always trippin' I guess it's like electrolytes, you help me go the distance Not too efficient, but the way it's always been Until the day we have to meet again Get away when it ain't really safe and it don't seem right But what's new? You get used to the bullshit, the screws, they go missin' It's likely they might be, but... You remind me Shit, I need to stay in line You damn well are a great design You, despite bein' an only child Say you need more of a family 'round Let's turn these genes into hand me downs Down, down Down, down, down Down, down Down, down, down
Writer(s): Malcolm James Mccormick, Baro Sarka, Garrett Stevenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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