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My troubles test me on the daily
They say that only God can save me
I think I’m slowly going under
But I won’t ever tell my bother
And now I wonder where’s the good gone?
‘Cause I can’t find no miracles ’til I go home
Oh, I wonder where’s the good gone?
Need to find me some hope
Where’s my miracle? Where’s my miracle?
Where’s my miracle?

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
It’s been a long night
I just might wake up on the wrong side
I tell myself that it’ll be alright
Sunlight peaking through the dark sky
Bottle it up, fall in the cut, all out of luck
Downing in this quicksand and I swallow mud
I taste temptation and I fall in and out of love
Grab her hand, taxi cab, in God we trust

[Pre-Chorus: Macklemore]
You can wish on all the star way up in the galaxy
They want you to fall apart so they can have a piece
I threw a hundred in a wishing well
And then I came back for a refund
Said all this pressure just might tip the scale
Seen it before, it’s just a re-run
So keep running, ay, I keep running

[Chorus: Dan Caplen]
My troubles test me on the daily
They say that only God can save me
I think I’m slowly going under
But I won’t ever tell my bother
And now I wonder where’s the good gone?
‘Cause I can’t find no miracles ’til I go home
Oh, I wonder where’s the good gone?
Need to find me some hope
Where’s my miracle? Where’s my miracle?

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
I got some secrets, I got some secrets
My palms together, praying, but I keep on thinking ’bout evil
Snake bit in blood, and the poison, it ain’t leaving
Wanna sabotage everything, [?]
If these walls could talk, they’d have a lot of blackmail
Is karma real or not? I can’t tell
The devil complimented me and said, “You dance well”
But prayers won’t save me, and neither will the fan mail
I’d be a sinner, but thank God I’m not religious
And I’m addicted, drugs and women, there’s no difference
I know the right, but the wrong is just so tempting
I’ve got a phobia, fear of what I’m missing, amen

[?] used to take us to Church
Saying if you don’t believe then the plan don’t work
With the beatbox I got free on the pavement, I burst
Music brought me to my knees, I found faith in a verse
So dear Spirit, I know I gotta take a chance
I know my mistakes and shortcomings finally make amends
I got some issues, I got problems, gotta make amends
I got a daughter, diggin’ to the Safety Dance
This sh*t right here, we call love
You can’t put that into words, but feel that in your gut
[?] one in my arms, fall in the sun
Kiss my daughter and say thank God as I wake up
Yeah I know now
And I’m aware that it goes down
Travelled around the globe and I needed to slow down
And no better feeling right around in my hometown

[Chorus: Xperience]
Hope I’m feeling this good when it’s Monday morning
Been doing my own thing
Can’t say that I’m sorry
And I can only pray that someday we will all be
More than just okay, we can be so free
And I can get fly with ya
Ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
And I can get fly with ya
Ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Oh my God, oh my God
No other person on this earth could ever take my job
This my life, it was planned I can’t take it off
Bruised elbows, knees scraped, I learned to take a fall
My mistake, my mistake
Karma waits, karma waits
But I’ll be brave, I’ll be brave
The pain sees more than I can take, I can take
I learn more from loss than the gain, than the gain
New state of mind, I feel like taking my time
And that laidback reclines, still pushing that ’85
Like, windows down, city passing by, like a timelapse
The weatherman be tripping so that ceiling got that white rag, ay
We came so far
Just some kids in the city trying to make some art
Leave some change in the fountain, hope to make my mark
You see I was given a role, never played my part

[Chorus: Xperience]
Hope I’m feeling this good when it’s Monday morning
Been doing my own thing
Can’t say that I’m sorry
And I can only pray that someday we will all be
More than just okay, we can be so free
And I can get fly with ya
Ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
And I can get fly with ya
Ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah

[Sample]
I can have a life. I have life today. I rely on that constant communication with my higher power, more so than anybody these days. And I realized, that’s kinda all I need. And then, of course, y’all appear, right, y’all appear and situations appear. And I realize, that’s God working through me, if I allow myself to be that vessel

I said, woo, don’t make me
Break out the Valour suit and the Stacey’s
Give me a baseline and a break beat
Fuck around on the dance floor make a baby, watch me
Got a cane with a gold tip
Gucci ice cream tat type flow, bitch
I could make it rain, but I won’t, sh*t
Cause I’m cheap, motherf*cker and I don’t tip
Watch out, I’m about to pull this new watch out, ta dow
Putting in work, we don’t clock out
How’bout, we go and cut the rug at the pow wow
Get to movin’ and breakin’ and poppin’ like Miles, now
Electric Boogaloo
She moving that body like a booty in a hula hoop
Gave her that look like, “You don’t know what I do to you”
And she was like “Oh my god, I just Googled you”
Jerry curl, [?] on some Mario Lopez
Last call, then we go and hit the coat check
Lyft outside, “Buenos noches”
Now tell that motherf*cker, take us back to the homestead

[Chorus: Otieno Terry & (Macklemore)]
Now take your shoes off in here
We don’t need to talk (We don’t need to talk)
I said “I’m shooting for the moon, baby”
Now watch me walk (Watch me walk)
I don’t need no gravity, honey, I’m an astronaut (I’m an astronaut)
Just wanna see ya levitate, and I’ma watch (I’ma watch)

[Post-Chorus: Otieno Terry]
Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Hey now, hey now
Alright now, alright now
Gon’ levitate, gon’ levitate
Gon’ levitate, gon’ levitate

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Oh sh*t, she just gave me her number
You now dealing with the Irish hustler
Like a 2002 Usher
[?] burnout, I’m wearing a rubber
Plaid on me, dancing like a one man army
Turn a funeral into a dance party
Meet the Holy Ghost I’ma catch me a body
You don’t want to see me when I start doing the zombie, Thriller
[?], barbeque chip, Percy Miller, that’s a rat snack
I’m a fat dad, got some fat abs
Sweating like I’m eating jalapeños at a [?]
You ain’t on the level, got a medal for the flash dance
You ain’t f*cking gigging, what the hell you getting mad at?
I pulled up in that purple thing
I didn’t dress like Prince in Purple Rain
Lions, cheetahs like the circus came
And I should charge everybody to observe the game
Pour shots, [?], f*ck cops
Invite the whole neighborhood to a party on my block
Rock a booty, juicier than a cumquat
Boyfriend mean mugging, little buddy, f*ck off

[Chorus: Otieno Terry & (Macklemore)]
Now take your shoes off in here
We don’t need to talk (We don’t need to talk)
I said “I’m shooting for the moon, baby”
Now watch me walk (Watch me walk)
I don’t need no gravity, honey, I’m an astronaut (I’m an astronaut)
Just wanna see ya levitate, and I’ma watch (I’ma watch)

[Post-Chorus: Otieno Terry]
Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Hey now, hey now
Alright now, alright now
Gon’ levitate, gon’ levitate
Gon’ levitate, gon’ levitate

[Outro: Otieno Terry]
Gon’ get down, we gon’ get down
Get down, say you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ till the sun come up, come on
We gon’ get down, get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ till the sun come up, come on
Gon’ get down, we gon’ get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ till the sun come up, come on
Gon’ get down, we gon’ get down
Get down so you gotta get up
Don’t sit down, don’t sit down
Two steppin’ till the sun come up, come on

Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my [?] out, excavate my pain

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
If I could read the world my notebook and these thoughts in it
Would they judge me or love me for what I’ve written?
Tryna get closer to spirt that enters the body
It’s the vessel like I’m not in it
In 50-something years, I won’t be here
There’ll be a kid with some headphones covering his ears
Walking ’round a hallway, dreaming of ideas
Find himself in the sound ’cause music is a mirror
What you looking for? What you headed towards?
What’s your name worth when they mention yours?
When you leave here, are you stepping forward?
Can you remember your intention when they question yours?
They’re gonna question yours, they’re gonna question yours
I’ve been at rock bottom and I’m headed North
If you don’t love yourself, what’s the respect for?
If you don’t love life, the check won’t correct yours
Excavate

[Chorus: Saint Claire]
Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my [?] out, excavate my pain
And I found peace, and I found peace
And I found peace

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
I had this vision of my death
Surrounded by people I love and respect
And the baby blue Cadillac hearse
Pulling me ’round the block that I rep
The greatest fear that I’ve ever kept is dying with regrets
Like was I just alive for success
Or did I leave a better life for the rest?
My greatest achievement isn’t the dollars
My greatest achievement isn’t the followers
My greatest achievement isn’t the accolades
My greatest achievement is my daughter
Waking up in the morning, being a father
Watching the light kiss her eyelids
Hearing her sing along to Chance
And being like, yeah, that’s my kid
The light started to glow
And the saxophone [?] train started to blow
[?] laying in the snow, turn on my headphones
Couple miles to go before I run out of road
Excavate

[Chorus: Saint Claire]
Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away
Grab my window, shut my [?] out, excavate my pain
And I found peace, and I found peace
And I found peace, and I found peace

[Outro: Macklemore]
Hold me up into the light and study every part of me
I’m an open book, no, I don’t mind, but sometimes I’m hard to read
Just flesh and bone, I’m headed home
But this life is so hard to lead
But who am I when they cut the lights and nobody’s watching me?
Hold me up into the light and study every part of me
I’m an open book, no, I don’t mind, but sometimes I’m hard to read
Just flesh and bone, I’m headed home
But this life is so hard to lead
But who am I when they cut the lights and nobody’s watching me?
Gemini

Don’t nobody give a damn what all that [?] talking ’bout, man. We tryna here some of that, that “Girl, shake your ass, shake your ass, shake your ass,” and you know what I’m saying? I’m tryna get that in my life.
Gemini

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Diamond, diamond, diamond, that’s my sh*t
Oh, juice (wet), 3-piece, crisp (damn)
Saucey, dripping (dripping), CEO of this (CEO)
Curry, wavy, my undertone’s a bitch
Shoutout to my city, know I really does this
Third time’s a charm, I’m feeling triumphant (I want it)
I put a little gold up on my bicuspids
They can only see my eyes inside of the Cutlass (Who’s he?)
She may be vanilla cream, baby, her butt big
They treat me like McGregor when I’m out in Dublin (They do)
My mama don’t like it when I be cussing (She don’t)
But f*ck these motherf*ckers, mama, I don’t trust them
It’s plush up in the bucket, look, don’t touch it, thought you knew
In the pocket like I’m Russel, man, I hustle, watch me move
In the summer watch me f*ck around, I’m ’bout to drop the roof
She hopped up in the whip and then I taught her how to play the flute, play the flute

[Chorus: King Draino]
They hating on a player
Don’t understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I’ma have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I’m praying for them haters (Amen)

[Post-Chorus: Macklemore]
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

[Verse 3: Macklemore]
Aye, little mama, aqui
Skin tone macchiato, we eating mahi-mahi
On Miami Beach, we have a party la-dee-da-dee
On my B-I-E ’til I D-I-E, I think I’m king (I think I’m king)
You didn’t think that I would get the peacoat
Unbutton that motherf*cker, nothing but a speedo (Look!)
Who’s that peeking in my window, Cee-Lo
I was on that Cujo, that Big Gipp and that [?]
Dolce and Gabbana, cappuccino gelato
In that grotto out in Cabo
Amateur, so Apollo
Whip this bulky like Costco, I’m out here and dodging 5-0
I hit the block with that top low, a dookie rolled with a poncho
But it ain’t about to rain on me
Tryna sing up in the bitch, but I ain’t on key
Now I stay genuine, I’m the same old G
Feeling like John [?] with these eight gold rings
Play the flute

[Chorus: King Draino]
They hating on a player
Don’t understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I’ma have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I’m praying for them haters (Amen)

[Post-Chorus: Macklemore]
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay