Machine Gun Kelly - Skate Cans (Prod By LT Moe) Lyrics
[Verse 1]Original chucks on laced up like I'm taking them on a runThey're begging me not to kill it I tell them I'm having funThey're asking me how I do it I tell them get on the railMeaning get on? your grind I'm ready now what's the dealMy size 11s skate on the surface like hovercraftsA superhero you think that I was a ThundercatI run with villains my village calling me son of SamSimply cause when I come around they st-st-st-stutteringMy body's tatted they say I look like graffitiThat's why I be on the roll these regulars try to read meThe way that people be staring you'd think that I was a TVBut when it comes to the haters I cannot see them like StevieBut I be seeing repeats of dead rappers like 6th senseMy competition ain't worth nothing like 6 centsMisfit I swear I'm sick shit you'd think I was Ryan Sheckler by the way I make the kicks flipToo cool hands shakes and dap serving all of these fools like pancakes and snacksWhoever thought that I wouldn’t be damaging the tracksWas pulling they own legs like hamstrings and calves[Hook]I am the only great whiteBody look like a canvas skin is covered with tats and my chucks are always the classics look like I'm in the pastTurn the noise up100 words and runningTurn the noise upWhat'd I tell these peopleTurn the noise upTransformer tatted on my arm like a droid, YUP!I am the only great whiteAnytime's my time everyday is grind time no chain needed I am just a star KellsTurn the noise up100 words and running turn the noise upWhat'd I tell these peopleTurn the noise upBest rapper alive who? Kells, Kells[Verse 2]Uh, I'm so beyond my time the Michael Angelo of the second milleniumI roll it up and get higher than condominiumsMy rap's braille the way the people be feelin' 'emMidwest all the way to the other side of the? MeridianBack back EST is in the spot nowWe be the crew all of these fools try to jock nowThe type of dudes that'll make ya mouth drop downFaces looking twisted like we guzzlin' Ciroc downWe're just city slickers in search of them bigger figuresThis is more than a game my business isn't a scrimmageAnd I be with the sickest cause I'm trying to be the illest with them Die Hard fans like Bruce WillisPow powI'm in the cut like alcohol in the woundBut I'm tripping like I popped Adderall on the moonFocused on killing tracks like I'm rapping them from the tombR.I.P. to this instrumental lighters up for the tunesEvery morning I wake up and put my fitted onWhich means every day I wake and put my city onCleveland we ready just turn the MIDI onKid Kells, feeling like a million gone[Hook]
