[Intro: Mac Miller]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, uh

And Khrysis on the beat, what up?

Uh, a little Henny and

A turkey burger and

Couple cigarettes and

A'ight, a'ight, a'ight, a'ight, I'll rap for 'em

Hey, hey, yeah

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]

It's young Mac-a-bee and Rapsody

Tell these ma'fuckers that they haven't heard the last of me

All over the map like your latitude, rhymin' with an attitude

This is the beginnin', you ain't even got to chapter two

I don't have to battle you, I'm better than you is

Four-year-old bars, you ain't worthy of new shit

Corey and Topanga, you can watch the boy meet world

With the homie Rapsody, uh, return of the B-girl

It's easy as fuck, all I need is a good beat

Fuck me for who I am, but love me for who I could be

And it's simple when you livin' like I am

'Cause I remember grindin', spittin' for five fans

Now I got damn near a million, boy

Oh, I ain't doin' shit? You can kill that noise

Got sniper type flow, here, I'll take aim

'Cause the boy be ridin' tracks like a freight train

Wish that I could have Mac Miller produced by J Dilla

Salutin' all the legends that gone, just know we miss ya

Extra, extra, read all about it

Hard beats and boom bap, I'd die without this hip-hop

Yeah, I'd die without this hip-hop, this hip-hop, shit

[Chorus: Mac Miller]

Extra, extra, read all about it

Extra, extra, read all about it

[Verse 2: Rapsody]

Late night chillin', not really high off shit

Can't afford it, I got work to hit with no benefits

And a car to drive that really don't go too fast

Pushin' it to the limit 'til the day that I crash

So I'm up nights in studio, workin' for pay

Tryna make some classic music that my children can play

For they kids' kids, influence they can reincarnate

Me in they lines and they raps that they someday will make, yeah

Chillin' with Mac, ten after 2, just after dude finished rockin' the stage

That's how hard work pays, iTunes top ten, eight thousand hoorays

Got they hands high as tightropes: Janelle Monáe

So I spend days and nights on mics, the life I wanted to

And I can have it too if I just kill in the booth

Niggas ain't get enough, yeah, we back in the cut

April 1st, fool's day, but yo, this ain't a bluff

It's the return of the duo

That you know as the illest on scene to make it go

Hip-hop to let you know

Rap and Mac Miller, yeah, we back in the spot

So one time for all the lovers, yeah, one time for hip-hop (Hip-hop)

[Chorus: Rapsody & Halo]

Extra, extra, read all about it

Hip-hop, what would I do without it?

Extra, extra, read all about it (Uh)

Turn it up and play me in your Audi (Uh)

[Verse 3: Halo]

On the track, throttle and shift

NASCAR, follow my drift

Jeff Gordon recordin' the cure for the boredom

Priceless, can't afford 'em, don't need you to reward 'em

I feel super, blame it on the Buddha, ha

Cats nice, but they still gettin' neutered

Flow champion, meet me in the Pantheon

Buzzin' like infinity and beyond

Ha, Jamla rep hardest

Ha, rebuildin' what you tarnished

Uh, awesome power I harness

Eatin' like a five-star meal with the garnish

Look, I'm the end if you start this

Paper and pencil, you fuckin' sketch artist

Most Dope flows from Mac

Rap and H-A-L-O makin' dudes pump they brakes

We tired of them Big Willie rappers

Ha, they gimmicks and silly factors

Wait, I get it, you really actors

Readin' the script upside down and backwards

Like my Honda's a hillbilly tractor

Ha, and her throat is the farm

All I do is plant seeds and park it in her barn

Real vivid, forced to deal with it, I'm that

[Chorus: Halo]

Extra, extra, read all about it

Dyslexics too struggle about it

Extra, extra, read all about it

Most Dope and Jamla all about it, uh

Most Dope and Jamla all about it, uh

Extra, extra, read all about it