Suplexes inside of complexes and duplexes chords and lyrics - MAC MILLER

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[Verse 1]
[Am]This is madn[Baug]ess!
This is an outrage (echo)
As a matter [Am]of fact, this is outrageous
[Adim]Yeah, young sire,[Am]

[Verse 2]
slap the fuck out Jon Cryer
[Baug]Rough rider, raw bust
inside a vagina
[Cm]Like I want kid[Am]s, my head continues
to be haunted
I burn a city down [Adim]while I'm unconscious,
[Am]baby go on
Take some quaaludes, conversate with
[Baug]Jesus
Batting practice with the motherfucking
ghost of Babe Ruth
[Am]Do as a saint do, turn painful to graceful
Devil on my trails,
I'm trying [Adim]to find the [Am]Holy Grail
Right there
[Am]And if Mars is the farthest that man has
set his target
[Baug]Then I don't know why I even
started
I'm sick of being [Am]too nice to people
who don't do shit but consume light
[Baug]Told myself, [Am]"Fuck the world [Adim]kid,
just do [F]what you like"
[Am]Go and have a food fight,
start yourself a new life
You're [Baug]too bright to be inside
a bunch of mediocrity
[Am]But all those big words
ain't gonna get you paid
And [F]those abstract ideas
for sure won't get you laid
[Am]You got it made in that mad house
What [Baug]the fuck you got to be sad about?
Go ahead a rap now,
[Am]do what you do best, I mean
That's what you do best,
[Baug]matter fac[F]t motherfu[Am]cker
You suit vest, you need to buy a new
[Baug]dress
I heard you and your girl live in a duplex
I'm a [Am]put her ass in a Suplex, the sun
east, the moon [Adim]west
You got a clue, what [F]does a clue [Am]get?

[Verse 3]
Nothing
My milk and [Am]honey, my
Cherie- Cherie Amour
My Cinderella in [Baug]her carriage
by the doorway
Her ruby slipper made [Am]the wizard
send the scarecrow
And the lion through the forest
To the wicked witch's fortress where
[Adim]she scorched [Am]them in the foreplay
Remember that? He said he'd fight the box
to see the wizard
When he [Baug]was visited by Dorothy
who came here on a blizzard
[Am]Now the whole world's in color,
still,
How Auntie Em was [Adim]next of kin
and not her mother
Real, her face was care- [Am]worn
I suspected she migrated
to Kansas up from Dearborn
And [Baug]had beef with Mrs. Gulch from the very beginning
[Am]of Year One
Mr. Candyman, the parables parabolic
The [Adim]poetry's like the poems
and songs of Eccle[Am]siastes
Lightning should strike the stone
and then Moses should make a tablet
The [Baug]Judge will bang the wood
up in parliament with the mallet
And [Am]yell "Hear, Hear," finally
some order to this rap shit
Finally [Adim]some sort of wa
[Baug]ter to soil these cracked lips
[Am]I keep my shit crispy and elegant,[Baug]
So miss me with the irrelevant,
the god body is heaven- [Am]sen t
The hard- body is reverence,
since the son of [Adim]Byford
Brother of Fal, [Am]every rhyme's halal
Every line is kosher,
livin' la vida loca
[Baug]Shout out [Am]to Tony
Toca, we ballin' like we supposed to