Rick's Piano

Rick's Piano
[Intro: Mac Miller & Josh Berg]
Uh, Josh (Yes?)
Knock, knock (Who's there?)
Rick Rubin (Rick Rubin who?)
Rick Rubin's piano (Ayy), alright (Yes)
Enough fuckin' around (Okay)
Yeah
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), wake up (Wake up)
Open up your eyes, I told you wake up (Wake up)
All of y'all are still bitches, but
A smile just in place of your make up (Your make up)
The best is yet to come (Yeah)
(What?) Yeah (What?)

[Verse: Mac Miller & Delusional Thomas]
E.T.'s not dead, he's just a little bit faded
Please don't give me any credit, that's how people get jaded
Please don't nod your head, and please don't tell me I made it
'Cause people start to get worse once they think they the greatest (The greatest; Be patient)
The best is yet to come (The best is yet to come), yeah (Yeah)
I told her, "It get better soon"
I probably shoulda told her when she was in a better mood
She lookin' at me like, "Anyone, except for you"
I had to go to California, she wished that I never moved
Said, "Baby, the best is yet to come," yeah (The best is yet to come)
I wonder if the blind mice even wanna see
I wonder if a deaf father ever hear his daughter scream (Scream)
Is there a heaven? Can you see the god in me? I don't know, probably
But for now we'll keep waitin' (Waitin')
'Cause the best is yet to come, yeah (The best is yet to come)
And, I wonder if the truth come with a song
And if it do, will we ever get to sing along?
Spend her paycheck on that lingerie, she scared to put it on
She never let her boyfriend see her in a thong, but
The best is yet to come (The best is yet to come)
I shot myself on my birthday, fell into the ocean
Listened to their voices, I was lost in the commotion
None of us are chosen, I forgive 'em for their ignorance, but
What's a man gotta do for a little bliss? (Fuck the future)
The best is yet to come (The best is yet to come)

[Chorus: Mac Miller]
What does death feel like?
What does, what does death feel like? Oh, oh my God
What does death feel like?
I wonder, what does death feel like? Oh my, my God
What does death feel like?
What does, what does death feel like? (Oh) Yeah
Why does death steal life?
Why does, why does death steal life? Oh, oh my God
Why does death steal life?
Why does, why does death steal life? Oh my, my God
Why does death steal light?
Why does, why does death steal light? Oh my God
[Outro: Mac Miller]
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my God, oh, oh, my, my
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
My, my, my, my, my
Mac Miller and Josh Berg banter at the beginning, with a playful knock-knock joke involving Rick Rubin's piano. Mac Miller urges listeners to wake up and see things clearly, despite the façade of smiles and makeup...