Macklemore & ryan lewis feat. Wanz – thrift shop

(Macklemore)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what…
What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what…
What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what…
What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what…

(Wanzz)
Aww.. I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got $20 in my pocket
I-I-I’m huntin’ lookin’ for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

(Macklemore)
Now, walk into the club like what up I got a big cock
I’m so pumped I bought some shit from a thrift shop
Ice and the fringe are so damn frosty
The people like damn thats a cold ass honky

Rollin’ in hella deep headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink ‘cept my gator shoes those are green
Draped in a leopard mink girls standin’ next to me
Probably shoulda washed this it smells like R. Kelly’s sheets
Pissssssssss

But shit it was 99 cents
If I get coppin’ it washin’ it
Bout to go and get some compliments passin’ off in those moccasins
Someone else has been walkin’ in but me and grungie fuck ‘em in
I am stuffed in your closet and
Savin my money and I’m hella happy thats a bargain bitch

I’ma take your grandpa style, I’ma take your grandpa style
No for real, ask your grandpa can I have his hand-me-downs
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers doukie brown leather jacket that I found diggin’
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a ski blanket, then I bought a kneeboard

Hello hello my ace man my mellow
John Wayne ain’t got nothin’ on my fringe game Hello!
I can take some pro wings make ‘em cool sell those
The sneaker heads will be like
Awww he got the velcro’s

(Wanz)
I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got $20 in my pocket
I-I-I’m huntin’ lookin’ for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got $20 in my pocket
I-I-I’m huntin’ lookin’ for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

(Macklemore)
Whatcha know ’bout rockin’ the wolf on your noggin
Whatcha knowin’ about wearin’ a fur fox skin
I’m diggin’, I’m diggin’, I’m searchin’ right through that luggage
One man’s trash that’s another man’s come-up

Thank ya grand dad for donating that plaid button
Up shirt ’cause right now I’m up in her skirts
I’m at the Goodwill you can find me in the
I’m not I’m not I’m not searchin’ in that section

Your Grammy your Auntie your Momma your Mammy
I’ll take those flannel zebra jammies secondhand I rock that mothafucka
They built a onesie with the socks on the mothafucka
I hit the party and they stopped in that mothafucka

They be like oh! That Gucci that’s hella tight.
I’m like Yo! thats $50 for a t-shirt
Limited edition let’s do some simple addition
$50 for a t-shirt that’s just some ignorant bitch shit

I call that getting swindled and pitched shit
I call that getting tricked by a business
That shirts hella dope and that bliss
same one on six other people in this club is a hella don’t

Eat game come take a look through my telescope
Tryna get girls with my brand man you hella won’t
Man you hella won’t

(Goodwill! Poppin’ tags! Yeah!)

(Wanz)
I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got $20 in my pocket
I-I-I’m huntin’ lookin’ for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

I’ll wear your grand dad’s clothes
I look incredible
I’m in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road

I’ll wear your grand dad’s clothes
I look incredible
I’m in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road

I’m gonna pop some tags
Only got $20 in my pocket
I-I-I’m huntin’ lookin’ for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

(Is that your grandma’s coat?)

Macklemore feat. Ryan Lewis – Same Love (feat. Mary Lambert)

When I was in the third grade I thought that I was gay
‘Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight
I told my mom tears rushing down my face
She’s like “Ben you’ve loved girls since before pre-k tripping”

Yeah, I guess she had a point, didn’t she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
I remember doing the math like, “Yeah, I’m good at little league”
A preconceived idea of what it all meant

For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it’s a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made rewiring of a predisposition

Playing God, aw nah here we go
America the brave still fears what we don’t know
And God loves all his children, is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago, I don’t know

And I can’t change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to
I can’t change, even if I try, even if I wanted to
My love, My love, My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

If I was gay, I would think hip-hop hates me
Have you read the YouTube comments lately?
“Man, that’s gay” gets dropped on the daily
We become so numb to what we’re saying

A culture founded from oppression
Yet we don’t have acceptance for ‘em
Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board
A word rooted in hate, yet our genre still ignores it
Gay is synonymous with the lesser

It’s the same hate that’s caused wars from religion
Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment
The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins
It’s human rights for everybody, there is no difference!

Live on and be yourself
When I was at church they taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service those words aren’t anointed
That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned

When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same, but that’s not important
No freedom till we’re equal, damn right I support it

I don’t know..

And I can’t change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to
My love, My love, My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

We press play, don’t press pause
Progress, march on with the veil over our eyes
We turn our back on the cause
Till the day that my uncles can be united by law

When kids are walking ’round the hallway plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are
And a certificate on paper isn’t gonna solve it all
But it’s a damn good place to start

No law is gonna change us, we have to change us
Whatever God you believe in, we come from the same one
Strip away the fear underneath it’s all the same love
About time that we raised up

And I can’t change, even if I tried, even if I wanted to
I can’t change, even if I try, even if I wanted to
My love, My love, My love
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm
She keeps me warm

Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is patient
Love is kind

(I’m not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient

(I’m not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind

(I’m not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient

(I’m not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind

(I’m not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient

(I’m not crying on Sundays)
Love is kind

(I’m not crying on Sundays)
Love is patient
Love is kind

Macklemore - Same Love

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
When I was in the 3rd grade
I thought that I was gay
Cause I could draw, my uncle was
And I kept my room straight
I told my mom, tears rushing down my face
She's like, "Ben you've loved girls since before pre-K"
Trippin', yeah, I guess she had a point, didn't she
A bunch of stereotypes all in my head
I remember doing the math like
"Yeah, I'm good a little league"
A pre-conceived idea of what it all meant
For those who like the same sex had the characteristics
The right-wing conservatives think it's a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man-made, rewiring of a pre-disposition
Playing God
Ahh nah, here we go
America the brave
Still fears, what, we don't know
And God loves all His children
Is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written
35 hundred years ago
I don't know

[Hook: Mary Lambert]
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm [x4]

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
If I was gay
I would think hip-hop hates me
Have you read the YouTube comments lately
"Man that's gay"
Gets dropped on the daily
We've become so numb to what we're sayin'
Our culture founded from oppression
Yeah, we don't have acceptance for 'em
Call each other faggots
Behind the keys of a message board
A word routed in hate
Yet our genre still ignores it
Gay is synonymous with the lesser
It's the same hate that's caused wars from religion
Gender and skin color
Complexion of your pigment
The same fight that lead people to walk-outs and sit-ins
It's human rights for everybody
There is no difference
Live on! And be yourself!
When I was in church
They taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service
Those words aren't anointed
And that Holy Water
That you soak in
Is then poisoned
When everyone else
Is more comfortable
Remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans
That have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same
But that's not important
No freedom 'til we're equal
Damn right I support it
I don't know

[Hook: Mary Lambert]
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm [x4]

[Verse 3: Macklemore]
We press play
Don't press pause
Progress, march on!
With a veil over our eyes
We turn our back on the cause
'Till the day
That my uncles can be united by law
Kids are walkin' around the hallway
Plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful
Someone would rather die
Than be who they are
And a certificate on paper
Isn't gonna solve it all
But it's a damn good place to start
No law's gonna change us
We have to change us
Whatever god you believe in
We come from the same one
Strip away the fear
Underneath it's all the same love
About time that we raised up

[Hook: Mary Lambert]
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to
My love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm [x4]

[Outro: Mary Lambert]
Love is patient, love is kind
Love is patient (not cryin' on Sundays)
Love is kind (not crying on Sundays) [x5]

Macklemore - Thrift Shop

Hey Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?

What, what, what, what... (x7)
Oh!
Oh!

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin for a come up
This is fucking awesome

Now, walk into the club like, "what up I got a big cock"
I'm so pumped I bought some shit from a thrift shop
Ice in the fringe is so damn frosty
The people like "Damn, that's a cold ass honkey!"
Rollin' in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
Pissssssssss
But shit it was ninety nine cents (bag it)
Copin' it washin' it
Bout to go and get some compliments passin' off on those moccasins
Someone else has been walkin' in but me and grungie fuck 'em in
I am stuntin' and flossin' and
Savin my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
I'mma take your grandpa's style, I'mma take your grandpa's style,
No for real ask your grandpa can I have his hand-me-downs (Thank you)
Velour jump suit and some house slippers
Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'
They had a broken keyboard I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a kneeboard
Hello, hello, my ace man my mello
John Wayne ain't got nothin' on my fringe game
Hell no
I can take some pro wings, make 'em cool, sell those
The sneaker heads will be like
"Ahhh he got the velcro"

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin' for a come up
This is fucking awesome

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin' for a come up
This is fucking awesome

Whatcha know bout rockin' a wolf on your noggin
Whatcha knowin about wearin' a fur fox skin
I'm diggin', I'm diggin', I'm searching right through that luggage
One mans trash that's another mans come up
Thank your grand dad for donating that plaid button
Up shirt cause right now I'm up in her skirt
I'm at the Goodwill you can find me in the (Uptons)
I'm not, I'm not stuck on searching in that section (Uptons)
Your Grammy, your auntie, your momma, you mammy
I'll take those flannel zebra jammies secondhand and rock that mothafucka
The built a onesie with the socks on the mothafucka
I hit the party and they stopped in that mothafucka
They be like "oh that's gucci that's hella tight"
I'm like "Yo! That's fifty dollars for a t-shirt"
Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
Fifty dollars for a t-shirt that's just some ignorant bitch (sheeeeit)
I call that getting swindled and pimped (sheeeeit)
I call that getting tricked by a business
That shirt's hella dough
And havin the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't
Peep game come take a look through my telescope
Tryin'a get girls with my brand man you hella won't
Man you hella won't
(Goodwill... Poppin' Tags... Yeah! )

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin' for a come up
This is fucking awesome

I'll wear your granddads clothes,
I look incredible
I'm in this big ass coat
From the thrift shop down the road

I wear your granddads clothes,
I look incredible
I'm in this big ass coat
From the thrift shop down the road

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin' for a come up
This is fucking awesome

Hahaha
Is that your grandma's coat?

Macklemore - Can't Hold Us

Return of the Mack, get up! what it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn’t
Looking for a better way to get up out of bed
Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit me
Get up! fresh out pimp strut walking, little bit of humble, little bit of cautious
Somewhere between like rocky and Cosby sweatergang nope nope y’all can’t copy
Yup. Bad, moonwalking, this here, is our party, my posse's been on Broadway,
And we did it, our way.
Grown music, I she'd my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it
And yet I’m on~
Let that stage light go and shine on down, got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style.
Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds,
But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town
Trust me. On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustler,
Chasing dreams since I was 14 with the four track bussing halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crushing

Labels out here,
Nah they can’t tell me nothing
We give that to the people,
Spread it across the country
Labels out here,
Nah they can’t tell me nothing
We give it to the people,
Spread it across the country

Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us

Nah, can I kick it? thank you. yeah I'm so damn grateful.
I grew up, really wanted gold fronts
But that’s what you get when Wu tang raised you
Y’all can’t stop me, go hard like I got an 808 in my heart beat
And I’m eating at the beat like you gave a little speed to a great white shark on shark week
Raw. Tell me go up. Gone!
Deuces goodbye. I got a world to see, and my girl she wanna see Rome,
Caesar make you a believer. nah I never ever did it for a throne.
That validation comes from giving it back to the people. nah sing a song and it goes like
Raise those hands, this is our party
We came here to live life like nobody was watching
I got my city right behind me
If I fall, they got me. Learn from that failure gain humility and then we keep marching ourselves

Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us

[X4]
Na na na na na na na na
And all my people say

Ma-ckle-more

Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us