Mac Miller - World Amazing lyrics

[Intro: Billy Zane as Ansem] You do not yet know, what lies beyond the door. There is so very much to learn... [Verse 1] My mind is getting stranger I'm fine with letting strangers Walk into my life My head is screaming, "Danger! Don't let her in! Don't let her in!" Well that's a risky favor But that's a different story I'll write the setting later She looks inside my eyes, and cries, because she sees tears She knows I'm deep in pain, it hurts for us be here She says she's wishes I was dead... (Wishes I was dead...) But I've been dead inside, for 3 years Everything we do in life is consequential All my words, and all my actions have been detrimental But just forget that, listen to this instrumental This pen and pencil that I'm writing with is incidental God created light, and made me luminescent Because my heart is cold But still has room to teach you lessons And when I'm feeling down, I know that it's a gloomy blessing So I still move along like fluids through the two intestines [Chorus] Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh I will change this life I'm raised in We can make this world amazing [Verse 2] I'm the most creative rapper out of San Diego My raps are inconceivable, like dancing Legos But my music is in low demand like fancy bagels So I just wipe away the haters like a sandy a-hole It's not like I have much competition anyway Nick Cannon, Lil' Rob, yeah they had their day Some middle eastern rappers, I forgot your names Insignificant, cause now I'm here I'm on my way Don't get me wrong, I respect you, I'm not taking shots But I get bored when all you rap about is taking shots I've spent enough time writing rhymes in vacant lots Entertaining and amusing all my flagrant thoughts Do I get writers block? No, stop asking me I'm creative all the time, I'm always practicing And I'm the cynosure of everyone surrounding me I need a nap y'all, please let me get back to sleep [Chorus] Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh I will change this life I'm raised in We can make this world amazing My heart is broken, help, someone call the paramedics! The love we shared was love but love can end up deleterious But now my music's better, and my life is energetic I'm a large supreme pizza, you're a pair of breadsticks Do I get writers block? No, stop askin' I'm young and driven and these mixtapes, are my pa**ion I'm 50 Cent it's either "Get Rich Or Die Laughin'" Or maybe that was something else, whatever, lights flashin' Label owners hear me mic smashin', nice action But then they hear my instrumentals and they die laughin' I'm just not rich enough yet, to buy my own beats Why don't you ask Mac? Kool Aid and Frozen Pizz... Uhhhhhhhhhhhh You're looking past the facts On top of that a couple grand to mix and master that "What Hurts The Most," that you didn't hear from Rascal Flatts These rappers features cost a lot like Padres Crackerjacks So I'll just take the mic, and help myself, I am sagacious I'm a Gambler of Fate, but I ain't talking Vegas When you write simple rhymes, the ma**es will forget you So here's some rhymes that I wrote, simply to impress you I miss you, won't forget you, always praying, hope I bless you Hold my pencil, know I'm special, extra special, break the threshold Pop a vessel, edible fluids, are leaking through the dresser I'ma get you, I can bet you, I'm credible, I'm the best dude Unless you just do what you choose you'll never get the best news I tried to wrestle God, he'll test you, wreck you, twist you like a pretzel but he crept through to the rescue when she left you Now I'm special, extra special, in the ranks of the celestial Breaking Records