Performed by the Thiel College Choir on Friday, April 20th, 2007. David Johnson Memorial Chapel, Thiel College. Directed by Michael R. Bray, conductor.
In the second segment of the St. Patrick's Day Thiel Forum, Amanda Hautmann '17 discusses her experiences with music as part of her presentation “Trilling, ...
In the third and final segment of the St. Patrick's Day Thiel Forum, Professor of Music Michael Bray, D.M.A., talks about his sabbatical experience in Ireland, ...
Thiel Forum 2-19-15
Mac Miller - Loud [Official Instrumental] **DL LINK**
A Quick Remake I Made To Mac's First Song Off His Upcoming Mixtape Macadelic. Make Sure If You Like My Beats And Instrumentals You Subscribe Like on ...
writing is an art to me
some people look at the art
just to find what they’d see
if they’d just let the art speak
to them as it starts to teach
….in a discreet fashion
and this is art
Im writing this part
while I’m in the streets basking
Im not down by the beach
I’m not down by the park
thats why people who sleep,
asking
me where i’ve been like I’ve been in the dark
and…..
I just keep laughing
theres levels to this shit
im the game designer
they aint on the last level
thats just the game deciding
theres codes inside this shit
some say they’re hard to get
i put the code inside my wrist
upgrade to architect
theres substance to this shit
some in a stance to blast
they don’t think they know they fast to…. kill ya
so when i think of the way they think….
i tear them down with ink…
….like a… master builder
I'm so loud like god damn hod damn oh shit hot ham thanksgiving hes rising
oh he's rising not a Christin but I stay believing that its me not not you
that makes that guap fucks bitches for a living this beat goes so hard its
fire hell has risen it has Satan forgiving
Ladies and gentleman
This is Macadelic
Motherfucker
[Verse 1]
Ugh I got codeine in my cup, you can bet your ass I'm sippin'
Groupies fall in love, I’m like bitch you must be trippin’
I’m just tryna fuck and she just need tuition
Why you tryna stunt, you need to play your own position
Never gave a fuck and nothing ’bout me changed
Still roll up them blunts, got diamonds in my chain
Yeah you heard me I got diamonds in my chain
But it don’t make a difference if you cryin’ in the rain
Two hundred shows, I’ma kill more
I just sold out that Fillmore
Got a million, make a mil’ more
Play a number one spot on the billboard
[Bridge]
Yeah people lie, numbers won’t
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, po’ a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
[Hook]
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn’t, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
[Verse 2]
I’ma get that Grammy soon, fuck your magazine
Jordan gonna hand me shoes, still fuck your magazine
Hammer team, in that pack with me
Hear the Jerm beat bangin’ wit’ a glass of lean
When I went to every high school class would be
Tryna fuck the female faculty
I’ma crazy little fucker, think my head done ran away
I experiment with drugs but I won’t ever fuck with yay
I just made a million dollars still I think I’m underpaid
Fuck with me? Kid no way
When you meet me, bitches stand up straight
Pump out reps, yeah I got reps
Tryna talk shit what you think about that?
For the pesos, getting bank rolls, I’ma lay low chill, til I let that stack
[Bridge]
Yeah people lie, numbers won’t
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, po’ a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke
[Hook]
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn’t, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low.
i turn up ,dont turn down, better start running when you hear them gun
sounds,white and small, sippin lean,yeah i ball ,love codiene,bullets spray
when im on the scene, 514 dats the team, lsd, purple weed, gotta lota
dopamine, people say im afein, but im just a free man, just dreamin ,
steal your women , give them semen,must be leanin,red beamin, got the
glock, and im speedin, run the block, im a demon, let off shots, hit him in
the back, with a mac, sniff that track of cocaine , not crack ,pour me some
codiene.