Lirik Lagu Fake ID - Macklemore
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Ladies and gentleman, my name is Macklemore, this is my music and it feels so damn good right about now. Check it I got a story, yo it goes a little something like...
When I was 17 I was staying in NYCAnd my homie told me where I could get a fake Id"Aiyo son you better get that shit when you in NY"So I hopped on the subway and I gave it a tryPlesant surprise the Id looked fine5'9, blues eyes, born in 1979Nervous as hell I went to the store with my homieCame out and yelled "Dawg they sold me a 40"You know that I was the manBuying the contraband with a fake ass hologramNo more looking for bums, standing in the rainStranded on Broadway and giving 'em all my changeFor the rest of the summer man I was on fades17, had it made, getting drunk everydayEh, I got treated a whole new wayBecause of a piece of plastic that proved I was of age
You know what I'm saying, all of a sudden you get this little piece of plastic and you're in the club.
Now for the next three years I had so much funGetting drunk in Hip-Hop clubs where you had to be 21Then one day I was walking and I saw a signThat said KRS-One 21 up and liveThat's hella tightAiyo I heard he always ripped itSo I hopped up in my Civic and went out to by a ticketWhen I got up the the door the bouncer checking Id'sLooks at mine and he's like "Nah we don't take these"I tried to reach and grab my shit backBut the mother fucker was tougher than Shaq, on crackI should of punched him, but I would have reached his knee cap
And that probably wouldn't have hurt him very much
He kept laughing and smilin' and he called me a dumb shitAnd if I would of let myself I would have cried in publicOh no, I'm like give it back broBut no, my Id was jacked by the Caucasian Deebo
Ha I'm laughing right now but at the time it really was not funny and it's still not very funny. Fucker
Bitch why you got to take my Id?Why do I have to be 21 to drink a Long Island Ice tea?I hate bouncers with their bald heads and ten foot long legs and shirts that they outgrew when they were like tenGet 'emYour mother is dumb for having youYou're a bouncer because you have a small dick and as a kid everyone laughed at youGet 'emYou're too big and you never seemed to listenYou look injected with the shit they give to KFC chickensGet 'emI don't like ya, at all I despise youIf I was tall I would fight youIf I was a dog I would bite youEvery single day you make people cryAnd your job is to go and ruin teenager's livesOk I'm going too far bouncers aren't all badI'm sure they make great husbands and really strong dadsBut hopefully you learned a lesson from meNever take an MC's fake Id
Yup, I said never take an MC's fake IdYou could be buff and tough, it don't matter to me'Cause you're going to get burned if you step to MCs
When I was 17 I was staying in NYCAnd my homie told me where I could get a fake Id"Aiyo son you better get that shit when you in NY"So I hopped on the subway and I gave it a tryPlesant surprise the Id looked fine5'9, blues eyes, born in 1979Nervous as hell I went to the store with my homieCame out and yelled "Dawg they sold me a 40"You know that I was the manBuying the contraband with a fake ass hologramNo more looking for bums, standing in the rainStranded on Broadway and giving 'em all my changeFor the rest of the summer man I was on fades17, had it made, getting drunk everydayEh, I got treated a whole new wayBecause of a piece of plastic that proved I was of age
You know what I'm saying, all of a sudden you get this little piece of plastic and you're in the club.
Now for the next three years I had so much funGetting drunk in Hip-Hop clubs where you had to be 21Then one day I was walking and I saw a signThat said KRS-One 21 up and liveThat's hella tightAiyo I heard he always ripped itSo I hopped up in my Civic and went out to by a ticketWhen I got up the the door the bouncer checking Id'sLooks at mine and he's like "Nah we don't take these"I tried to reach and grab my shit backBut the mother fucker was tougher than Shaq, on crackI should of punched him, but I would have reached his knee cap
And that probably wouldn't have hurt him very much
He kept laughing and smilin' and he called me a dumb shitAnd if I would of let myself I would have cried in publicOh no, I'm like give it back broBut no, my Id was jacked by the Caucasian Deebo
Ha I'm laughing right now but at the time it really was not funny and it's still not very funny. Fucker
Bitch why you got to take my Id?Why do I have to be 21 to drink a Long Island Ice tea?I hate bouncers with their bald heads and ten foot long legs and shirts that they outgrew when they were like tenGet 'emYour mother is dumb for having youYou're a bouncer because you have a small dick and as a kid everyone laughed at youGet 'emYou're too big and you never seemed to listenYou look injected with the shit they give to KFC chickensGet 'emI don't like ya, at all I despise youIf I was tall I would fight youIf I was a dog I would bite youEvery single day you make people cryAnd your job is to go and ruin teenager's livesOk I'm going too far bouncers aren't all badI'm sure they make great husbands and really strong dadsBut hopefully you learned a lesson from meNever take an MC's fake Id
Yup, I said never take an MC's fake IdYou could be buff and tough, it don't matter to me'Cause you're going to get burned if you step to MCs
