Thank God the climax at the end is gone😅, now let's enjoy this beautiful work of art😏

@elilopez145

3 жыл бұрын

True

@MK_Aquatics

3 жыл бұрын

Lmao, first thing I checked before playing 👌🏼🤣

@eezygange4kE

2 жыл бұрын

🔥can’t let it play to long or someone think you watching the hub

@cassandramarie9292

2 жыл бұрын

whaaat i think that’s the cherry on top to the song

@austindabomb9

2 жыл бұрын

HAHA i can play it on my speakers now without my parents wondering what tf im doing

Rest easy Mac .... smh this was my shit every time id smoke

@anthonymiller5202

4 жыл бұрын

Fr tho

@tali9381

2 жыл бұрын

same the memories... rip Mac...

@pops0982

2 жыл бұрын

To this day I’m smoking to this one! Hope you are doing good bro

@joem.6940

4 ай бұрын

First time I heard this while smoking it's a bop ​@@pops0982

Anyone else still get chills even after listening to this 100 times over the years?

@ErinLewisFudge

2 жыл бұрын

Yeah, it’s chilling to think that I’ll never have the opportunity to meet Mac Miller no matter how hard I try. Kendrick though there’s still time to meet him 😁

This song is lifesaving to me. Thank you for everything Mac. And with Kendrick on the song it’s so special

lsd vibes just melt away

reminds me of tripping all by myself just reflecting

Those that grew up with Mac had it the worst, I was 13 when this came out, it brings me to a place where I can feel exactly how I felt in middle school. ☹️

@NakEdits

3 жыл бұрын

Same bro ☹️

@dogecoinwaterbowl1009

2 жыл бұрын

This brings me back to a time where everything was okay even though it wasn’t

@__deebzz__

2 жыл бұрын

I’m just glad that feeling from middle school is gone

@dirtymacc4121

Жыл бұрын

Song still gives me chills ❄️🥶 till this day, Never forget I was in summer school 9th grade bumping this thinking why me. Trying to find myself and what I thought love was. I'm 27 now and life is good, could be better but I'm here. RIP to a goat (Mac Miller) 🙏 🐐 😢

They tell you what to know but it's better to believe. RIP Mac.

this one hits

I’ve had this song on loop again lately

When you're really really lit you don't need the slow down

Wow this is really slowed to perfection 🙈🥺

yesss feed my soul with good vibrations . just earned a new subscriber . R..i..p king

This is like food to my ears.

This is amazing

Thank you for taking out the end it's nothing like getting ear wrapped

It is a delight to my ears ❤

I miss you Mac 🙏🏽

Jesus the Bread of Life

If this ain't playin at my funeral, I'm never gonna die

This is 💯%🅿️

Even when you live your life in slowmotion, you can't fight the feeling

Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Oh, fuck me Oh, oh, I want you to fuck me (I want you to fuck me) I want you to fuck me (oh, yeah) Oh, oh Oh, fuck Oh, fuck Oh, fuck Don't stop Oh

Kaylee, I know we’ve been long through but I just can’t escape the feeling of you, of us.. I can’t escape that I still love you. Please forgive me and be happy. I wish you nothing short of the best. I myself won’t be here for much longer. This pain sits deep inside of my chest and has been suffocating me for long enough. I wish I could tell you but I know it’s too late, you’ve moved on a long time ago. I’ll never forget the memories. I’ll see you in another life. ♾ 💚

@KlebsWrld

Жыл бұрын

i hope you are okay. this was sad to read. i could feel your pain. I just hope things are better now. Bittersweet even

@Andrei-wj7hg

8 ай бұрын

Are you ok dude?

For these are the days of vengeance, to fulfill all that is written.…

Can you do Rush Hour slowed down pleaseee

It will be just like that on the day the Son of Man is revealed

Soooooooo good guy’s 🥦🥦🥦🤤

GERMMMMM WUDDUP B.I.G.?

Son of Man

❤

The woman said to him, "Sir, you have nothing to draw water with, and the well is deep. Where do you get that living water?

Can you do "Life Aint Easy"? nobody has ever done that song yet :(

Rip

🎭

U can’t fight the feelin. A version if Mac Miller was black

Hacc

2024¿

White devices eye doc said raybgma miss fun kp

Sad

You cut out the best part :/

@danielpettit1434

10 күн бұрын

If that’s the part that keeps bringing you back to this song just go to the hub g

The Coming of the Kingdom

Lowkey thought it was wiz khalifa

Cat stare tiny sore fragile body crubles cooki

Friend drenches wet drip soap eye ride driver beggienrs b4 me smh better then me smarter homework study hit books

@hybi.

2 жыл бұрын

nice trip bro

wtf is a pickle?

1.25x speed. Thank me later *SMOOCH*

World war 3? :(

If Mac Miller was black

@fuhthapuh1678

3 жыл бұрын

huh

@darkvenomrateye646

2 жыл бұрын

What? You whack bro....

0/10, where's the moans? 😔

Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no

Rip

Uh, close your eyes So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of You a waste of the space that you take up Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin' I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position Can't start slippin' down these slopes 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there) As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware) When you a youngin' you just tryna live Your life and have some fun In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs I'm a Beatle to these young kids But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids And we gon' show you what the love is Stay high, go for what you know Let it in your mental And don't ever let it go It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi Homie can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams A price on an idea, we never can agree They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be? Still I tell 'em, "Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable" Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't You spent your days countin' every single penny made Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways Stay high, go for what you know (yeah) Let it in your mental (Macadelic) And don't ever let it go It ain't never gonna stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre I mean, the sun is slowly fallin' We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'? Oh, you left your phone behind, identity Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin' Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin' You're telling me that you're golden But really cubic zirconia, let me see I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever Your tactics are mighty clever But even if you Mayweather, you You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no It won't stop You can't fight the feeling, feeling You can't fight the feeling, no