Featuring: Hodgy
Songwriter: Hodgy Mac Miller
Producer: Flying Lotus
[Intro: Mac Miller]
Bob's dementia
Chapter one
Now here lies a great man, a man of the people
A man of the people, people (Yeah, oh)
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, here he comes, it's the highly unprofessional
Hyper sexual, intellectual
Fried my brain, now I've become a vegetable
Travel with a gang of weird lookin' extraterrestrials (Mi-mi-mi-mi)
They left me on their ship and made their bitches call me "General"
The dick quake could make a bitch shake like she got Parkinson's
You out there politickin', I'm studyin' Darwinism (God)
I keep some bars and hit 'em like a hard collision (Bang)
Don't fuck around it's murder in this art exhibit
And I got the whole game on paralyzed 'cause my volume on amplified
It's slow as a biracial bitch that's waitin' on her hair to dry (I don't wanna go yet)
Are you prepared to die? Burnin' this Ameri-fry
Where people that protect you are the ones that have you terrified
I only act this way 'cause my soul so broken
I'm the illest that you know, you a low dose Motrin
Laryngitis, hepatitis, the AIDS virus
I guess that's what you get from bein' 'round a bunch of rat vaginas
And you (And you), you pussy I wouldn't fuck with, a drunk dick
The day I came back from being hostage to the Russian mob
Missin' a finger and see my brother shot (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
I'm comin' for your neck, so hide your head inside your mother's box (Motherfucker)
It still ain't cliche to say, "Fuck the cops" (No)
Let's try it ("Fuck the cops")
'Cause I just smoked a bunch of rocks and walked around in just my socks
And made myself a birthday cake with caramel and butterscotch
[Bridge: Mac Miller, Hodgy & Mac Miller & Hodgy]
Tasty, tasty, that shit is tasty
This shit is tasty
Nigga, smoke
[Verse 2: Hodgy]
We servin' faster than the Chinese
This life carries a price cheaper than clown feet
Like prostitutes with hoops and combined weaves
Who hates herself inside
So she sellin' her punani by umami (ooh mind me?)
It's like my soul's inside the bowl
I hold it close, 'cause I don't know when it's my time to go
I'm blindin' fold, I hear my son laughing and time is froze
And he knows it, lookin' at me like "That's my pops," and I'm his goal, nigga
Motherfucker, I hit pockets, pickpockets
I'll beat you for your keys, bubblegum, and your bitch wallet
To his product, I'm a prodigy of a dead nigga
No name droppin', scribin' when nobody was dead meat when they came flockin'
Brain doctorin', where I left my hard dates
Small shakes and small dates, the ones I only call late in parlay
You know what the dark say, grab a bitch by the paw, ayy
Her name's Autumn, she happens to be fallin' on the wrong day
[Outro: Mac Miller, Hodgy & Mac Miller & Hodgy]
Nigga, tasty (Tasty), tasty
Tasty, that shit is tasty
That shit is tasty
Tasty, tasty, tasty, tasty
Bob's dementia
Chapter one
Now here lies a great man, a man of the people
A man of the people, people (Yeah, oh)
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, here he comes, it's the highly unprofessional
Hyper sexual, intellectual
Fried my brain, now I've become a vegetable
Travel with a gang of weird lookin' extraterrestrials (Mi-mi-mi-mi)
They left me on their ship and made their bitches call me "General"
The dick quake could make a bitch shake like she got Parkinson's
You out there politickin', I'm studyin' Darwinism (God)
I keep some bars and hit 'em like a hard collision (Bang)
Don't fuck around it's murder in this art exhibit
And I got the whole game on paralyzed 'cause my volume on amplified
It's slow as a biracial bitch that's waitin' on her hair to dry (I don't wanna go yet)
Are you prepared to die? Burnin' this Ameri-fry
Where people that protect you are the ones that have you terrified
I only act this way 'cause my soul so broken
I'm the illest that you know, you a low dose Motrin
Laryngitis, hepatitis, the AIDS virus
I guess that's what you get from bein' 'round a bunch of rat vaginas
And you (And you), you pussy I wouldn't fuck with, a drunk dick
The day I came back from being hostage to the Russian mob
Missin' a finger and see my brother shot (Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa)
I'm comin' for your neck, so hide your head inside your mother's box (Motherfucker)
It still ain't cliche to say, "Fuck the cops" (No)
Let's try it ("Fuck the cops")
'Cause I just smoked a bunch of rocks and walked around in just my socks
And made myself a birthday cake with caramel and butterscotch
[Bridge: Mac Miller, Hodgy & Mac Miller & Hodgy]
Tasty, tasty, that shit is tasty
This shit is tasty
Nigga, smoke
[Verse 2: Hodgy]
We servin' faster than the Chinese
This life carries a price cheaper than clown feet
Like prostitutes with hoops and combined weaves
Who hates herself inside
So she sellin' her punani by umami (ooh mind me?)
It's like my soul's inside the bowl
I hold it close, 'cause I don't know when it's my time to go
I'm blindin' fold, I hear my son laughing and time is froze
And he knows it, lookin' at me like "That's my pops," and I'm his goal, nigga
Motherfucker, I hit pockets, pickpockets
I'll beat you for your keys, bubblegum, and your bitch wallet
To his product, I'm a prodigy of a dead nigga
No name droppin', scribin' when nobody was dead meat when they came flockin'
Brain doctorin', where I left my hard dates
Small shakes and small dates, the ones I only call late in parlay
You know what the dark say, grab a bitch by the paw, ayy
Her name's Autumn, she happens to be fallin' on the wrong day
[Outro: Mac Miller, Hodgy & Mac Miller & Hodgy]
Nigga, tasty (Tasty), tasty
Tasty, that shit is tasty
That shit is tasty
Tasty, tasty, tasty, tasty
Unreleased Songs
- Bitches
- Dollar Pony Rides
- Cats
- Mrs. Deborah Downer
- Bob’s Dementia
- Ticonderogas
- The Weather
- The Network
- Empires
- Came Alone
- The Sun Room
- Untitled Snippet (2/26/13)
- Drop It (Snippet)
- Vices
- Amnesia
- Pure
- Manakins
- Live To Tell
- Colors and Shapes (Demo)
- Don’t Do
- Anywhere But Here
- Hide and Seek
- Great Job
- Blow
- Outsiders (OG)
- Key To The City
- Are We There Yet?
- Bitch I Make That Booty Go
- Friendly Hallucinations
- Excelsior
- Tambourine Dream
- Funny Papers
- Bump Demon
- When I Was Young
- Problem
- Dreams
- Sunday
- Cat and Mouse
- Coolin’
- Armageddon
- Stupid
- Nervous Breakdown
- Build It Up
- Butter
- Down Time
- Fly Me To The Moon*
- Dollar Signs
- Do Not Sleep
- Joy Ride
- Holidays
- What I Need (Head)
- Special
- I Don’t Trust These Bitches
- Black Balloons Reprise
- More
- Talk To Me
- Numbness
- G-Wagon
- She Mine
- The River
- Checklist (Onaroll Demo)
- Perfect Circle / God Speed (Demo)
- Divine Love
- Hold On, Let Go
- Family Lives
- Die
- Your Shoes Are Untied
- Alarm Clock
- Bloody Mary
- Incompatible
- One Night
- Real
- Tetanus Shots
- Garden Snakes
- Shut the Front Door
- In Kindergarten
- Waterfalls
- Guitar Case (Hand Me Downs Demo)
- Benji The Dog (That’s Life Demo)
- Telescope (Woods Demo)
- The Bargain
- 25/8
- One and Only
- Now That You Hear
- Butterflies
- Unhappy
- Superweirdo (Freestyle)
- Laundromat
- The Game of Life
- Dig That
- Definition Of Cool
- Dog Pound
- Friday Night Lights
- Right Now
- Hos Go Crazy
- Nothing on Me
- Paid Dues (The Reunion)
- Curious
- I Got This Beat in My Head
- 6:30
- Start a Revolution
- Slapboxin
- Cablebox
- Insane
- Oracle
- Improve
- What Made Me This Way*
- She Knows Too Much
- Crickets
- Must Be
- Ain’t Lookin’ For Love
- Deeper Than Pink
- Do You Have A Destination?
- The Song That Changed Everything
- Stoned
- He Finally Sleeps
- Uber (Demo)
- Weekend (Demo)
- Tomorrow Will Never Know
- Transformations
- Ground Rules
- Watch The Sun Come Up
- Operation Love
- It Gets Better
- Wake Up (2019)
- Look at You
- 8:21 AM
- Ready, Set, Start
- O’ Captain My Dragons
- NASA
- Submarines
- TV
- Real (Version 2)
- Cactus Face
- Newspaper
- Merry Go Round
- Stop Complainin’
- Alarm