笨小笨Suplexes Inside of Complexes and Duplexes (Explicit)歌词由Mac Miller演唱，出自专辑《Watching Movies with the Sound Off (10th Anniversary) [Explicit]》，下面是《Suplexes Inside of Complexes and Duplexes (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
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Suplexes Inside of Complexes and Duplexes (Explicit) - Mac Miller
This is madness madness
This is an outrage an outrage
As a matter of fact this is outrageous
Outrageous
Yeah young sire slap the **** out Jon Cryer
Rough rider raw bust inside a vagina
Like I want kids
My head continues to be haunted
I burn a city down while
I'm unconscious baby go on
Take some quaaludes
Conversate with Jesus
Batting practice with
The ************* ghost of Babe Ruth
Do as a saint do
Turn painful to graceful
Devil on my trails
I'm trying to find the Holy Grail
Right there
And if Mars is the farthest
That man has set his target
Then I don't know why I even started
I'm sick of being too nice
To people who don't do **** but consume light
Told myself **** the world kid
Just do what you like
Go and have a food fight
Start yourself a new life
You're too bright to be inside a bunch of mediocrity
But all those big words ain't gonna get you paid
And those abstract ideas for sure won't get you laid
You got it made in that mad house
What the **** you got to be sad about
Go ahead a rap now do what you do best I mean
That's what you do best matter fact ************
You suit vest you need to buy a new dress
I heard you and your girl live in a duplex
I'm a put her a*s in a Suplex
The sun east the moon west
You got a clue what does a clue get
Nothing
My milk and honey
My Cherie-Cherie Amour
My Cinderella in her
Carriage by the doorway
Her ruby slipper made the
Wizard send the scarecrow
And the lion through the forest
To the wicked witch's fortress
Where she scorched them in the foreplay
Remember that he said he'd
Fight the box to see the wizard
When he was visited by Dorothy
Who came here on a blizzard
Now the whole world's in color still
How Auntie 'em was next
Of kin and not her mother
Real her face was care-worn
I suspected she migrated to
Kansas up from Dearborn
And had beef with Mrs Gulch
She's the very beginning of year one
One one
Mr Candyman the parables parabolic
The poetry's like the poems
And songs of Ecclesiastes
Lightning should strike the
Stone and then Moses should make a tablet
Judge will bang the wood
Up in parliament with the mallet
And yell hear hear
Finally some order to this rap ****
Finally some sort of water
To soil these cracked lips
I keep my **** crispy and elegant
So miss me with the irrelevant
The God body is heaven-sent
The hard-body is reverence
Since the son of byford
Brother of fal every rhyme's halal
Every line is kosher
Livin' la vida loca
Shout out to Tony Toca
We ballin' like we supposed to
