Machine Gun Kelly - Freestyle On Capital XTRA Tim Westwood. lyrics

Uh, Kells They don't wanna see a real muh'f**er winnin' All the greats died but there's still one livin' I spit reality when all the music nows gimmicks It's kinda foul to see that we do is all image But I really live this, Jimmy Hendrix 'till my lyrics hit 'em Then Bob Dylan asked why I ain't on the television Cause a premonition of John Lennon said the second you preaching the message is the minute you Zeppelin That means on the stairway to Heaven I go back to the two family homes Where my daddies cologne would cover up the fact we Rolling Stoned. I got places to roam, reading through a text on my phone from Billy Joe, saying 'You are the next Joey Ramone.' Smoking Chili Peppers outta bong, ? Record, now the tattoo on my arm sent Flea told 'bout my songs I turn around "What's it gwan' Bob?" Getting gnarly with Marley, smoking barley, trippin' in the party with Steve Jobs And they say "we need marriages in our lives" f** dat! Tell my b**h "I'm a Marilyn tonight." Ringside yellin' to Muhammad, during the fight Sittin' next to BIG and Puff, Bad Boys for life! Black flags and dice, hashtags and flights, ripped pants and Nikes, a black pen and a mic Cleveland my city, I tatted dat for life! Real people with me, haters hashtag and type Trashbags and fights, we fillin' this motherf**er Me and hoes buying bottles we spillin' this motherf**er. Heard Nas even bought Lauryn Hill in this motherf**er Like, good goddamn they filling this motherf**er! Pac said "I live with Thug Life." Aaliyah on my arm, boy I got a Thug Wife Drunk nights with, Nikki Sixx, now he's on a h**n binge Me and Morris are snorting anything we touching again! An, Imma, Sex Pistol, everything I Sid Vicious I'm making Johnny Cash haters eat my Limp Bizkit f** with it or Gorillaz your decision But I Will Smith-en Western anyone of my opposition And all these critics reframe from speaking my name And these newer artists feel the same, they Nicolas Cage Mean they Gone In 60 Seconds, get up out my way If I ain't critically acclaimed, you're clinically insane b**h I ain't ashamed of where I'm from I'm not ashamed I'm not a trophy fathers, trophy son I'm not ashamed I got a daughter and support her instead of being a baller flaunting every dollar b**h I'm barbecuing cus I'm A1! I can't front, this life we live is a blessing Dreaming about the Future but everyday is the present. Whether they accept my music or they try to forget us Here forever, b**h I'm a motherf**ing living legend Feel that! Uh, yeah this beat, I k**ed dat Kanye made the beat let him heal that! Uh, uh, let him heal that Uh, uh, let him heal that Yeah, now they say "Jesus walks" and I say "I'm so high I can't hear Jesus talk." Uh, Tim West, wa**up? Kells the motherf**ing, next up, Young Gunner!