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Back to the Basement Lyrics Youre tuned in to Buck Naked and Kyle on Cosmos Radio Ayo, ayo-yo, ayo Bring it back to the basement Freddy Kruger shit where your face went Lyrically I murder you without a trace Down the drain, where the case went I got my bitch rocking Chanel and all that Fall back like the twenty-second Come hither when I beckon Son, you like every hour, you better check-in Smoking moonrocks at the boondocks Busting forty-five shots, at like 47 cops Call me Doc D, get on my dick, you carbon copy I just illegally downloaded the Kid Cudi album And got the whole shit Scott free The rest of these niggas is wack but not me Bumping Nasty Nas in the spaceship Whip out my dick just to let your bitch taste it Doctor Destruction gettin knobbed off at the function Til your boys spontaneously combusted Im the best, no discussion Yeah now let that shit rush in E4 As a kid starting learning how to Bruce Lee slick How to dress, smell, and probably approach a chick Even with my vision on Wonder, Stevie Still, be able to see what majority cant see Been told take every step as if it was my last Snakes on the pavement, not only in the grass Never changing up like Decepticons So low and out to get my gold like a leprechaun And a nigga did it on his own Never risen anybody alive I guess I never did all alone Im bringing it from the bottom to the top Hell before you, tectonic plates So before I pass my presence forever resonate Feels like I walked this Earth for a whole century 22 but feels like Im a hundred-two mentally Look me in the eyes when Im speaking so I know its real In the verse to get these hooks off like Holyfield Tyson in his prime, we dont wanna die Look into the sky, praying that we stay alive Thats them, young broke kids, want more ends Want more ass, we got no friends But the concrete, police sirens livin right behind me Play a game of 2K and hope that censored sign me 15 lived with a dollar and a dream And a Glock by the waste side cause I just want the cream Get it by myself dog, by any means Humans are so greedy, I promise to never leave it Never lose this hunger building in my stomach yeah Im even Said my grandma told me that, yeah my grandma told me that Back in basements dog, I swear we bumpin that Ayo pick up your microphone Ha, ha Yeah, yo Yo pick up your microphone and go home All you rap mama clones get thrown and shitted on Leones the Villiones, this my dominion Fuck all opinions, I rock obsidian Go ape, go simmion yoyo on these mics These drugs Bolivian hit too crack like two dykes Laced with malice, hands be calloused From slapping emcees from here to Dallas Yo, if God loves ugly then I must be his favorite Still act shitty, drop a bitch off flagrant Rap Bob Segar, turn a page real quick on em I dont fix, a fix on em Night moves when I whips on em Get lit, throw dick on em Splits then I dips on em Yo 𝘢𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘳𝘦 Dont you even go there Me without a freak is like a Sikh without his hair I came to fuck up Bust the .45 6 times, and Cee-Lo Yeah, ayy Its like a blast from the past, watch em gasp in amazement Too many dabs of the gas made me crash my new spaceship Took a look around and found myself right back in the basement Ahead of my time but I still kill some back in the day shit So ahead of my time that Im a part of the last generation, wait Out of this world, these niggas not even NASA adjacent Put the money where my mouth is, take the cash and I taste it Ratt Pack tatted on me cause Ive been passed all this fake shit These niggas wont admit it but they just cap like their gangsters Like before corona hit they was rocking masks on their faces and packing the stainless Haha, I laugh at their statements Then kick back, relax, and go catch some vibrations Chief like I had cataracts, now I look half mixed with Asian Oh shit, wait, my bad, that was racist Tabs of acid got me trapped in the matrix Never dropped the album but they still say Castros the greatest Back and forth, ballin, disgusting, beggin, now these niggas back with the latest Another classic that you fuckin cats can add to your playlist Bitch, do you know who I am? Im fuckin 6ix bitch Oh, you talkin back? You talkin back? Shut the fuck up before I crush you with my wallet 5Embed

Logic On The Beat Lyrics Yeah its Logic on the beat so Im fresh to the T Got lines like a cokehead, repping MD On stage where Im living In the booth where Im driven Yeah the flows so wet that I keep a bitch drippin Hand me the mic and I guarantee Imma be rippin it Automatic static yes I keep the extra clipping it A small town boy with a big city swag on My CSI tip, tap a bitch and then I bag her Its logic on the beat so Im fresh to the T Got lines like a cokehead, repping MD Said its logic on the beat so Im fresh to the T Got lines like a cokehead, repping MD Cheese like Gary dough like Pillsbury When Im tryna get so much style, yes very Got something for the club Got something for the street Got something for them hungry MCs tryna eat Jumping on the track and you know the mic Imma slaughter Im the type of guy that you dont want around your daughter All 9s and dimes I get em all the time Flying coach with Louis V and we sipping fine wine Gucci women, dimes I swim in 36C Vicky sees yeah shes feeling Its logic on the beat so Im fresh to the T Got lines like a cokehead, repping MD Said its logic on the beat so Im fresh to the T Got lines like a cokehead, repping MD Get em all, get em all, pick it all up Stack up your funds like a million bucks Across the pond, they all know us International...whoaaaa! Driving my car to a foreign place Lookin at me, now they know my face We want it all now, we got it all yes Look at that... Thought I was gone, homie Im right back Ill be chilling where Im chilling and be clowning where Im at Such a, lazy boy, psycho get crazy boy Im a freshman in the game they wanna, haze me boy Never Just a fly young brother staying repping MD Steady getting green I aint talking bout the trees Jump on the track, homie you aint seeing me License to kill, registered at the D.M.V Just got the title most underrated MC But its aight this aint the last you finna hear from me Just the beginning Im Michael Phelps when hes swimming Im the rookie Barry Bonds in the very first inning In other words, homie Im steady chillin But all these other MCs form and they grillin Most people drop tracks but me I spill em Stain in the game try to scrub me I will still in Yes you know I get it like a bad bitch I hit it Middle finger to the critics cause Im sick just admit it Charge me as a wack rapper but I was acquitted Judge me on my skin color but my father is a brother Finally heard the flow and now you know Im unlike any other Get em all, get em all, pick it all up Stack up your funds like a million bucks3Embed

Tokyo Nights Lyrics Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Uh, feel my soul from this flow Im a six inch gash as far as openness go Im hopin they know if I open the door Ima go and never come back Ima rewire your brain like a ounce of Prozac I was a loser in school and now they cheer for us Madison Square Garden is packed out for us Fuck around and drop a whole album without a chorus Ima watch the money come like a clitoris The force is with us of course Split your whole shit like a wicked divorce But thank God, all the ladies, they adore us I was Screech back in the day and— —Now a nigga Zack Morris Fuck the chorus, real ones go to bat for us April 21st, mom gave birth to a black Taurus The beginnin, I was schemin, I was dreamin, I was thinkin I had to run away from all of my dеmons I believe in a simplе goal, stay true to whats you And everybody else gon see you for you Good and bad, yin and yang, its the same It depends on your intentions, whats your aim? Whats your end goal? I had to touch down on myself, Im in the end zone A nigga had to go to hell twice just to get home A nigga had to pay the whole price just for his skin tone So even if I do this shit right, it still could end wrong Drop a couple of jewels that you could live on Me and Logic make this shit bump, its like a ingrown Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh5Embed

Orville Lyrics Whats the threat? Bitch, Im on one Yeah, you fuckin with the wrong—, wrong one Yeah, yeah-yeah Little echoes Yeah, you fuckin with the wrong—, wrong one Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh Bitch, Im on one Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh Ayo, whats the deal? Mind too active, cant sit still I kinda feel like I just took a limitless pill Im Captain Mercer on the beat, watch me murder the Krill Thats a sci-fi reference, nerd shit my preference Family is the only thing that mattеrs, bitch, Im Stefan I cant believе at first sight you thought I was Steve Bitch, Ill orphan you, shapeshift and morph into your mom Slit your throat and make it look like shes the one that committed the crime You know Im too committed to rhyme since my first show in Chicago Never throwin shade, we keepin it light like vitiligo Chain around my neck glisten like El Dorado Cant fuck bitches with baggage, you married a ho with cargo Bitches be jumpin ship, word to Argo If you dont understand that line, no need for an apology You stupid motherfucker, Im referencin Greek mythology I never went to college, B And made millions while you pissed like you majored in urology Now logically, Im the top MC How dare you got the nerve to bring that weak shit, neuropathy Aint no stoppin me Even if you stand on my grave, youre never toppin me Down, down, thats how we get down Down, yeah, yeah, you know get down Pick the mic up and then we get down, down So high up that its down Related Songs1-800-273-8255LogicThe Heart Part 5Kendrick Lamar Wow, my shit so profound Wow, yall done bit the whole style Wow, I dont trip, I just smile Murderous shit, I fit the profile Murder was the case, had that shit on tape Play this in the whip, man, that shit gon crank You steady talkin shit like your shit dont stank News flash, buddy, we the shit, you aint From irrelevant back to relevant in a matter of seconds Shattered misconceptions Misdirected, inheaded in my direction, intelligent and Im tellin it Droppin heavy shit thats still heaven sent The freshest prince, utmost, definite, deadin it Fore niggas cant fathom who they effin with Raw, no condom, you still cant come correct with it I represent a specialist of artists who never charted But never parted, often regarded as the hardest As the autumn falls in, tell the wind I never fail Leaves do, emcees too, but the pros propel Dont tell, another cup of XXL, trouble for sale Back bustin a couple of shells, for Durell Logic asked me, What the deal? Back then, it was a film per album plus a couple mill Plug pulled the rug from up under my wheels Humbly kill, stomach and pills, fumblin bills, shit Killed the player like Jada did Will Smith For tryna play the same game, nigga, you will quit I still spit, like its foot on my throat, til Im a ghost Still not a G.O.A.T. but I feel like the G.O.A.T, end of my quote, go Bitch, Im on one Yeah, you fuckin with the wrong—, wrong one Bitch, Im on one, bitch, Im on one Yeah, you fuckin with the wrong one, with the wrong one, one, one Yeah, you fuckin with— You fuckin with—, you fuckin with— You fuckin with the wrong—, wrong one You fuckin with—, you fuckin with— You fuckin with the wrong—, wrong one4Embed

Young, Broke, and Infamous Lyrics I dont even know, tell me world, where am I to? Young, broke and infamous, Im feelin kinda low Love game fucked up, money game ditto Studyin the greats, but they got me feelin little Feelin like a crazy person, feelin like a genius Feelin like an asshole, feelin like the meanest Where am I to go now? Where am I to go now? I said, were young, broke and infamous I said, were young, broke and infamous I said, were young, broke and infamous I said, were young, broke and infamous Mighty strokes of war Have already been dealt against the enemy What kind of a people do they think we are? Is it possible that they do not realize That we shall never cease to persevere against them Until they have been taught a lesson Which they and the world will never forget I said, were young, broke and infamous I said, were young, broke and infamous I said, were young, broke and infamous I said, were young, broke and infamous4Embed

A Third Person Story Lyrics Damn right! Son Son! He was a class clown, loved by all around He was kinda goofy, make you feel good when youre down But one day he disappeared and never came back At 17 got kicked out by his mother just like that He moved in with his father that he never grew up with But were not gon get into that, like cocaine we gon cut it He loved music, but never had the time Cause he was working two jobs and they both was overtime His girlfriend always told him that he was destined to shine He smiled, said really?, but really paid it no mind And when he was of age the situation was shitty So he packed up all his stuff and then he moved across the city Rented a room from his homies mom and dad They saw the situation and they felt so bad They let him live with em, and he was doing good Working at the street fixing cars under their hood He got up with his mentor, that he knew for a while He met him back when he was a youngin, only a child A real good guy that gave him some equipment And then he sent him packing like a UPS shipment He said lay some tracks, and maybe we can get it So then he quit his job and he moved in with his sister They lived together as children so yes he really missed her But then he got another job, still working on music Tryna find a style and figure out how to use it But one day he got it, yes, hes so excited But then he stopped Said I got a way to go on top, they gon find me Such a long journey like Im walking I-90 Three thousand miles leaving the haters behind me Along his path, he ran into a wise man Said please tell me how I let em know Im great Wise man then said drop a mixtape But not just the regular shit that everyone doin You gotta let em know you forreal in what youre pursuing Then he was gone, just as quick as he came After this encounter he would never be the same Bout 100 miles and runnin, he started feelin something Whats that? Maturity Every single night, sacrifice rest to write Dusk till dawn, he be rappin till the sun up Call him Super Mario he always get the one up Finally dropping tracks, now the mixtape is completed His appetite for perfection was seriously needed Then it dropped He would, sell it for twenty but his country in recession so Take it for ten homie consider it a blessing Yes he a rookie, but you know they respect him That Botox flow, so whenever he inject em Them haters tighten up their game but now it dont affect him Cause if they step out of line yeah you know he finna check em He grew up on the bottom, but dreamt about the top He finally found out that until he reach it he wont stop Hes headed to the summit, where everybody plummet The game need change and Logic can break a hunnit The consul to the game so you know we run it Nah, that last line was, over dramatic But he coming for that ass and he gon let em have it2Embed

Waspy II Lyrics Hahaha Its Gerald and Bobby Its 2011 til the day I see Heaven We werent supposed to be here, you know? Hahaha Bobby we can pass the baton back and forth like a marathon, come on bro This is lightwork Yeah, let me tell the story Yeah Her parents tryna distract her, while they file for divorce Country club, golf lessons, thats just par for the course Sixteenth birthday, pops in the yard with a horse He say keep them grades up, she workin hard for that Porsche, yeah Aspiring dancer, and shes tryna be an actrеss too She got a trust fund, that she still aint got no access to Shе falls in love with every person she attaches to Trust shell say its all natural, she got some plastic too Hit a bong, say pass that, Im tryna get high too Its not much left, you got a plug? And she say, Yes I do Aint had it great, so pops butter with the NYU Three semesters in, she calls her dad, she says Im through Distracted by the one whos, distracted by the afters Distracted by the Gerrys, distracted by the rappers Distracted by the Leos, distracted by the actors Distracted by the bright light, so life is movin backwards You snapped dawg Me and Bobby playin tennis Ha, they aint ready for that shit They aint ready for that shit Take it back, take it back like this Yeah, all I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind Play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine Tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind Yeah, uh, yeah She in a room full of people but she still all alone The type to be at dinner but the bitch still on her phone Dont know the cost of a dollar, but know a quarter zone Chargin daddys credit card, but quick to say she grown She addicted to the Gram like cocaine Couple of hunnid thousand likes on a picture, she call it fame Pullin up in that exotic, she feel like she gotta steal Be for real, she aint kiddin like she on a pill Sippin Stillhouse, my bank account is evergreen, your shit is Millhouse Throwin singles in the club, your money still spouse Fuckin Joe Schmo, just because he famous Bitches want it but know they cant attain us They hella shameless Livin that life and we know when its one in a million Rear to say, a motherfucker million, Im goin for billlions Goin for billions like aye Come now boy, now check this flow Quarter million on the necklace though Jump on the track and minister the flow Way too high to feel the slow When I got my pain and I got my fame Never one and the same, but I cant complain Ima murder the game, Rattpack all up in this thing I know these motherfuckers hatin, yeah I swear I wish you would But two dollar holla, got my back, so its all good Haha Bobby, why you had to do it like that? You know, for old time sake, yadadamean? Lets be great, you know Me and Bobby its full circle, we comin to rear cycles I just signed my Puma deal but Im wearin rare Michaels Shes like, Wait my girlfriend here, but we dont wear titles 6AM, sniffin lines of Bon Iver vinyls Walk out cookies, and we empty out these dope containers I write my verses while she rollin goldie locks and papers In my city Im a legend, you all owe me favors They lead to Vegas, we still mobbin for these Oakland Raiders She fell in love with Yola, she fell in love with SoHo She fell in love with downtown, 3M lease for no Ciprianis with her friends, she orders the risotto That pussy so good, break the beatles, so she feel like Yoko Her favorite rappers Gerald, but now shes into Bobby She grew up in Snob Hill in Fresco hella snotty She seen it all, so shes so unimpressed by my Ferrari Her attitudell sting, I mean this bitch is Waspy Takin it back to the days I was emailin blogs my own music, man Shout out Pigeons and Planes, shout out to Confusion, yeah I mean it was a time you had to be there Just kids with bright eyes and big dreams, man Me and Bobby go back like seats and scrapers, come on Yeee, ayy Hahaha Shout out Coose my goose Shout out Jesse Camp Ayy, uh, ayy, uh, ayy, uh Shout out Tyler Yee Shout out Bobby Bruderle8Embed

Not Right Now LyricsLyrics from Snippet: I dont wanna think about a goddamn thing right now I just wanna sit down, but the whole wide world want me to dig deep down But I dont want to, but I cant do that, oh, no, no, not right now Im so high , that Im not comin down You know I know Im not tryna come down Back to the killin and back to the murder And back to the place where if you dont agree with What they all agree with, then they wanna murder, them Oh no, not right now, oh no, not right now I dont wanna think about a goddamn thing right now I just wanna sit down, but the whole wide world want me to dig deep down But I dont want to, but I cant do that, oh, no, no, not right now Im so high that Im not comin down You know I know Im not tryna come down Back to the killin and back to the murder And back to the place where if you dont agree with What they all agree with, then they wanna murder, them1Embed

Shade 45 Freestyle LyricsIt feel like just yesterday I was broke as hell Livin life behind these bars like I couldn’t make the bail, shit Workin at Wingstop cookin chicken that was boneless Till my sister kicked me out before Christmas and I was homeless Girl I ain’t mad at ya you know I love you the same Cause all I did was light the fire to break up in this game I had a girl for a while, she was the love of my life Thought we’d have a couple kids, she’d be my lover, my wife Till she felt it wasn’t working so I asked what was next She said “nothing” and left me with that goodbye sex That was 2010 felt like I would die then Till I packed up the mics and fuck it all and fully dived in Fast forward a couple years my flow is fully infectious Up in your system like Tetanus, close to your heart like a necklace In private events, Kevin Liles and John Gotti Trey Songz and even Trey’s mom what a party This the life that I’m livin, can’t forget where I came Maryland just like Monroe man all of yall know the name It’s been a long time comin, and this music all I got And even though I knew Id always make it still who woulda thought Def Jam, goddamn, but you know we keep it visionary V’s up, till we on top like missionary Conversations while the Empire State in the backdrop Spittin bars with Nas on the Manhattan rooftop Talkin business and predicting what quarter the tape will drop 15, writing rhymes, inspired by Illmatic I’m still at it, every record I record leave the record shattered Cause I’ll be in the lab for a month Searchin for inner peace through meditation like a monk I’ll be, makin that music, makin, makin that music that Resonates from the burbs to the hood I remember wishin Yeezy would sign me to GOOD But now we on the same label so the shit’s all good And to be honest I’m glad that I did it myself Cause I know what’s in store like I stock the shelf All the hip hop fans, they gotta wait through the commercial But they know the feature presentation gon be universal That rehearsal thinkin bout my life And how you know I refuse to be blinded by the light And everything is all right RattPack, Visionary all day it’s Logic I’ll be spittin this never written ridiculous goddamn off the top of the dome I’m murderin every single one of they chromosomes I’m reppin Maryland to the fullest, push us but never pull us you know the deal This is how we do it all the time, we keep it real It’s that RattPack, hit you with a gat, crack crack Like that never slack goddamn now can you feel it Can I ride wit ya, paint this picture like I got it so ridiculous I got it like that, ain’t no need for grippin the gat Keep it ratt, never slack, motivation attack Goddamn I could feel it this is strictly off the top It’s never written cause that shit is forbidden I’m never kiddin like the miss that’s on that birth control Goddamn, the second that I feel the vibe And yes I’m fuckin up so that’s how you know that this shit is so goddamn real Tell me how you feel, how you feel, never squealed like that Blat, hit you with a gat, sike nah NYC to MD the L-O-G-I-C I’m reppin in Yes I gotta get it, second that we steppin in It’s strictly off the top I could feel the energy, I ain’t talkin E-N-E-R-G-Y I mean inner G, that’s the shit they never see But I’ll hold supremacy, number one I bet I’ll be Bitch I said I better be Tryin to take my kindness for weakness Get the better of me, fuck that Never stop with that This is how we doin, pack it back then I hit that Ridiculous, understand it’s ridiculeless You can never top this, you can never stop this Hundred thousand first week, album when I drop this Goddamn can you feel it that’s the man Said it’s Logic7Embed

’95 Tip Lyrics This right here, homie This that first take shit, you know what I’m saying? For my real heads All my real hip hop motherfuckers, they know theyre Roots shit You know what I mean? So we gon get it like this Let that beat drop, Psychological I spit fifties and shit hundreds Do shit thats undid Spontaneously combust in these bitches guts I get em wet, no need to touch Break their back like Dutches Keep em close like the toast I clutch Never the less, Im never depressed, I keep feelings suppressed One of the best but need to listen if Ima progress Im ready to live, Im ready to die, Im ready to ride for rap I said it on a record, now I cant take it back Stop, I shut it down like a bloodclot Smoke MCs, like a fuckin bumbaclot Mic check, I come to catch wreck Death before dishonor so Im coming for your neck I pop MCs like Hymens Yall glass posing in studs, but Im a diamond Now recon, you need to listen, Im never dissin Unless your shit is wack, Ill beat you into submission Catch me fishin cause Im eating for a lifetime Wisdom in my mind, Im a star watch me shine Fucking your bitch from behind, record it and hit rewind Im nasty, construct rhymes like rhinoplasty A hip-hop statue, rhymes coming at you, God bless you When I kick wisdom it never stress you or test you Unless you a dumb ass motherfucker Yeah, no want no more Fuck it, ayo Said this is mathematic tactics Murder this rap shit Intravenously inject my prophylactics Inhale my words like a fresh batch of Vicks Similar to black ice cause the flow so slick Whats up, rappers hear the rhyme they slit they wrists up Do a whole lotta talking, no rapping like fisticuffs Ah, yeah, Thats all you sayin but Im sprayin and I cant get enough Raw, rugged and rough, my alter ego, Mr. Tough Ill call your bluff, face to face never snuff I murder you with predicate poetic balletic shit No mercy cause if I grip the mic they might curse me Da Vinci flow, when I grip the mic I’m in control Before I manifested tendons, I was rhyming as a embryo Living in vertigo, half of these fuckers dont know Yeah, all day. Drop tracks like that, all nuts in. Maryland stand up, thats it. Im out, peace, one love. Fuck if you doubt me Todd? Todd? Would you care for a glass of grape juice? I said, what? Nigga, what the fuck is juice? I want some grape drink, baby1Embed

Breath Control Lyrics Yeah, yeah Tell me who really want it Everything that they talking about, I already done it Dont fuck with their narrative and how they spun it Like Clive Campbell, I’ma set an example My flow ample over this sample Leave the beat trampled, never one to ramble Head to toe in that camo Blowing up trees like Rambo This is the way, bitch, Im repping that Mando Got a lot of money, dont need a Lambo Back in the day, I was in a minivan though Back in the day, I was in a minivan, oh Sippin’ on something and whippin it slow 2010, I remember whеn I was living in my godmothers in G-Burg, thats my word Bumping Mac Miller K.I.D.S., Kush and OJ Wiz Look in the mirror, Im hoping its his day Givе a fuck what the kids say Logic bringing it back to the rap shit, that 2 Dope Boyz, Dat Piff Give a fuck about a rap list One in a million, Im on that list On the map like a atlas Talk shit, get hit with a fat lip Smoking that buddha then dip in the pussy, we call it the catnip Run the game like a 3090, leave em all behind me Step back, motherfucker, don’t try me ’Cause Im me, you know it’s LogicEmbed

Mars Only pt. 3 Lyrics Damn, I hate writing a rap And then memorizing the whole shit and then Just taking a shower, and then you forget Uh, ayo Break fast like a gat blast, its half passed Time to get rid of the trash, dont do it for the cash Im writing beats while Im whippin the BM Shit that make you throw up your hands like 12 PM Youngins on the come up, yeah I see em, Im the old head now Uncle at the barbeque like Go head now! But we aint stuck in the past We living in the moment tryna make it last like a photograph All the way from Maryland to Malibu, this rap shit will humble you Thеn balance you, challenge you, ayy, chеck it, ayy I used to think it was bad bitties and big chains Looking up to Yeezy realizing that was his thing But then again, I was never one for the big brain Dilla-dolla bill, presidential on my wrist, mane Yoga flip flame, fuck what everybody doing Right here Im with this thing, you got cars, homie? You got bars, homie? This is out of this world, this is Mars only, yo, ayo Not too many can do what I do, Im the rap bastard My style been perfected and mastered Get mad or get pestered, with Doc. D getting plastered Lyrically, Im Skywalker if he ever went to the dark side I got gas like Far Cry, R.I.P Its the M-A-D to the G-I-C Logic and Madlib is MadGic, your catalogue tragic Fuck a underground, fuck a pop sound Made this whole album in a lockdown, hip hop is our town Hairline like Doc Brown but Im killin it Madvillainous, fuck a review We make it for the people who feeling this Fifteen years, yeah, we still in this, yo, ayo Broke in the pop game and they say I sold out, okay, no doubt Goal for the window of any business a sold-out sign For making it independently, Im the outline You could never out-rhyme, outshine Bout time that I got the recognition They love you when you aint got no pot to piss in Shut the fuck up and listen Yeah I was here and then they ditch him I retire, then they miss him I come back, and then they bitchin like Ah! Yes, this is so You know what it is? Ive never rapped like this before, and its actually hard It is actually a challenge, bro And thats what fuckin music is about And thats what hip-hop is about Matter fact, save this nigga Put it in the hook, here we go Yo, ayo This is lyrics when you hear them, bow down and revere it Aint no need to fear it less your shit is wack Got nothing but bars, word to Bourbon Street, hard as concrete Take a scalpel to your ankles just to show you defeat Let it register, then peep the receipts, you sow what you reap A lyrical freak, far from my peak, and the word on the street I bring the heat, I cant lie to you Im here to body you, to hit the motherfuckin rendezvous Check, shit is god level, the revel, nobody can rebel Im sick as the devil, Im Dwayne Johnson, you fuckin pebble Presidential with the vessel, never one to embezzle My dick big, my money gross, lets toast to excess Peep the success, bitch, Im in the middle of Little Italy Literally no way you could never get rid of me Cause I started from the bottom, the basement, the fucking garbage Now Im on top and you talking shit, hell nah, bitch You mad that Im rich, you mad that I made it Ill rub it in your face and paint it in your blood just to illustrate it Leave these pussies castrated and faces exacerbated Spend all day talking about me, you fascinated Ill rip your intestines out of your abdomen Through your asshole and choke you with em Im sicker than venom, Ill murder you like OGs in prison Do to child molesters and rapists of women Im a beat shark that grew legs and evolved from swimming You know I started from the bottom, flows I got em Bars, I got em, yeah you know I fuckin got em Leaving you stuttering to g-g-get shit out like Joe Biden Ridin in the whip with the homies on some m.A.A.d city shit This that gritty shit, Brooklyn Nine-Five, New York City shit You can hate me now, P. Diddy shit I started from the bottom, yeah I really did And everything they say is true when you get really big $500,000 for a gig, thats why I bought a Charizard for a quarter mil Hip-Hop Twitter mad, fuck how you feel7Embed

Do What You Love Lyrics Yeah, yeah HitREC●rd Joe Ah! Not one to jump the gun just for fun But we livin in the era where the people on the run From the young to the old We live by the code Do what you love in life Unless it can get you runnin from the po-po, woo! Now that money aint a thing like, woo! Screamin money aint a thing like Most these people only worry bout the bling like, uh Let LeBron worry bout the ring like, uh Most of these people aint what they seem like, uh Claim to be happy now they dont seem right, uh Runnin around without a dream like, uh Driven by money caught at the green light, woo! Addicted to the game like a fiend like, uh! Addicted to the game like a fiend like, uh! Addicted to the game like a fiend like, ah! Addicted to the game like, like... Uh, do what you love, do what you love Do what you love, do what you love Come now, do it now, uh Do what you love, do what you love Do what you love, do what you love Come now, do it now, uh Do what you love, do what you love Do what you love, do what you love Come now, do it now, uh Do what you love, do what you love Do what you love, do what you love Come now, do it now, uh Grinding up from the pavement And, man, I just gotta make it Just young, broke, and infamous Work-in with diligence, tryna pay the dividends And if I never do it, at least I pursued a passion That brought me moments of magic But this is just everlasting Young Sinatra on a song with the Persian boy Who dreamed this moment up all alone From the bottom of my heart, thanks to God up above Cause he gave me the guidance to do what I love I got a mind full of doubt And a heart full of gold Ive gotta find a way Im tryna push to the top The thought of heaven is sold Back to the things I love Cause Ive given up But you gotta keep working Keep pushing And find a place to start Ive gotta find a way And youll find it Youll find it Youll find it deep in your heart Ahhhhhh! Do what you love, do what you love Do what you love, do what you love Come now, do it now, uh Do what you love, do what you love Do what you love, do what you love Come now, do it now, uh Do what you love, do what you love Do what you love, do what you love Come now, do it now, uh Do what you love, do what you love Do what you love, do what you love Come now, do it now People judge and people hate People seek to silence And to satiate People claim theyre true and real But all that matters Is the love, only you can feel Ayy! Money, money, money, money You know if I got it, they wont take it from me But if I dont got it, they know they wont love me Cant do what I love No, I cant do what I love Need that when push come to shove Thats why my brother selled drugs Call me the plug Living like I never had it Mama was an addict Listen to the statics In the streets, then I added to the beats Money make the world go round Money make a girl go down like That is a lie Come now boy open your eyes You hypnotized By the media Mo money we make We seem to get greedier, yeah! Seem to get greedier Now, stop it, just do what you love Come now, just do what you love Just do what you love Come now, just do what you love Come now, just do what you, do what you, do what you love Not for the money, said Not for the women, said Not for the cars and the clothes that you love Come now, just do what you love Come now, just do what you, do what you, do what you love7Embed

Fun Up Here Lyrics Good job, 1st I fell in love with a sunset I fell in love with a cloud I dont remember how I got here I just know I’m lookin down Its fun up here, feelin’ real good Man, its fun up here, Im feelin real good I fell in love with my damn self My freckles and my back I fell in love with the whole world I know it loves me back Thats why it put me high Its fun up here, feelin real good Its fun up here, I’m feelin’ real good Im just slidin’ down a rainbow, got a lotta leg room Im lookin for my pot of gold I know Ill get it soon Uh, I got lovin in my blood, man, Im feelin real yummy John Hamilton and Attaman, Im keepin good company How come a pair of eyes is pretty and a rainy day is ugly? Man, I aint got nothin, so you cant take nothin from me Cause its fun up here, and Im real good You know its fun up here, Im feelin real good Yeah, uh I woke up today in a mansion Im seven out of ten handsome But my talent make me a tenant, so Kick you to the curb, Ted Danson Chillin in a droptop, pedal to the high top My studio is a hotbox No baby, dont stop, no baby, dont drop Cant see these haters like a Bird Box Livin on food stamps, dyin on welfare Dyin and I had no healthcare Wake up blessed everyday, lifes slippin away And Im actin like I dont care I got a job, I got a bed, I got a beautiful home, I aint dead I got a mind of my own, Im richer than money Oh yeah, boy, you heard what I said Money cant fill your heart Money cant fill your heart Money cant fill your heart Money cant fill your heart Money cant fill your heart Money cant fill your heart Money cant fill your heart Only love can fill your heart, only fill your heart Its fun up here, feelin real good Its fun up here, feelin real good1Embed

No Country for Old Man Lyrics Think about kids, think about bills Think about how to maintain these mills Think about youth on drugs and pills Tryna remember just how that shit feel Broker than hell and tryna get a deal But now that I made it, it dont feel real Like its gon fall away, and Ima wake up homeless in the Holloway Growing up never ever had a holiday, now Im like Halliday From Ready Player One son How I used to think about it, how you used to think son Think about hoes, think about clothes Wishin I had like six zeros Hit up the club through Bentley doors Dollar, dollar bills and bank loans Wanna be loved, just wanna be celebrated If I elevated they would never hate it, Im a renegade it Say they love me, say they want me Say they bump me in they whip Ima go platinum from rapping You hear me, Im snapping and killin this shit Murder em all on some villainous shit Murder em all on some villainous shit Like, like, like What you doing, what you thinking, whats been on yo mind? Are you grinding, are you rhyming? Spending all your time In the studio they dont know what you feelin inside Gotta get it all off your chest What you doing, what you thinking, whats been on yo mind? Are you grinding, are you rhyming? Spending all your time In the studio they dont know what you feelin inside Gotta get it all off your chestEmbed

Skyscraper Lyrics Im building up my money, call it skyscraper paper I got models, I got strippers, I got bitches Im a player Im in that residential, waving hi to my neighbors Then Im on that next flight saying bye to my neighbors Im building up my money, call it skyscraper paper I got models, I got strippers, I got bitches Im a player Im in that residential, waving hi to my neighbors Then Im on that next flight saying bye to my neighbors I made it outta my hood I know some niggas wish I was back there Thats why old friends is just old friends Im in Chuck Taylors with a low brim Got my old Tims and my North Face From the old days in that cold place Now its rose and good kush California living on my sole face I got no shame, from the nose bleeds to the center stages at long way How I got here? Niggas want to act like its not fair Just cause I know millionaires who know billionaires Cause im a thousandaire who tryna get there I used food stamps to fill the frigidaire Now its weekend trips up to big bear I got a swimming pool in my backyard Couple pitbulls in my backyard Couple bitches in bikinis, barbecues what the fuck were you doing? You finally get a backyard Been in Australia, New Zealand, all of Europe in the last month I could use this fuel thats in that blunt Smoke it to the head dont pass once And I know my neighbors upset, cause we aint been to sleep yet We playing these beats on repeat for a week and im just warming up as a heat jack And we dont get a reset, so Im doing this shit without a regret She say she wanna stay and get her feet wet But Im diving in to the deep end, better reach in Im building up my money, call it skyscraper paper I got models, I got strippers, I got bitches Im a player Im in that residential, waving hi to my neighbors Then Im on that next flight saying bye to my neighbors Im building up my money, call it skyscraper paper I got models, I got strippers, I got bitches Im a player Im in that residential, waving hi to my neighbors Then Im on that next flight saying bye to my neighbors Recognize real when I write this Never do it like this, RattPack be the hypest Goddamn can you feel it, hold up motherfucker let me kill it run it back like that Got your back like chiroprac- hit you with the gat like brrra Nah, never that, goddamn, now they wonder who the man Ima sell a hundred thousand, first week by the man Vs up be the band, L-O-G-I-C that be the brand From Maryland to the west fuck all the rest we connected Took a while but we respected, now they know yeah Im just looking for a reason to cut some people off Zero tolerance, no hollering just pissem off This aint no new years resolution, nigga this all year Im tryna keep my circle tight cause nigga this our year Im extra cold flying through the no fly zone 44108 yeah thats that you can die zone King Chip the coldest that you ever lay eyes on Its a blessing for you haters to share my time zone Building up my money, call it skyscraper paper7Embed

Dope Talent Lyrics Blessed with all the dope talent Pray they switch their techniques up Drop so much they cant keep up Losin count, account balance Seen the world and world peaced up Whats the squad without the deep one? Rollin weed I gotta keep one Cause lifell turn you to a savage Blessed with all the dope talent Pray they switch their techniques up Drop so much they cant keep up Losin count, account balance Seen the world and world peaced up Whats the squad without the deep one? Rollin weed I gotta keep one Cause lifell turn you to a... I used to think I didnt have it, but I never give up on a challenge You say I cant do it, I go out and do it I do what I want, dont ever get it backwards You must been misinformed, Ive been active and animated Got the cameras waitin, I love myself just like I am No transformations, Ive been patient Flyin right under your radar, if you boss up you cannot be laid off Fuck what theyre sayin they try me, talk all that shit behind me This shit gon pay off, the difference between me and them is I dont take a fuckin day off So my nigga keep laughing while Im givin you classics Back to back showin compassion, thank God Im- Blessed with all the dope talent Pray they switch their techniques up Drop so much they cant keep up Losin count, account balance Seen the world and world peaced up Whats the squad without the deep one? Rollin weed I gotta keep one Cause lifell turn you to a savage Blessed with all the dope talent Pray they switch their techniques up Drop so much they cant keep up Losin count, account balance Seen the world and world peaced up Whats the squad without the deep one? Rollin weed I gotta keep one Cause lifell turn you to a... Tell me how you wanna get it like this Ive been down for a minute, cant fight this Fuck around, yeah, you know I had to write this Do it like this, do it, do it, do it just like this Had to let em breathe Yeah, you know thats the type of shit I need Ive been workin like a maniac, oh, yeah Yeah that boy finna get it all, yeah Me and my homies, we all here, me and my homies been grindin In the studio we find em, yeah, you know that boy be shinin Im spittin, Im rhymin, remarkable timin, my flow, I think I know Logic, he got it for sure, murdered this shit with the laziest flow Blessed with all the dope talent Pray they switch their techniques up Drop so much they cant keep up Losin count, account balance Seen the world and world peaced up Whats the squad without the deep one? Rollin weed I gotta keep one Cause lifell turn you to a savage Blessed with all the dope talent Pray they switch their techniques up Drop so much they cant keep up Losing count, account balance Seen the world and world peaced up Whats the squad without the deep one? Rollin weed I gotta keep one Cause lifell turn you to a...5Embed

​introll Lyrics Hey I didnt see you there Im back Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah check it Check it, check it, yo Ayo, turn me up tho, yeah, yeah Aight bet, bet Nah a lil, yeah, some more Turn me up Nah, nah for real Aight, yeah, now turn me up Alright, here we go, yeah yeah Yeah Alright, here we go Here we go Ayo Ayo Ayo, ayo, check it Here we go Alright Yeah Uh Yeah, uh Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, check it, ayy, check it Listen, Im just tryna fuckin—1Embed

LOAD IT UP Lyrics Yeah, mayne M-Town, mayne What Juicy say? He be like, Shut the fuck up! We dont play in the M  We dont play no games, mayne Yeah, yeah , loaded Load that shit up, mayne , yeah, yeah Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Cant fold it up Hold it up Load it up Juicy J the G.O.A.T. , my joint long as a rope Lil mama roll it, lick it, light it, I want all the smoke I dont want relations, baby, I just wanna poke Know all them niggas money funny, I cant take a joke Whats that in my cup? Hol up, whats that in your chain? Boy, your diamonds cloudy, its a heavy chance of rain Bro, stay in your lane , we dont ball the same Quarter million dollar watch, I left it plain jane Bitch, dont act saditty, you with the big ol titties You got a million followers but drive a Honda Civic Nigga aint playin with me, they already know whats up Like a U-Haul truck, bitch, Im always loaded up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Cant fold it up Hold it up Load it up Load it up and let it ride, we aint fuckin with the other side Rollercoaster with these bullets, bitch, cause Ima let em ride Last nigga tried to rob, swear to God that nigga died Fell in love with killin, bitch, Im tryna catch a homicide Ayy, bitch, Im loaded like potatoes, I want the bread just like tomatoes And if a nigga want some beef , bitch, you know that Ima k em And Ima feed his ass hollows, Glocks, yeah, we pop those Give a nigga shells like he orderin some tacos She seen my pockets, yeah, a nigga loaded These bitches flat just like a nigga bloated Bitch, my money real long, I cant even fuckin fold it Glock on my hip, you know a nigga tote it You know and I aint gotta show it If I off this motherfucker, guaranteed that a nigga blowin , yeah Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Load it up Cant fold it up Hold it up Load it up 5Embed

Big Boy’s Neighborhood Freestyle Lyrics I say, “hey now, brother,” sike, nah L-O-G-I-C, all up in this vicinity, you know its me This is how we do it all day Goddamn, can you feel it All up in the spirit I can get it, I can do it L.A, hell yeah, let me get it for the bay For the M to the D, to the N.Y.C This is how we do it, bout to kick this free off the top This is how we do it all the time I just kicked Nikki in the fucking face Goddamn, can you feel it when Im all up in the place Gotta do it right now, gotta do it right now When I spit it, no, you know Im never lost Hold up, tell me big, how much is a pie cost? Let me get it, let me spit it, let me bring it back like this We having a good time, design this rhyme I spit, random thought off the top, of my mind Goddamn, can you feel it, yes, I got it, feeling hella good Aint got no drivers license, but you know Im driven The second I spit it, everything thats what Im giving Yeah, I get it off the top, T-O-P, I gotta say it I spray it, never delay it the second I mayday it Goddamn, I’ma get it on, gotta get it on Gotta spit it, I get it, I rip it, can you feel it now Like Im Jamaican, Im spittin’ off the top, brudda! Goddamn, let me get it, word to your mother Im having fun, gotta do it Never, never pack the gun ‘Cause I spit it off the top like a ton Goddamn, yeah, I gotta do it one time Def Jam, Vs up, this is how we do, it ease up Please up, can you feel it all up in my spirit It doesnt even matter, random thought These, these, this decision I get it, second incision And spit it and this is how we do it, yeah, I gotta get it Never regret it the second I said it, its so fucking pathetic Your etiquette murder your predicate Bring it back again Half-white, half-black again This is all they want to talk about, and yeah, Im macing in I got Krystal Bee to the right, Louie G to the left Everything is out of sight and Im going off Under Pressure, October 21, already came out Gotta spit this free verse Strictly off the top, I never drop, never stop Oh, goddamn, go to Best Buy and fucking cop, get the physical This is how we do it so medicinal No, Im never smoking, but your girl is chocking on this — whoo! Sorry bout that, let me bring it back Can you feel it, goddamn, goddamn I could go on for days and days, never delays and laze This is how we do, spit it, think I need some sun rays Ive been in the house too long, just spitting this Let me change up the beat, yeah, Im ripping this, I got it You know you got it on the ones and the twos My mans in there, doing what it dos Im from Maryland, in your system like heroin This is how we do it, can you feel it when Im staring in Im just going and going, Im flowing and flowing, why? Im ripping and living and striving to kill it To rip, I gotta get it right now when I do it When I got it, when we crewin’, uh You want me to stop, should I stop, should I keep going? Should I keep flowing? Never knowing the direction in which Im going I spit it, I got it, I gotta get it, goddamn And you dont, and you dont, and you dont And you dont, and you dont, and you dont And you dont, and you dont, and you dont, and you dont, and you dont stop! My favorite, my favorite song of all time is what? Something by Wu-Tang, or maybe Ice-Cube It Was a Good Day This is all I gotta say, yeah, you know the deal Yeah, you know the deal, how I feel I could keep going and going and going and going and going on This is how we do it til the break of dawn Goddamn, I was in New York yesterday, now Im in L.A I just dont know what to say Im feeling so damn good Feeling so damn fine like Mos Def in Brooklyn in a park West Deer Park, come out after dark, thats where the murder start Dont let me stop, let me stop, let me keep it going This is how we do it Switch the beat up again, switch the beat up again, come on And you dont, and you dont, and you dont And you dont, and you dont, and you dont And you dont, and you dont, and you dont, and you dont, and you dont stop! Check it, check it, let me keep it up This is how we do it, let me beat it up Im feeling this villainous vibe, this shit is hella crazy You never amaze me, Im never feeling lazy Like I said, this is random thought, the shit that cant be tought Its just emotional I never provoke it, I spit it, never choke it Goddamn, this aint, no 8 Mile, B-Rabbit The second I spit it, I gotta have it, I gotta do it Never dab it like my homie Slay Dro at the crib This is how we do it, put it in the bitches rib Everything I got is what Im finna give But my queen, shes a beauty This is how we do it, goddamn, such a cutie Uh, let me spit it, yeah, shes sweet like 5 stars I gotta get it right now Im kinda hungry, bout to hit Five Guys, pause Sike, nah, Im just fuckin’ around Let me get it, no beef Nah, we squash that, this is how we do it We bout the lettuce, we toss that, uh, goddamn Its so crazy, such a particular case My man Louie G looking like he just came back from outer space Its just much more than a hare race, youre moving at a snails pace Goddamn, Im just switchin’ the flow Never know, half-white, half-negro You know we gotta spit it, thats for sure I love who I am, love who I aint This is how we do it, let me spit it Just let me paint, the picture, the second I get richer, I get bigger Can you feel it, the second I got it, I got six figures and commas I never pause though, unless I need it, this is how we do it Thats word to Anita, we need to bring it back I love the beat, lets go again Lets go again, lets go again, come on And you dont, and you dont, and you dont And you dont, and you dont, and you dont And you dont, and you dont, and you dont, and you dont, and you dont stop! Let me spit it like this its, so ridiculous Goddamn, I know you feel it Wu-Tang, hit you with the killer B Goddamn, thats my thing when I spit it, when I sing Oh my God, going crazy, it never does amaze me Never lazy when I spit it off the top The topic is hella awesome Yo, its like freestyle, the art of a rhyme The second I spit it, in my mind, I design I bring it back, I might say some of the things twice Or three times in a row, but it doesnt matter, thats for sure We just having a good time The second I rhyme, I spit it divine Goddamn, its so crazy, its off the top of my mind Im from Maryland, how many times must I say it I spray it, never delay it, I bring it back like this Uh, I look around, I see a lot of beautiful people Whats next after Under Pressure, the sequel? Maybe a prequel, we take it back, even before my birth, where hip-hop started This is how we do it, damn, goddamn I never farted, but this shits stinking This is how we do it Second that I get it, youre probably thinkin’ Im drinkin’ But I never touch this stuff ‘Cause the only thing I need to succeed is this money in my pocket, goddamn Wanted to greed, unless we want to talk gluttony And even something else from the seven deadly How we get it, yeah, Im ready, just the medley I be on, goddamn, its crazy, this is when Im going Goddamn, I just feel it, I love it, I gotta get it This is how we do it, switch it up, speed it up Let me get it, thats enough Goddamn, can you feel it Can we go one more time, come on tell em, lets go One more time, come on, tell em, lets go How we go now And you dont, and you dont, and you dont And you dont, and you dont, and you dont And you dont, and you dont, and you dont, and you dont, and you dont stop! Now this, this right here is the finale Its never written, that shit is forbidden Is you kiddin‘, you gotta see me now This is how they do it when they see me, yes, I smile All the time, spit it off the top, when I do I rhyme I gotta keep it going, gotta, gotta keep it flowing I just love it, nothing above it the second I touch it The second I got it, its ever enough Im like a human dictionary, paint pictures like pictionary Its hella scary, these motherfuckers think that they can see me But, I see right through yall See, I see the bigger picture like I work at the movies These motherfucking groupies wanna get next to me Im like nah, bitch, dont touch me, you need to understand Im an actually, Im a nice guy, so, I dont fuck with hoes You understand what Im saying? Im all about my money, all about this shit All about my team, all about the hits This is what I gotta do, this shit is legendary, its never scary The second I spit it, its what? Its like an obituary What Im spitting isnt written, ‘cause I murder you motherfuckers off the top This is how we do it, yeah, I bring the ruckus Im a good motherfucker, and I represent hip-hop So, all this other extra bullshit, please stop This is who I am, I am just a man, I am, who I am Motherfucker, thats me The L-O-G-I-C, repping V, Visionary off the top Shoutout to the R-A-double-T-P-A-C-K, everyday How we get it, and the BobbySoxers, yeah, I know yall, love ya I gotta get it, yeah, I gotta get it Yeah, Im not kidding like I aint have a rubber Goddamn, can I get it, word to your mother Im just a man, I be loving it, loving it, rubbing it, rubbing it Come on, baby girl, tell me how you feel, let me get it, let me get it Let me get it, let me get it, can you feel it? Im just loving it, loving it Bring it, bring it right back, this is hella cazy Maybe half on the sack, used to smoke a little tree, back in tenth grade Honeys, honeys, I could never evade I was just skipping school, breaking all the rules, coming from a broken home Felt like I was, I was all alone in, in, all up in a different type of zone I would close my eyes, and then I hit the microphone Goddamn, I was writing in my past, just a young man Its kinda crazy, I feel like you could just keep going forever, forever, forever-ever? Like my name was Andre 3k Goddamn, thats what I gotta say But I’ma stop it right here, right now, understand No other MC could measure October 21st, it was done, Under Pressure Its Logic3Embed

SHAWTY BAD Lyrics Ayy, man We gettin higher than a mothafucka, man We got the mothafuckin RattPack up in this bitch Say whats up, man  Yall know what it is Shut the fuck up, lets get it Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag She got real ass and she real bad She got real swag and a real bag She got real ass and she real bad She got real swag and a real bag She get the bag, she get the check She give it to me, then she give me the neck Fuck around, get it like this, I get I get the pussy, yeah, Bobby a vet Cause Ive arrived, dawg Greatest of all time with the rhyme when I die, dawg CC dub on check and the glove when I ride, dawg I aint got no main, all my girls on the side, dawg Yeah, you know I got it, flow hypnotic cause Im sippin, dawg Fuck around with Bobby, yeah, you, you probably trippin, dawg Shawty bring it back, its a fact She get the bag, she get the check She give it to me, then she give me the neck Look, a motherfucker bust a nut like a TEC Pussy so good, it demand my respect Pussy so good that she made me protect Pussy so good, I sent her to the spa, dawg Pussy so good, hit it raw, dawg Get it all, dawg, get it all, like goddamn Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag She got real ass and she real bad She got real swag and a real bag She got real ass and she real bad She got real swag and a real bag Shawty bad as hell, she a real nigga dream Pull up on the scene rockin Fendi and Céline All she want is cream, she like, Fuck a wedding ring When she walk, that ass bounce. like that ass got springs You know my sauce drippin like a snotty nose On the picture. all the bitches be like, Body goals Bought a Bentley on her own, dropped a payment on her home I said, Damn, lil mama poppin, gotta put her in a song Took her on a date, she wouldnt even let me pay I had pussy for dessert, real nigga lick the plate And its soakin wet, Juicy J gon make it splash Shawty independent, she bought everything but her ass Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag Shawty bad and she got a bag She got real ass and she real bad She got real swag and a real bag She got real ass and she real bad She got real swag and a real bag 14Embed

ThirstMail Lyrics Rattpack Boii ! is not available right now Please leave a detailed message after the tone Hey Logic, hey How is it going its Marty Randolph I, erm, just got a couple things I wanna talk to you about Erm just give me a call when you can alright ? So give me a call back alright Hey Logic huuuu havent, havent had a chance to hear back from you just yet So its Marty Randolph over here in Sellout Records and I just erm Wanna talk to you about a couple things Just gimme a call back Allright Logic this is bullshit Youre gonna sign with us Youre gonna stop it Youre gonna stop just come on Just come on Oh my god ! Hey Logic ! Sorry about that uh, that last voice mail there right Haha I have no idea what what got in me I just, sorry about that Hey Logic, how you doing its Marty Randolph Just calling you to this And I really wanna set up a meeting with you I know we got up on the wrong foot I just got some great things that I wanna propose to you And if you dont like anything at all whatsoever You can completely walk away possibly Just sign, just please, just sign theyre gonna kill me Logic just sign, just, just sign your soul I need this, I need this ! Sign Logic Logic its Marty come on man Its Marty man please ! I need you to do this theyre gonna kill me Theyre gonna kill me Just sellout ! Just please man its Marty Randolph just sellout man please ! I live with a demon wife and a demon kid Illuminati Come on you know what I mean, just, just sign please ! Just sign 2Embed

Decades Lyrics I just wanna thank God for the life that I got Seen a lot of pain, yeah, I seen a lot Coulda copped that Lamborghini off the lot But money isnt everything Money isnt the reason that I sing I got a lot of chains, got a lot of bling But money isnt everything No, money isnt everything I just wanna thank God for the life that I got Seen a lot of pain, yeah, I seen a lot Coulda copped that Lamborghini off the lot But money isnt everything Money isnt the reason that I sing Yeah Yo, this motherfucker 6ix, man He played me this verse I had from like ten years ago, so I thought Id do it now Ayy, look to my left and see my brother sellin drugs Look to my right and see my sisters fuckin thugs Aint it funny how this life go? One moment, youre in the dark But when that light glow, its like youre seein for the first time As I penetrate your mind like a burst of ammunition that was shot out of a nine Im givin everything I got, so, yeah, it better be my time They said Id never make it, thats the reason I still rhyme now Feelin like Annie singin bout the Sun No food in my stomach, hopin that tomorrow gon come, yeah Maybe it wont, but I pray it will Cause drug dealers on the corner, they finna spray you at will And this music is a dream that I plan to fulfill Starin at the morgue through my windowsill In the beginnin, I was itchin, no, I couldnt sit still But when you got this much heat, its just too hard to chill I just wanna thank God for the life that I got Seen a lot of pain, yeah, I seen a lot Coulda copped that Lamborghini off the lot But money isnt everything Money isnt the reason that I sing I got a lot of chains, got a lot of bling But money isnt everything No, money isnt everythingEmbed

Butt Ass Naked Lyrics Cosmos Radio 105.7 Its the one and only DJ Buck Naked here With one of my favorite songs Top of the charts R&B number one for the last 33 years in a row Black Chocolate This is Butt Ass Naked Girl you know I need you Im gettin butt ass naked for you Got some little patron Soon Im gon feed you Im gettin butt ass naked for you Ayo Ay, baby girl lay it down When it comes to coochie know my way around Smash you up then afterwards your ass better not stay around Cause Doc D was never one for the relationship Fucking with bitches with three titties in outer space and shit I dont play games, Im not one for charades Went to the planеt Reptilion, and caught a case of Gatorades Whats up? Lеt me hit up, let me get up in your section This erection aint gon last for long, pass the bong Cause Im horny like a mastodon Hit it once and then I passed her on Hahahahaha Girl you know I need you Im gettin butt ass naked for you Got some little patron Soon Im gon feed you Im gettin butt ass naked for you Yeah Oh its been a long time since I seen that ass Im solid as a rock bitch, you got me Chevy truckin Im bout to surgically remove the panties So that I can George Clooney up inside your operating room Im tryna suck on your pussy Better than the 98 Châteauneuf-du-Pape, hit it from the top Tongue acrobatics, I do not stop Working on the pussy til you spasmin and orgasmin Its a cataclysmic event when Im the captain of the ship Captain of your clit Girl you know I need you Im gettin butt ass naked for you Got some little patron Soon Im gon feed you Im gettin butt ass naked for you 2Embed

Outer Space Gang Lyrics Hidden within each of us is not only the capacity to love and hate But to take that final step to be not only a creator, but a destroyer A mad, unreasoning killer Fisticuffs, turn my headphones up Yeah, yeah, sounds good, bruh Vibe with me one time, ride with me one time Ayy, yo, vibe with me one time, fly with me one time Ride with me one time, die with me one time Fly with me one time, vibe with me one time Ayy, yo, what the fuck you mean that you dont know me? The one and only alpha and omega of this universe Two to disperse the verse, and then converse in my Converse I do it for the love of destruction, not for the commerce Im livin large, I stay with dough like Marge Im MF DOOM meets El DeBarge Makin beats in my moms garage Three samples on one beat, its a creative ménage Crazy if you think you think you can see me, its a mirage Hit Vegas, put a hundred thousand down on black Grip the Gat, Vincent Vega that it come right back Step the fuck back, punk bitches get no slack Hop up in a time machine, Im a rhyme machine I go from different planet to planet to supply the fiends Get it by any means, Im in the matrix Need a vacation from all this fake shit Homie, I never take shit Record it first try, you get it by take six Cant fuck with a bitch if she suck more than eight dicks Grip the mic, take flight, all these phonies fake, right? Im Doc D and not me, Im too clean, you sloppy Destroy your whole shit soon as I drop the beat, what Yeah, beyond the surface to a higher purpose You not ready to elevate, you kinda nervous I be somewhere, outer space, smokin, writing verses You back at Earth, while Im bootleggin designer purses We not the same, boy, my physical can change form Pull out the Ralph Lauren rain coat when I brainstorm Im out the loop, the rippin the shuttle like a foreign Put the name in the rafters right next to Michael Jordan All gold like C-P-three-O Out the matrix with this shit, see me, see me, oh Retro like Neo, gee, oh, speak Creole Stackin big coins, I dont need no C-notes We gon time travel to the future a bit The year is 3033, Im in the coupe with your bitch They got me out in a space suit that dont fit But I got that old tool, if I shoot, I dont miss Yeah, whats up Doc? Heres a spliff This the type of shit make you forget about a bitch How you send the hook but still get hung up on a fish? Round here we eat plenty, incidentally, I suggest You recline a bit, yeah, I know destruction can be positive And half the world is sick, but I deal with it like a hologram Stay afloat, take a toke, bitch, just to process, man You dont have to use no pseudonyms, thats so synonymous With mass mayhem and bringin doom like Dumile The mass problems, no mans villain hatin each day I crash often, dust off my shoulders, then I replay Each level I get stuck on I keep buckin like Im Middleton Shoutout to my granddad, yeah, he made the family militant Thats another way of sayin we strapped like camp Pendleton With bars, no gas, yes, my shit could fly cars All my shit electric, these words contain charges, Im on First space flight First space flight Ive been contacted by a space creature by the name of Gorgon Says he works for, uh, Doctor Omega Now Doctor Omega is the one responsible for creating Doctor Destruction So, uh, how much is the bounty worth? Twenty million woolongs, dead or alive Preferably deceased First space flight Dont touch that dial, its Cosmos Radio First space flight First space flight First space flightEmbed

On Lock Lyrics I got it on lock, its official, now Im impossible to stop Aint no way your leavin on top Because I got it on lock Climb my way up now and I aint? Fallin I aint call it a game You see I got it on lock, aint no changin me Im exactly as I came to be Better cuff me up and hope these federals is taken me Lock me up in chains, even shackle up my name It aint change till one us see the game I got it on lock Going so you know Im trying to get it Eyes on the prize like I really want to hit it Mind on my money, money on mind like a fitted Give me the mic and you know Ima spit it This is hot, you call me Logic rising to the top, just watch it Now Im in the rap game but this still the same Got to grind, bring fame to my name Wake up go to work come home write Id rather be rapping on stage every night Perfecting that craft and getting it right Solo? No I think thats tight Ive been waiting in line at the D.M.V But now its time that youve heard of me Cutting lines they want to murder me Cause Im rising to the top quickly Im so ill they sick of me Said Im so ill they sick of me My etiquette sick, predicate sick So infectious I make medicine sick I got it on lock, will never stop Got yall addicted like Rick is to rock Im ready to bang, doing my thing Yall Tyrone Biggums, my music the cane Taking over the game With each and every set Your career is in jeopardy and Im Alex Trebek Ill drop a track thatll murder your whole camp for fun Im young Elroy, fly like a jet, son I got it on lock, its official, now Im impossible to stop Aint no way your leavin on top Because I got it on lock Climb my way up now and I aint? Fallin I aint call it a game You see I got it on lock, aint no changin me Im exactly as I came to be Better cuff me up and hope these federals is taken me Lock me up in chains, even shackle up my name It aint change till one us see the game I got it on lock Live with the mic I grip it Man I dare you to try to come pick it Always on point so you never gon get it Got rhymes for days the flow infinite I, kill the club when Im in it Rocking the game I am cemented I produce the real, they counterfeit it Setting it off like Jada Pinkett Yeah my lyrics is hot but the flow hydrate you like liquid If yall hands in the vault, Ill flip it Yall gon need jars in the game, never sip it Got it on lock when I walk with you shippin Yeah I got shoes to fill but I can fit em Call me the master sergeant I drill em Full Metal Jacket I kill em Im secured like A.D.T Yall distracted like A.D.D Yall aint touchin my self esteem, I hold keys like Mediene Young thriller, Ima beat em Haters know I dont need em Cause Logic get nasty, on my Jeffrey Dahmer I eat- eat- eat em Go back and check a second time Be sure and frisk it So many hot lines encrypted, you probably just missed it I flow narcissistic and keep a mirror in y boooth Even I cant believe Im saying this shit, I needed proof4Embed

We Ballin’ Lyrics Laced up, face up, about to get it right We aint givin up the W without a fight What you know about Friday Night lights? We the Eagles so we about to take flight Only one goal, never lose sight Step on the court, we ignite All the fans in the stands that are here tonight To watch us win, rockin the purple and white Gonzaga is connected, you know we stay with net And as for Nate Britts plays, his Js stay wet We got pros and they aint even in college yet What we think of the competition? They aint even a threat We ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin We ballin and we aint gon stop Gonzaga, Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, hunnid, we run it Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, homie you know we run it We ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin We ballin and we aint gon stop Gonzaga, Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, hunnid, we run it Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, homie you know we run it All day, all night yeah we get it in So there aint no way that we giving in Do it for the love not for the dividend Cause we all got passion and discipline When we in the paint, we mob em Big ben, he swats em Kris Jenkins is a problem Just ask Snoop we dog em You know we the center of attention 5 time champs not to mention Winnin games in every dimension Breakin ankles till we bench em Jay Jones used to replenish em Now he take score while we diminish em Colleague in my league be dissin him Dj and O, we finish em We ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin We ballin and we aint gon stop Gonzaga, Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, hunnid, we run it Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, homie you know we run it We ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin We ballin and we aint gon stop Gonzaga, Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, hunnid, we run it Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, homie you know we run it See this is basketball, half of yall Dont even know how to pass the ball But I master yall with these lyrics Step to the mic and I know that you fear it This is my dream, me and this team Cant relate homie you know what I mean Cause I got passion, they got heart We were destined from the start To rip it apart, never depart Quickly climbing up the charts So we gon last, watch us dash Whip the competitions ass We ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin We ballin and we aint gon stop Gonzaga, Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, hunnid, we run it Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, homie you know we run it We ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin We ballin and we aint gon stop Gonzaga, Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, hunnid, we run it Gonzaga, keep it one hunnid, homie you know we run it 2Embed

Lyricism Lyrics Uh, uh, uh I run game like a sony The original Mac Pro, sue Apple yeah they owe me Im real like iMac, you bootleg phony The center of attention but you at the cypher lonely When I step up on the stage everybody getting loud Call me double 07 cause I bond with the crowd Say he rhyming with the rest of em Up there with the best of em No style can compare like Marc Jacobs addressing em Inside the booth that’s my only safe haven Flyer than a 747 out of Reagan Ha, I keep the flow abstract Keep the toast close to my six pack so im ab strapped Nah, but it sounded tight right Yeah, I said this buzz Im creating is light years ahead To infinite and beyond my shit is bomb Like Al Qaeda carry on You want beef Ill give it to you classy like filet mignon motherfucker Ha yeah, yo shit is vary like a military commissary Oh my bad I mean cheesy cause your vocab it varies Give me the mic and you know Ima fucking smash this I want my record in constant rotation like the earths axis Never need to tighten up my game I spit ratchets Im David Blain you bammers is hat tricks Im a somersault off the boat you just a back flip Any competitor whatever come face me Homie im already straight you cant brace me Yeah, I keep my cool like AC That franchise flow you know we spread like Macys Any style, any pace I can flow it all Getting brain in the booth Ima know it all You bleeding right through yo face homie yes, you show it all I got that vi la Vida poker face I don’t show at all This is maturity homie but you don’t grow at all Pretends the fans minds is money I blow it all Yall slipping falling yall cant get up Call me Drakes ACL, I tear shit up No disrespect homie Nothing intended this is wordplay only Never synthetic I keep it real never keep it phony Stand out like blue jeans on the red carpet before the tonies It aint over till the fat lady sing and I got that bitch gagged I been red flagged by these posers that brag Im Comcast, they Fios I study they bios So if we beef I have the upper hand on all my rivals This is just a bit of lyricism for your mind Encrypted like Egyptian hieroglyphics and rewind And listen to the punchlines divine to blow ya fucking mind Enjoy yourselves1Embed

Perfect Day Lyrics And I’ve been looking at the stars all night It got me thinking how can I get away It got me thinking about a perfect day And I could tell you something we both know We can hustle but the streets get cold And I’ve been thinking how can I get away It got me thinking ’bout a perfect day She got the babysitter watching the kids She gettin’ sexy and theyre here all day She gonna party all her troubles away She must be thinking ’bout a perfect day We could be anywhere in the World But we right here We gon’ be right here For this perfect day Got me thinking ’bout a perfect day My perfect day No work today Got me thinking ’bout the breeze when the sun get hot On a water on the surface surface play Nah no turf today Told my man throw his work away I got a foolproof plan Make a couple of mill And I think it’s gonna work today ay And I could tell you something we both know We can hustle but the streets get cold And i’ve been thinking how can I get away It got me thinking about a perfect day She got the babysitter watching the kids She gettin’ sexy and theyre here all day She gonna party all her troubles away She must be thinking ’bout a perfect day We could be anywhere in the world But we right here We gon’ be right here For this perfect day Got me thinking ’bout a perfect day No gunshots no caskets No sirens flashing No V’s no police No handcuffs no rips no lashes We drunk no crashes Twist it up no passes No sticks no skins No seeds we blowing the finest grasses And i’ve been running in the streets all day And i’ve been looking at the stars all night It got me thinking how can I get away It got me thinking about a perfect day And I could tell you something we both know We can hustle but the streets get cold And i’ve been thinking how can I get away It got me thinking ’bout a perfect day She got the babysitter watching the kids She gettin’ sexy and theyre here all day She gonna party all her troubles away She must be thinking ’bout a perfect dayEmbed

Vibe With Me Lyrics I cant tell time when were together I just want to be here forever Wish I can press rewind All I want is love thats mine Uh-uh God damn vibe with me If you plan to keep it real you could ride with me Come on how you feel would you die with me Fuck around and make all of this worldwide with me Uh-uh God damn vibe with me If you plan to keep it real you could ride with me Come on how you feel would you die with me Fuck around and make all of this worldwide with me Uh-uh God damn vibe with me Uh-uh God damn vibe with me Uh yeah Okay now picture little Bobby just a youngin runnin down the road Living life to the fullest with anywhere to go Shooting for outer space where they would never dare to go They say you cant do it you listen youll never know Okay now picture little Bobby just a youngin runnin down the road Gang affiliated, getting faded with em Bustin shots and selling crack like only heaven knows Wake up every day and I thank God that aint the life I chose Yeah, Ive been feeling real good Talk to my brother on the phone, he still hood These Halle Berry bitches want me make em feel good Ran into my old bitch, but the pussy still good! God damn, they like how you do that? I give em my everything, but you already knew that Haters gonna hate man theyve been destined to do that I can find a cure for cancer and peoplell still boo that! Uh-uh God damn vibe with me If you plan to keep it real you could ride with me Come on how you feel would you die with me Fuck around and make all of this worldwide with me Uh-uh God damn vibe with me If you plan to keep it real you could ride with me Come on how you feel would you die with me Fuck around and make all of this worldwide with me Uh-uh God damn vibe with me Uh-uh God damn vibe with me Uh seem like my mind off in another place I just might disappear without a trace Talk all you want long as you know your place Im the one in the game Boy, you commentate the race Riding with my homies mane In the studio cutting records like cocaine Writin this shit like way back, when I was a no-name Even hungrier, than I was way before the fame No aint nothing the same God damn , they like how you do that? I give em my everything, but you already knew that Haters gonna hate man theyve been destined to do that I can find a cure for cancer and peoplell still boo that! They be saying Money my motivation If its any constellation Ive been feeling like a star without a constellation Beautiful women, I love them But in moderation Cause time is money in my occupation Now we know Now we know Now we know Uh-uh God damn vibe with me If you plan to keep it real you can ride with me Come on how you feel would you die with me Fuck around and make all of this worldwide with me Syrup sippin Grain grippin Thats that southern pimpin Paint drippin Finger flippin whoever be trippin So hypnotic Pulling strings, like to feel harmonic While my name circulate like a narcotic Pushing keys like Beethoven I got it And I do it with ease these motherfuckers forgot it Oh, but now they know 2Embed

Fire In The Booth Freestyle Lyrics Shout out Mos Def, all day See Imma strictly go into a different type of zone on this microphone They call me L-O-G-I-C, Im here up in the BBC I got to spit it with this free, its strictly off the T.O.P Yall know the deal we always keep it real, that RattPack Thats a fact, break a bitchs back When I get it, spit it like crack, doing 70 on this highway On in front of this bus and bussin my mind open Hoping these zeros will keep me coping on the ground Like coping no time to bring the dope and got this narco got me feeling lit Its been like 3 months since Ive been home Feel like forever how long Ive been gone Goddamn, its hella crazy This shit, it never faze me, amaze me The second I spit it I rip it ridiculous, hella crazy Ripping and living and striving and killing and ripping He know this deal, this is how we do it on the real This that random thought like Black Thought, The Roots Then that Mos Def, Tribe Called Quest, nevertheless Im spitting more never less When I get it, god damn, touching your bitchs breast, I insist I spit it I get it I rip it, its gotta be crazy When I do, it never do amaze me Im repping L.A now, used to be on M.D And this is how we do it from this free From the bay, to the bay, I jumped across the pond Gotta spit it, with this one like Im Harry Potter Hairy twatter, all up on these bitches The second I spit it far from the riches Its hella crazy this is random thought I said it once, I said it twice like a pneumatic device I bring these words, hella absurd sweetest spit at the curb Goddamn its hella crazy, no it dont amaze me when I spit this fire Higher than a sire, my first name is Sir, S-I-R Can you understand, this is how I get it Its hella crazy yeah I gotta keep it going Its strictly off the top, I dont know what Im saying Never delay em and damn, when I get it Im bringing them in This is how we do it so showed out This is how we do it so showed out, its hella crazy I went from America to Europe This is how we get it I spit it I rip it right back Im here with Charlie This is how we do it yeah the flow is hella gnarly Once again its L-O-G-I-C, up in B.B.C And this is how we do it gotta getem with the free, its Logic Oi! Was that from the top of the dome the whole thing? Yeah, off the top of the dome man, just having fun Wow, that was a mad ting, that was a mad ting Thank you, man Alright, you know what, now Ive seen youre real good off the top You put yourself in for it because I couldnt see you could do this I lot of rappers they come by, and they got their writtens ready I know, and sometimes they give you shit for it Even when you do it off the top Now its crazy freestyling is like so different But I just, I dunno I love to go off the top Sometimes it makes sense, sometimes it doesnt But youre just having fun, I think thats a part of the art Alright, you know what Im going to do, yeah? Im gonna just throw words into the mix And I wanna see you juggle the words and just throw them into your raps, yeah? Okay Alright, were gonna start with burgers in London Burgers in London, okay Check it, check it, uh, yeah I just got back from Ms The Lest cheeseburger the burglars stilling this Second I get it ridiculous, its hella crazy They quench my thirst to birth I gotta get it when Im hungry as fuck Up off this tour bus, its more of us Over here in Europe, yeah, then keep it going Give me another word, so I can keep it flowing, wassup Drake, you know hes one of the best, no contest But Im coming for the throne Spit it when I get it like a cyclone I murder the dome Its strictly off the top again so can we go Come again, lets go Uh, one extra, second I get it its the Best of the best, theres no tester Second I get it, professor when I spit it like this Its hella crazy never lazy when I get it like this Uh, London weather, its hella crazy Oh my goodness, its hella cold When I spit it like an iceberg Thats my word, so absurd Its hella crazy but these women is on fire Can you feel it my desire when I feel it Yeah its on come on, keep it going Kim Kardashian got the assian Bring it back, oh my god, yeah thats a fact Couple, couple years of work done on her face But shes still pretty, you know shes hella fine And shes with the guy Ye, all day Spit it when I get it, gotta get it, can I get a beat? Damn my man, so lets keep going, lets keep going Uh yeah, Kanye West, one of the best, nevertheless Aint no need to test when I digest I spit it strictly off the top of the dome or the chest When I bring it can you understand I infest your central nervous system I get it never diss em, dismiss em When I bring it I miss em, I never do Keep it going Summer Jam, my man, this is how we do it Goddamn when I gotta do it Im tryna do it, tryna get up on that stage Hitem with the Johnny Cage kick to the chest I gotta keep it up, keep it up I love to perform in front of thousands and thousands Different faces and races, colors and ages Its hella crazy can you feel it Never amaze me I got it, yeah, its Logic, wassup British women Im swimming in Second I get it Im spinningem You know its hella good with the dividend, doesnt matter Cause when Im in London Im dropping pounds like weight loss Shout out my homie to the boss I stole that last line from my homie but its all good, hella good Kill it like I should you know its Logic Crazy shit, uh, yeah Spit it like this, let me get it like this, hella crazy Flow never lazy, can you feel this Once again its strictly off the top of the dome When Im sending them home I gotta get it, I get it, I rip it I get it and bring it back like that Can you feel it, motherfucker, thats a fact When I get it Im half white and half black Never gotta, attack, when I keep it on going Its that grime shit, when I spit it off the top, when I slime shit Its hella crazy, the beats hella-hella crazy Its kinda funny when I do it like this When Im moving like this, when Im grooving like this I, never flow like this on the usual, but when Im here and its London Gotta keep it going when Im bumping, dumping Wanna feel it, can you heal it, can you do it just like this Hella nice off the top when I get it like this God damn, never heard some shit like this Really really really wanna get it like this Never written right now cause this shit is forbidden Its like this, goddamn, can you feel it can you feel it Can you feel it, can you feel it Hit you with the Hadoken the second I get it I spit it Im puking, I gotta spit it right now Goddamn, can you feel it right now, thats the grime shit Thats the grime shit When I spit it off top all the time shit Hella fun, hella crazy And always know its never crazy And always know its never lazyEmbed

Feels Right Lyrics Thou shall forever fascinate upon my art Cause on a wall of legends Im about to make a mark And nothing is forever so before I dare depart I give you flows like presents you cant wait to tear apart Trayvon in a hoodie, that could easily be me Im looking at the sky, like how evil this could be? Wheres Jesus when you need him when we bleeding in these streets Thats why I pack a semi-auto when Im speeding in my jeep Shit is real when youre living in fear of being assassinated It aint an option no more, homie I have to make it I see the ladies screaming, in the studio cheering Cause these are million dollar vocals that theyre engineering I take a look behind me and I see visions of home I take a look ahead of me I see kingdoms and thrones Im on this journey and I am my own opponent Forgive me Im just caught up in the moment So is this what you been waiting for Cause the gangsters love it and the ladies do too man I put this on my real life I cant explain it, its just something that feels right Is this what you been waiting for Cause the gangsters love it and the ladies do too man I put this on my real life I cant explain it, its just something that feels right Yeah, you know the deal cause really we never rest Last night I was in the ER X-Ray to my chest Palms sweaty, running the fever but never the less Im going through rhymes in my mind to relieve the stress Come to find out the doctor said I have a throat infection Not to mention, I got a couple shows this week How am I supposed to hit the stage if I cant even speak Second they knew what it was they gave me the medication While the Rattpack smoking on Buddha like meditation Then this homie Yonas hit me for a verse on this tape I said, Hell yeah homie, I got you with no debate So if my voice sounds fucked up, its cause I never take a day off World wide getting money like Madoff So if this verse aint the definition of ill then youre insane Cause through the sickness, hell, pleasure and pain Yeah, Im married to this mother fucking game So is this what you been waiting for Cause the gangsters love it and the ladies do too man I put this on my real life I cant explain it, its just something that feels right Is this what you been waiting for Cause the gangsters love it and the ladies do too man I put this on my real life I cant explain it, its just something that feels right2Embed

Stupid Skit Lyrics This is a stupid skit Hey Yes? Do you usually walk down dark alleyways at nighttime? Oh, Im on my way home Hahahahaha, bitch, Im gonna rob you. And then Im gonna take all your money, and then Im gonna shoot you No please, no please, no Too late. Pew pew pew pew — that was my silencer Ive been shot! Noo, Im dying! Not fast enough bitch. Give me your purse. No please, no please, no1Embed

Hunger Lyrics Psychological! Damn right Have you ever heard Psychological spit a verse son? Its quite crazy Its quite crazy son Damn right! Some walk a vine line I sip fine wine Rhyme ahead of my time A fetus with a wise mind Now you know its on Hungry like Ramadan And mothefuckers I aint leaving til the plates gone I thought you knew Lactose intolerant fool Dont eat cheddar but my wallet do This is how a scholar do Phenomenal, I affect like domino Rolling through like Geronimo Im hungry like a third world child 80 sets a day, send it my way Im viral, infectious My state of mind is bigger than Texas I wrote this rhyme in my phone where the text is Cause I ran out of paper, if that aint hungry, I dont know what is Psychological, you know what that means yall? That means he is in your head for sure1Embed

Get Down Lyrics Yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah turn me up! Whats up ladies and gentleman how are yall doing this is Logic reporting live from New York City goddammit We having a good time bumping in the studio right now live in the rec looking around I see my boy Kev, I see a lot of cameras in my motherfucking face right now Whats up Damian how you doing? How you doing, do that shit right there Whats up Surfstar you fuckin white motherfucker I love you baby And you are all, about to witness What happen when you get down Then what happen when you get down And you are all, about to witness What happen when you get down Then what happen when you get down And you are all, about to witness What happen when you get down Then what happen when you get down Feel the vibe, everybody know Im alive This shit right here for anybody thats on the rise Do what you love and dont never ever compromise That shit will be your demise, come into my enterprise Tell me how you feeling, Im feeling like Im too hot to keep it chilling The lyrical villain thats driven by killin his enemy with positive energy And thats because no matter what happen they gon remember me, they gon remember! The illest that keep it the realest everybody feel this You know what the deal is right now Imma need the whole wide world right now, to listen to that boy putting up a fight now, right now ay I said You are all, about to witness What happen when you keep rappin and kidnappin the beat What happen when you keep rappin and kidnappin the beat I aint fuckin around Ive been ready and willing to murder it on the beat This that Mos Def in the park, Brooklyn after dark Yeah thats when the party start Yeah thats when the party start And you are all, about to witness What happen when you get down Then what happen when you get down And you are all, about to witness What happen when you get down Then what happen when you get down Peace to Maryland, let that accent hang Peace to errybody thats been bumping this thang Ive been a lot of places now that money aint a thing The folks that dont know man they really cant hang From LA to Gburg and PD to BC I gotta rep it forever shout out that boy BC Goddamn make me sound good Take it back, take it way back to the hood Uh, West Deer Park was up to no good In the back chain smoking on Newports Just bought a crib, all cash and a new court Uh, goddamn yeah I think I need a new sport Why? Cuz Im tired of the same old rap shit I just wanna blend MJ with some trap shit I just wanna make Ronson proud I just wanna get on somehow Thats what I used to think, thats how I used to feel Everybody doubt theyself thats real But you can make it out of it if I can make it out of it You can make it out of it if I can make it out of it You can make it out of it if I can make it out of it Just tell yourself that you can do it and make it a habit of it And you are all, about to witness What happen when you get down Then what happen when you get down And you are all, about to witness What happen when you get down Then what happen when you get downEmbed

Logic 4 Leak Lyrics Lyrically I murder you quicker than Lamborghini drive-bys Who knew one man could handle more beef than Five Guys Sharper than steak knives, that I used to break ties West Deer Park, thats where Im from, end of story Where cats pack more MACs than Apples inventory Maryland on my back, never slack, get the glory Im a motherfucking lyricist bitches they fearing us Back in the day, they wasnt hearing this Now Im the one whos steering this, Im self-driven Will he kill it? Thats a lyrical given New-School style, but the 90s is where my lyrics living My flow is like another Earth, second nature Ill disintegrate ya, migrate ya, then light-saber, decapitate ya In the beginning they said I was fabricated As soon as the numbers escalated, but these fuckers just mad that I made it More chains than when a slaves traded, check it Im under MCs skin, like muscle tissue, whats the issue? If you talking shit then Imma hit you Grab that pistol and whip you then dip you in lava, aint no one liver Second I arrive I murder it, I know you never heard of it So sick, my lyrics I dont spit I regurgitate em As listeners, chronologically study my words verbatim Assassinate em, the second I raid em like five-O We pull off the heist and flee to cabo, uh I mask emotions like a robbery Cause when it comes to matters of the heart women will clog your arteries This reality, kill it and youre dead like a fatality Haters wanna kill me I should put em on a salary and give em their own hotline to talk shit Call it 1-8-0-0 Suck my Dick Wu-Tang forever mothotherfucker what Im reppin The second I step in the vicinity murder evil entities Who pretend to be friends of me but I know they not thats what I got, catch me in the spot Never getting caught, never getting shot Know we love it one love Unless its from the cops then out body drops ha! Of course Im speaking metaphorical Prophesizing the future like the oracle Flow is rethorical the shits historical But they dont understand me Im staying now I getting honeys wiser than Christopher Colombus While the youths listening to music that make them the dumbest Kamasutra flow, motherfuckers already know My position is on top, your position is fetal Never vain like a needle less Im on the mic damn right Hand me the mic and Im the cockiest ever motherfucker that youve ever met But after the set Im humble, ready to rumble no we never stumble cause we bout it Before I dropped my last shit everybody doubted Till it came out, spit the flame out, and got my name out Cause Im ripping it up in a way that aint nobody heard of it Totally original but you aint heard a word of it All you do is compare me to others cause youre scared of it So every category that you put me in I murder it Murder it brutally, who are you to me, what could you do to me To make me stop telling people to follow their dreams Cause in the world we livin everything it aint all as it seems But, if I can make aint no reason they cant do the same So if you aint happy then youre the one to blame persevere till these haters fearing your name Life is a vicious game both pleasure and pain But you only get one shot so boy, you better aim Rattpack, Wu-Tang, forever what I claim3Embed

Nowhere to Go Lyrics Im grinding like my life is on the line And all my family, friends and homies count on me to take my shine So I cant fuck with non believers dont even waste my time All my minutes, seconds, hours go to the art that I design So much trouble on my mind, money aint here, not one dime Cash that cheque, fuck that way, everything gone, fuck I spent Cant remember, cant remember, I swear I cant remember Tell me how can summer August feel like NY in December Prayers feeling like a fucking mission My homie told me you dont ever stop to fucking listen Maybe cause lately I dont feel like Ive been fucking winning Plus you can never understand just how Im fucking living Nobody sees it, thus they hardly believe it Till its bottles after bottles and models begging for semen Get it homie, I get it, nothing I wanna deal with I just pick up where I left, like I be back before you feel it, nigga uh And Im just riding round the city And Im just riding round the city Like theres nowhere to go, to go, to go Like theres nowhere to go, to go, to go And I got my girl texting, my momma calling Poppa talking, too close to falling Job stalling, not close to falling But I swear that none of this is appalling Bills piling, niggas smiling all in my face But these snakes invalid, stay silent No wilin, but Im close to filing my claim to malice Fuck rappers, fuck em all, bullshit and those trapper songs Snapbacks and your tight pants and your fake Jordans - who gassed you all And told you to dress like its 85, and do the same song like 85 Times around like you made of lies, fuck is wrong with you lady-guys No disrespect, that just the way Im feeling Dont mean Im dissing Big Sean, I make a decent living Just when you see these imitators get so much attention It kinda makes you feel like real is close to its extinction Say Im hating? Who doesnt nowadays? Opinions do not exist like Jews and Jesus holidays Too much shit up on my dome, dont even wanna deal with I just pick up where I left, like I be back before you feel it, nigga Sitting back, and Im getting it Hand me the mic, and you know I be ripping it Came out the blue, you would think I was cripping it Champagne, we sipping it, living that life Rattpack Thats what we on, haters be talking that shit, but we gone Young Sinatra is a don, heading to the top Always keep it real, never flop, no we never stop Never selling out, we in this for the music not the guap But I got that old-school and that mainstream Versatiles my main theme, we re-invent but they same scheme Talking shit on the same team, sold out I never did it That fake shit, Ill never get it, Im flowing acidic And getting the credit, but you motherfuckers is debit with it Over their head like satellite, so check again cause my data right I remember when I wished I had a mic, but now I record it the second I write Im in the game and Ive been the same, I do it all but yall aint a thing 8 years Ive felt pain, patiently waiting till yall knew the name It felt like forever since I was a stain, I once was a boy but Im finally a mane And the bank account is still only thing thats fucking changed Visionary 5Embed

Green Juices Lyrics Alright kid, heres the deal At any given time, there are about fifteen-hundred aliens on the planet Most of them right here in Manhattan And most of them are decent enough, theyre just tryna make a living Theyre cab drivers, well, not as many as youd think Humans for the most part dont have a clue They dont want one or need one either, theyre happy They think they have a good meaning of things So, so why the big secret? People are smart, they can handle it The person thats smart, people are dumb, panicky, dangerous animals and you know it Fifteen-hundred years ago, everybody knew the earth was the center of the universe Five-hundred years ago, everybody knew the earth was flat And fifteen minutes ago, you knew that people were alone on this planet Imagine what youll know tomorrow Uh, yeah Let this shit breathe one, breathe one time, time Yeah, alright Fisticuff, turn my headphones up Fisticuff, yeah, ayo, ayo, yeah I grip the mic like Mekhi Phifer Rip up the cypher with lyrics you gotta decipher You trifflin, Im triffle Im on my quest, word to Phifer Fuck that, yo They wanna know why the boy here to destroy the void Im back from the future like Christopher Lloyd These rappers think they raptors, Im the asteroid, rhyme faster, boy I spit verses like a pastors boy, boy that destroy and I cant get past it, boy Why waste time? Jump up in this casket, boy Anxiety got me fucked up Ayo, I need to drink more green juices I need to exercise more often, I need to exercise more often Cause I feel like Andy fucking Kaufman, Godsman, God Ayo when life gets me down and I dont know why I step to the Akai and create somethin fly Nah, keep it goin, yeah, this is hard, let me hear that from the top We do not discharge our weapons in view of the public Man, we aint got time for this cover-up bullshit I dont know whether you forgotten because theres an alien battle cruiser thats about to- Theres always an alien battle cruiser or a Corellian death ray or an intergalactic plague thats about to wipe out life on this miserable little planet The only way these people get on with their happy lives is that they do not know about it2Embed

Ballin’ Lyrics Okay Its RattPack ’til my pulse flat, we keep it real, no false rap I got four cards and they all black, got four broads and they all that We call that ballin, doin this is my callin’ Flow is so appallin, my phone off and she callin, Im like, Yeah What it do? Penthouse, man, what a view Fall back, cause Im coming through with my whole team, they coming too Thats real, too real, motherfucker, tell me how you feel Im too good for my own good, I won’t leak the album, I’ll let it spill Number one, bitch, I bet it will, do the numbers I said it will I played the game and Im still the same and I never changed just to get a deal Bitch, I’m ballin Ballin, I came from nuttin to somethin’ Like its nuttin, yeah, you know I done it, now theres no discussion Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, I made a promise to my mama Ima turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, closin million dollar deals Catch me swervin, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin, ballin, goin places they never go It aint all about the money, but I stack it cause you never know Ima live life til I overdose while they sleepin on me, thats comatose I went mainstream with my main team, you just mad as fuck, you aint come close And your next girl is my ex-girl, she fine as hell, but she a mess girl All I do is rhyme, I got no time, so I cant reply to your text, girl Bitch, Im back again and I run it, always gotta keep it one-hunnid All of yall know yall want it, turn it up and get blunted Im like, Fuck the money, fuck the fame, I came here to fuck up the game Gon get it, Im feelin myself, fresh to death, bitch, Im killin myself; Im gone We burnin it up, step in the building, we turnin it up Talkin that shit, but they never admit when I step to the mic I be murderin it And we livin real good, mainstream, but its still good I got raw shit, I got real shit, but right now its time for that feel good We call that ballin, doin this is my callin Flow is so appallin, my phone off and she callin, Im like, Yeah What it do? Penthouse, man, what a view Fall back, cause Im coming through with my whole team, they coming too, thats Ballin, ballin I came from nuttin to somethin Like its nuttin, yeah, you know I done it, now theres no discussion Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, I made a promise to my mama Ima turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, closin million dollar deals Catch me swervin, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin, ballin, goin places they never go It aint all about the money, but I stack it cause you never knowEmbed

BET Backroom Freestyle Lyrics What up yall, welcome to 106 & Park BET Backroom My name is rhêtorík, out here for Visionary Music Group One time for the Rattpack Ayo Logic, think its about time you wake these people up! For my real homies that hold me down Thanks to yall they cant hold me down Seem like everybody know me now like I owe em something Theyve been around Bitch Ive been the same, yall know the name Never let the fame affect the game When you do that shit through, give a fuck about what youve been through Money change people thats right it change people not me Seems like the only people my money change is the people not around me Seem like my phone going crazy, like Im just never free It seem like my whole life they wanted me to be something not me Lets get it Women they love it put nothing above it Im married to this shit I could never covet I know that Im living this life I was given Ive been made for this shit Beautiful women I love em, I do I could never put em over my crew 5 in the morning now she coming through Hollywood hills yeah shes loving the view Ive seen more dark nights than Bruce Wayne Been through it all but I overcame Im still the same aint nothing change, wait Wait now I got a little more change Do the shit cause I feel like it They thought about it I real lifed it Aint nobody got a deal like it Drop the shit and they real like it goddamn yeah uh Take a step back let me analyse, Im the man yeah uh Im draped up and Im dripped at and Im staying here Rattpack til my pulse flat its the brain yeah Shit hot, then Im probably on it Like a desktop, Im iconic Its Logic1Embed

Mind of a Maniac Lyrics Ima let it drop this time, yeah Psycho is fearless, anti-snitch that means Im illest No bitch in my blood so I qualify as the realest Infinite my mental capacity, aint no passing me A mastery with more verses than the first testament Sacrifice a week, MCs thats how I do repent C4, Ill disintegrate your friend to see more Suicide lyricist, hit you like a claymore My sixth sense leave you to burn like a pack of incense Flow intense, filled with mad suspense As I drench your headphones, proclaim my throne Switch up the style quick to invert the tone Yo, ha, yo My mentality decipher reality from pretend My state of mind is forcing spoons to bend Can you comprehend from where I do descend My minds may never end, my philosophy is endless prophecy Want me teach you this hypocrisy Im an assassin with the name of a Kennedy But truly E-K-Killa my identity Sway with the miracle known as lyrical melody Coming with brutality, finish them with fatality Listen, Im the illest white boy on the M-I-C Reside in MD Right around the corner from DC In my spare time, I write rhymes in three Whats the dealio? Sharp like Number 24s free throw Playing Bitches like kino pass the C-note shit Cause you know I need dough Never pack heat my blade rip from retreat I never sleep, less it be around the police Spit projectiles, rugged exterior like a reptile I never met an MC that could truly amaze me Yeah they bust shots, but they bullets only graze me A mental institution, I probably need to be in it Cause I aint done till Im done and the song finished This the type of shit that you bump with your windows tinted This the type of shit that you bump with your fingers lifted Spit the illest, I grab the microphone so you can feel this Give you the realest, cmon you know the deal is Ever since I started rapping, real shit begun to happen Brainwave frequencies Im tapping My first show, standing ovation, they still clapping Showcases of governmental facilities They was feeling me, dictionary my only utility My flow heavier than menstruation Leave the whole club shocked cause my skin Caucasian Amazing, sharper than a sword by an Asian Rhymes I release through my rugged fingertips Keep a 9 to 5 only till I get rich Cause I gotta hold a job, or Ill feel like a bitch I murder mics, wordplay nice, heart made of ice Any publicity good publicity, right? So if my name in ya mouth, then Im spreading like lice Im too nice Drop it2Embed

Backstory Lyrics I guess if Ima record then I’ma do it then Yeah, yeah 2097 They wanna know why Doc D ready to murk us all Cause yall just one galaxy in the multi-verse First of all, I guess it started when my girlfriend Sharon done departed And left my whole ship brokenhearted But that’s a different story for a different day Destruction here to do this rap shit differently Jump in the abyss of infinity If Im the One, you my Trinity Poetically let em know they in my vicinity, peep the energy Let me be who I wanna be, lets not even discuss Shots of liquor got to my head and then leave me concussed Look in the mirror and Im filled with disgust Ugly piece of shit tryna date bitches robust Ive been let down and shit on, thats why Im tryna get on with this villainous feeling You cannot sick a pill on Fuck When do you want to die? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? How about tonight, bitch? Splendid. Where? There’s a baseball diamond where I coach Little League about a mile from here. We meet there around two-thirty in the morning dressed all in black. Your hair in a black stocking. And we have us a knife fight Hello, yes, this is Vorgon. You must’nt tell a soul but Doctor Omega has created a demon. A terrible atrocity of life. He has intercepted the mind of an unknown and unwilling subject on the planet Earth. All of the other test subjects failed. So he has made this one stronger. But Doctor Omega doesnt understand, This one is more powerful than anyone ever before him. He will destroy not only our universe, not only his universe, but every universe in the multi-verse all because of that bitch-of-a-girlfriend Sharon. He must be stopped. And Doctor Omega cannot know I’ve contacted you. Standby and await further instruction You are listening to a sound not of this world. Cosmos RadioEmbed

Intro Lyrics Yeah Yeah, yeah Alright, lets fuck it up Damn This alright, playa Ayo, that boy spit sick shit dont he, now we never phony I guess you bitch about his homies You saving these hoes, buying em stake, but I serve bologna Haha, ayo, ayo My wormhole game got me in a different dimension Our whole planet for ransom as they ask for extensions Like, where ask You know Im good, straight off the bat Fuck that, yeah Now where are you going? School Why? To get еducated Why? So I can go to college And why is that important? To gеt respect Respect Now whos the bad guys Guys who sell drugs Guys who have guns And whos the good guys? Were the good guys Whos gonna help you? Nobody So whos gonna help you? Were gonna help ourselves Who do we not want to help us? First, you turn the time circuits on This readout tells you where youre going This one tells you where you are This one tells you where you were You input the destination time on this keypad Say, you want to see the signing of the declaration of independenceEmbed

Louis Vuitton Briefcase LyricsLyrics from snippet Check, check mic motherfucking check one-two in this bitch dog Yo we just having a good time you know what Im saying We backstage right now in the beat motherfucking room, room, room coming through in this bitch I can say whatever and this shit will sound fire as fuck Take a step in my motherfucking brain yall Spit all over the track like Tommy the Train, yall Louis Vuitton Briefcase in the place, yall Sherlock Holmes, I always got the case, yall Look around the room I see 6ix blowin trees Look around the room, Kajo on the keys Pick up the mic, lay the shit down with ease Then pass it off to rhêtorík to scratch on the track Like a dog full a fleas like a dog full a fleas Kicked out of school but spit the greeds I leave them scenes like ruined like Egyptian artifacts To serve your whole fucking family like a fathers heart attack Coming for their throat In other words, you know I leave them neckless Bobby boy be reckless Im backstage about to go murder the set list Im gone There they go There they go There they go There they go yall There they go There they go There they go There they go yall1Embed

Incarceration Lyrics You know what its like Tell em Logic To wake up every day enslaved to something? Your whole life changes That you once didnt understand Didnt comprehend Didnt want Now craving You become accustomed to this lifestyle Addicted Me? I live a life behind bars With no parole Thats it, its a life behind bars Incarceration Livin like a don, like a killa Livin like a G, aint no one realer Everything I got, thats what Im givin A life behind these bars is how Im living Incarceration Livin like a don, like a killa Livin like a G, aint no one realer Everything I got, thats what Im givin A life behind these bars is how Im living What it is, what you know? Stack my paper, watch it grow These bitches tryna test my game but I spit flame and flow zirconium My team gettin this money Presidential suite with honeys, now its on again On the phone with a girl that wants to bone again But I have not the time Gotta get up in the lab, write this rhyme Unkillable flow that define, a murderous record like mine Please come correct my baby girl, you know all I do is grind I said it from day one, they the ones thats gonna help me shine Im talkin bout RattPack, you know the deal, we real all the time We livin Luxurious, haters are furious cause they life aint like mine Arent you in a BMW bumpin Stillmatic? But it could be, would be, if you still had a little bit of sense to make dollars Instead of chasing materialistic girls and driving Impalas Its that OG mentality, while the whole crew burn tree like calories Now what it is? What it do? Best duck down if I aim at you Im gunning hard, safety off Sights on, and Im poppin off Incarceration Livin like a don, like a killa Livin like a G, aint no one realer Everything I got, thats what Im givin A life behind these bars is how Im living Livin like a don, like a killa Livin like a G, aint no one realer Everything I got, thats what Im givin A life behind these bars is how Im living You had my mind wrapped up in your game Had me thinking that Im going insane All the mess that you put me through Incarceration, karmas coming for you Now youre sittin here cryin to me You did me wrong, fuck your sympathy I cant go on believing, youre lyin as they cheated Dang it, girl, cant you see? Break the chains, set me free Incarceration Livin like a don, like a killa Livin like a G, aint no one realer Everything I got, thats what Im givin A life behind these bars is how Im living Livin like a don, like a killa Livin like a G, aint no one realer Everything I got, thats what Im givin A life behind these bars is how Im living And now youre messin with my mind, its incarceration You gotta do the time, its incarceration Found you guilty, your soul is filthy, incarceration And now youre messin with my mind, its incarceration You gotta do the time, its incarceration Now that youre guilty, your soul is real filthy Incarceration Incarceration Incarceration Incarceration Incarceration Incarceration Incarceration Incarceration Incarceration One day, you have your whole life in front of you All your plans, your dreams, theyre all laid out Then one decision changes everything The future you once knew is gone forever You live in a shadow of that one wrong choice that you can never take back Sixteen years to life, and your mind fades Logic, Maliki, family for life You had my mind wrapped up in your game Had me thinking that Im going insane All the mess that you put me through Incarceration, karmas coming to you Now youre sittin here cryin to me You did me wrong, fuck your sympathy I cant go on believing your lyin ass, they cheated Dang it, girl, cant you see? Break the chains, set me free You had my mind wrapped up in your game Had me thinking that Im going insane All the mess that you put me through Incarceration, karmas coming to you 3Embed

Gang Related LyricsGang Related. This song, man, this song means a lot to me. Its, first and foremost, another one produced by 6ix again, um, and it was just, it was something I wanted the world to know. You know, the duality of man, you know, uh... Being raised in a household full of drugs, guns, violence, um, just all that, but not letting it effect who you are, because on the first verse, Im rapping from the perspective of little Bobby, me, who I am, just- you know, that little kid in that house and all the things that he witnessed and on the second- uh, on the second verse, Im rapping from the perspective of my brother, someone who was in the streets and running around, and you know, maybe doing things that he shouldnt have done at the time So for me, it was like showing you what can come from the same household. You can go left, or you can go right. I think a lot of people go that traditional route, when youre raised around- um, these things that can touch you. In a negative way, I think. For me I just saw it as a very positive, and decided to do my best not to go down the same route as a lot of my family members, unfortunately. Uh, so this is basically just the story of possibility. Uh, of what can come, and what can happen and my rendition, if you will, of stop the violence, you know, its also sort of an homage to KRS-One as well, thats why I threw his vocals in there. Um, but yeah, I just wanted people to know what happens where I come from in Maryland, as beautiful as a place it is, its also a dark place, and I think thats everywhere you go in the world. Um, you know, me not going down that route that my brothers did, hence the title Gang Related, um, and yeah, thats itEmbed

Fan In Denial Lyrics (Look at this nigga, little bitch cant rap You white! Motherfucking bullshit Fuck outta here with that shit) Baby you got me confused, with one of them other dudes Under they breath mumblin, shout out to Spitta Im crumblin All these haters that want it homie I keep it a hundred Never fronted while you stunting acting like you hate it but really want it I swear to god when they talkin shit it just make me smile Cause you aint no hater my brotha just a fan in denial Every time that you hate on me I get stronger when risen Judgin these lyrics by my skin homie thats racism My momma white my daddy black but yall dont even listen Judgin by only what you see thats artistic division And in the end creates an intellectual collision But if you listen to my words then you would see my vision But thats enough on that subject homie Imma keep flowin On the tour bus, four of us, the weeds blowin But I aint smokin, Im just writin while homies tokin Playin this game until that shit is broken Fuckin with honeys til they panties soakin Feelin victorious, hella glorious, my story is gonna be depicted by Me and my team as warriors that did it big like Notorious Haters talkin shit gon get the goriest of verses Man what the, maaaaaan that shit was weak yo what the fuck was he talkin about, everything he said made sense Maaaaan, thats some bullshit I mean, I mean you cant say much you know what I mean like yeah he spit you know what Im sayin like His lyrics is good and you know, he kill it with the flow but, man that shit sucked though, yuh)3Embed

Love Jones Lyrics Look, I know there have been a lot of mistakes And we both made them I apologize for my part in that And all that said, nonsense in the past I dont give a shit about that anymore You always want what you want when you want it Why is everything so urgent with you? Let me tell you something This here, right now, at this very moment Thats all that matters to me Thats urgent like a motherfucker3Embed

Everybody Lyrics And this next piece children, as you know already know, is called The Plaza—painted over 300 years ago, back on Earth, by the legendary Sam Spratt, for Logics third studio album, entitled Everybody. It was released May 5th, 2017. Can we go look at it? Yeah! Its so beautiful! It is beautiful... Yep? Is that how people looked back then? That is how people looked back then, yes! Back in the day there were different creeds, nationalities, colors—but, its all different now...1Embed

Live from the Country Lyrics Yeah Yeah, just keep it going You good We all going to come in together like this, here we go Rapping just to rap, what the fuck happened to that? Mainstream took a hold of my soul, but I made it back Bringin it back to the roots on some Dats Dat Ive rhymed for the love of it, this right here is my covenant Since I was a youngin eatin cheese from the government Come on now, no matter where you at up in the world we on now Me and my dogs do it different, yeah, thats on the pound If you want to know what we on right now listеn to the sound Uh, listen to the sound I said Ivе paid my dues and stayed cool since grade school Yeah, you know we bringin that heat like AAU Back in the day in GBurg I was wanderin around like wagwan Tryna make it out I was a fish in a small pond My word is bond, we got somethin going on I played all the parties and sang the la-di-da-dis Ive picked up the mic and serenaded the hotties I drove the Impalas with cats thats had bodies I hit the studio, you know I left the track bodied I do this shit right here for me, myself and nobody Me and my family rollin deep like Gotti Word to John, oh you know we got it going on Im a silver tongue motherfucker but its never gone It goes on and on and on and on and on In the studio til like five in the morn Rappin til the sun comes up and its the dawn While my homies smokin more grass than acres on my lawn Put on your good clothes, its showtime at the Apollo Shut the fuck up and get to the point like a hollow I need the microphone like thirsty bitches need the follow I get the pussy wetter than mahalo-halo, ho! Aw yeah, you know Im going beast mode These other rappers kiddin themselves, in vitro Its no contest, steppin to me and its time to rest Im beyond blessed, greatest MC put it to rest, what Woo, haha That was awesome I am like hurting, how long have I been rapping dawg? Like two hours? Thats sickEmbed

Bounty Law Lyrics Cant you see what you have done? You have created a monster set up to destroy worlds I know, ha-ha-ha-ha How can you be so callous? Turn my headphones up a lil bit Aight, cool, let em know You have 48 hours, thats the length of time it needs to adapt itself to our living conditions And then? And then it will be too late The goal of this thing is not to find out money or gold Its to exterminate life, all forms of life Ayy, yeah, other day I decided to be a villain My mentality was set free, but somehow I was still in my body Kickin it like karate at my moms crib Bipolar bitch always switch up like Aunt Viv So I devised a plan to kill shit like Van Damme Man, I hate when people always in my face Sold my evil layers on an asteroid in outer space Took me three years to build a motherfucker from the ground up Cost about eighty billion, if I gotta round up Born a black man but alter my skin like Mike Jack Its a nice shade of blue, but my features still black I heard your last album, boy, them features still whack Then I found a mask to hide my face Ultralight beam here to wipe out the entire race Then destroy the whole motherfucking planet without a trace Cool, cop dropped the case, we the gang in outer space Not afraid to tell a cop to fuck himself to his face Interdimensional time travel shit, flow dirty, call it gravel spit I never knew my dad and shit My mom said she got knocked up and then he knocked out Said he had to buy a pack of cigarettes then walked out Im all alone in the void and I dont know what to talk about I hear theres bounty hunters on my ass But Ill blast if theyll ever get close enough Then Ill dash like Stacey, fuck people, they never embraced me Shit, I guess Im too pathetic, I get it better get the pussy I did it But I dont really know where Im headed So this whole universe is deaded Up to no good, fuck they whole hoods But back in that cap and dog actually would Grain, petrified, eyes wide smokin too much, fried Mouth lookin like he gargle peroxide hydrogen Decided he would stay in the bunker he was hidin in Why pretend? Come outside, he dyin then Since he like hangin foods, go where the gangbangin fool Theres so many lanes the brain can cruise And he cant produce a thing but a lame excuse Half the afternoon I was napped As soon as the moon out Im back from the black lagoon Just wrath and DOOM, thats for food With the masterful act, just clap at you Let me fuck with you, no substitute Since he got no support, heres some crutches, fool See if he can stand on your own two He needs some support, heehee, stabilize your bitch ass Ima catch your ass, shit, throw you ass in trauma, unit Bounty hunters killers on the movement I play pool with the earth, radioactive gun ray Smack you with a comet so far you see the sun age You wannabe villain, fake killers, no feelings Star Trek dealings, theres water on Mars were spillin The rap Mandalorian rulin the planet, scorpion Time to save the planet, my nigga, they just warp me in Yeah, motherfucker, we got you, we got you Thought you could escape our clutch We were looking for you for years And finally we got you, you and your lil fake villains Yall aint goin nowhere You thought you could come up here in my world and space And try to get here and run this shit, I got this shit on lock Fuck you motherfucker You gon rot in the real Hell, the real Hell Fuck you Doc D, you aint nobody You nothing but a fake ass villian, you and your lil villians Thats right Im out of hereEmbed

Started from the Bottom LyricsLyrics from Snippet: Yeah This shit is God level, the rebel nobody could revel Im sick as the devil, Im Dwayne Johnson you fuckin pebble Presidential with the bezel never want to embezzle My dick big my money gross lets toast to excess Peep the success bitch Im in the middle of little Italy Literally no way you could ever get rid of me Cause I started from the bottom the basеment The fuckin garbage now Im on top and you talkin shit Hеll nah bitch, you mad that Im rich, you mad that I made it Ill rub it in your face and paint it in your blood just to illustrate it Leave these pussies castrated and faces exacerbated Spend all day talking about me, you fascinated I rip your intestines out of your abdomen through your asshole And choke you wit em, Im sicker than venom Ill murder you Like OGs in prison due to child molesters and rapists of women Im a beach shark that grew legs and evolved from swimming You know I started from the bottom Flows I got em, bars I got em, yes I got em Leave you stutterin g-g-g-get you down like you fuckin Joe Biden Ridin in the whip with the homies on some m.A.A.d city shit Its the gritty shit Brooklyn nine-five New York City shit You can hate me now P. Diddy shit I started from the bottom, man, I really did And everything they say is true when you get really big I made itEmbed

Better Text Back Lyrics Doctor Destruction, hes our next target But he also goes by Doc D Uh, listen Jet This guys a major player in the syndicate, operates all around the asteroids Are you listening to me? Three days ago there was a big shoot out between his group and a rival syndicate He killed his own guys then took off like the wind Word is, hes hiding out with some sweet thing in Tijuana TJ? That place is for small fries Yeah, well this small fry is worth two and a half million Ayo, ayo I fucked your whole shit Leave your wig split like, oh shit, this my opus I just fucked three bitches that look like the witchеs from Hocus Pocus Lyrically, Im Zach Galifianakis I got nuclear codes and access to wormholеs around the universe And Im not afraid to use em, better text me back, bitch Fore I explode this galaxy Goddamn, you know its me, fuck You know you cant set this thing free in the world, let alone the universe I can do anything I want to, Ive created the demon, now its time to let him destroy the universe Oh no, Doctor Destruction should not be released, you cant do it, I wont let you You really think that you can stop me, Vorgon? Ive done it before, masterEmbed

Everybody Tour Freestyle Lyrics Ayo, let me get up, come and hit up All this shit we Whats the deal? Keep it real Bout to spit that mass appeal Whats the flavor, Im your savior Bout to come, I feel the vibe This is how we do it Can you feel it comin through the tribe? Uh, can you feel it? Man, Im feelin live Any time I come up on the mic I spit a vibe Its the feelin thats inside thats in the song And I feel it cause its like liquid gold You know I gotta get it and Its a fire in my spirit, man You gotta hear it and you never live it And I spit the clearest See my future clearer through the crystal ball Niggas know I gotta never let this shit fall I gotta… Im bout to… Im bout to break up in this shit one time I gots to murder the rhyme cause this shit is so divine Can you feel this vibe? I am alive And this is how Im feelin, hella good Rollin through my hood, smokin on that Backwood Yeah, we are alive, its the best feelin I cant describe, its just the way Im wheelin and Im dealin And you see it, man I got it, through the roof, its through the ceilin Its one hell of a feelin for your teeth and Dr. Phillin And Im good, uh Up through the ceilin, its a feelin, and Im comin rippin rhymes The second I spit it, I got it, I rip it all the time L-O-G-I-C and Bada$$, thats how we get down You know west side, we get down Especially when were rollin through your town You say thats how we get down Check the app, Bandsintown We comin around And we got this shit surround sound We gotta push it down And we takin the crowns We gotta get it, its the kings of the underground Ayo, we goin bar for bar, thats par for par Everybody know who we are when we step up in the bar Sippin on that Scotch… And you know, star to star We got battle scars And we been through this before, man We prayin to the lords, its the… Yeah, thats true, when I come through In a second, what it do? And this is how we rockin though, this is how Im feelin Higher than the ceilin… Yeah, you off the scotch and Im off the wine We livin life, we just tryna find Anything that be divine I roll the light and you know I got it in mind Nigga, put a fight… And then…Im fucking lit Yeah, you know we smokin a lot, a lot And my niggas never workin no nine-to-five We gotta get it man, thank God, Im alive Yo, this beat is crazy Powers…1Embed

Double Sample Lyrics Youre tuned in to Buck Naked and Kyle on Cosmos Radio Just thirty miles from Detroit—from Detroit Just thirty miles—, just thirty miles— Just thirty miles from Detroit—from Detroit Just thirty miles—, the city sleeps Take this night as the city sleeps, from Detroit Just thirty miles from Detroit—, just—, just— Just thirty miles from Detroit Just thirty miles from Detroit There stands a giant power station It ticks each night as the city sleeps It stands out on a highway It stands out on a highway, out, out, out It stands out Dont touch that dial, its Cosmos Radio Like a creature from another time It inspires the babies questions—whats that? For their mothers as they ride Itll all be over, mm Itll all be over Itll all be over And we wont have to cry no more And we, we wont have to cry no more You see Gods gon wipe away all our tears He gon wipe the tears He gon wipe the tears from your eyes Do you hear me up there Now if you can just hold on Hold on a little while longer Cause one of these old days, one of these old days But I wanna let you know this evenin, yeah I wanna let you know Mm Mm One of these—2Embed

The Feeling Lyrics Havent been driven in so long I wanna take the wheel I dont know what Im doin But I wanna feel whats real I cant escape you No matter how hard I try Im gonna make you See me eye to eye I sit alone inside my car No destination, I wanna go far Cause I cant take this anymore I really should pull over But you cant understand This feelin Im feelin I cant deny you But I wanna try you But even in my mind I know its on the other side I sit alone inside my car No destination, I wanna go far Cause I cant take this anymore I really should pull over now But you cant understand This feelin Im feelin This feelin, feelin, feelin This feelin, feelin, feelin This feelin, feelin, feelin This feelin, feelin, feelin Try to take away from it, but I cant stay from it Wonder what are people gonna take away from it If I keep it a hunnid Ive been doin everything I want instead of the shit that they wanted Cant get blunted cause it aint no fun Said I got a lotta pressure, but the boy weigh a ton, then some Dont know where Im from, Im done, felt shunned Fuck em all Left the game cause it wasnt no fun Left the game cause I had my son A lotta people that wanted to be you But I cant be you so I gotta be me Im the king at the top of the tower Wanna beat me? Hell nah, you could never defeat me Stand tall, never seat me Im the king, kiss the ring when you see me I sit alone inside my car No destination, I wanna go far Cause I cant take this anymore I really should pull over now But you cant understand This feelin Im feelin Embed

Steps Back Radio Freestyle Lyrics Lyrically I murder you quicker than Lamborghini drive-bys Who knew one man could handle more beef than five guys I’m a motherfucking lyricist, bitches they fearin’ this Back in the day they wasn’t hearin’ this, now I’m the one who’s steering this I’m self-driven, will he kill it? – That’s a lyrical given New school style but the 90’s is where my lyrics livin’ My flow is like another Earth Second nature I disintegrate ya’, migrate ya’, then lightsaber decapitate ya’ In the beginning they said it was fabricated, as soon as the numbers escalated But these fuckers just mad that I made it More chains then when a slave trader, check it I’m under MC’s skin like muscle tissue, what’s the issue? If you talkin’ shit then Im’a hit you Grab a pistol then whip you, then dip you in lava, ain’t no one ‘liver Second I arrive I murder it, no you never heard of it So sick my lyrics I don’t spit – I regurgitate em’ As listeners chronologically study my words, verbatim Assassinate em’, the second I raid em’ like five-0 We pull off the heist and flee to Cabo now I mask emotions like a robbery, cause when it comes to matters of the heart Women will clog your arteries Rattpack, V’s up – Visionary See the truth through the eyes of the childen that’s born in poverty Where their chances of breaking that cycle is like the lottery Not about black and white – you’re rich or you’re poor So the poor trying to get rich till they stiff in the morgue I’m the embodiment of ‘real’, I body niggers with skill If I up it Ima’ bust it, somebody bout’ to get killed Smoke em’ like Black and Milds, bringing lyrics back in style These suckers don’t want to battle, they ducking like Pacquiao 8 blocks of bodies, I’m ahead by a mile Sucker thought he could rap, I fuck up nigga’s morale I got the clarity of Jay, the complexity of Nas, Lines like Big L, I go against all odds Like Pac did, I pop shit with the best of them They got to much estrogen to F’ with him Ima’ changa like the nephilim I flood the market till there’s no more left of them like the days of Noah I split the brick and dip my blade in coka Take a sniff and see there’s nothing doper This Coke-eighty shit, they soft as baby shit, pussy as chocha They better deuce before the whole world smell the aroma Listen, I want it all, Charlie I’m born to ball Im the machine-gun preacher and this is my alter call... Bang! Im the machine-gun preacher and this is my alter call... Bang!Embed

Freestyle Friday Vol. 4 Lyrics Yeah, yeah I just walked in this mothafucka 6ix had this beat Yeah, aye Levitate, levitate Watch my money elevate People with no money make no sense So I delegate, hella hate I have grown accustomed Now I think its time to set it straight I give em the truth Levitate, levitate Watch my money elevate People with no money make no sense So I delegate, hella hate I have grown accustomed Now I think its time to set it straight I give em the truth All they give a damn bout is the green dough Even though not a single one seen the shit I seen though Staring at my brothers out the window Selling white like a pimp selling the gringo, thats a white girl In this white mans world, we here to take it back Paint that shit black like the Rolling Stones I got two phones for when I wanna switch the tone I got two phones for when I wanna switch the tone I got two phones for2Embed

Tired In Malibu Lyrics Ayo, Im tired as fuck Thats what we should call this joint, Tired In Malibu, huh Yeah, yeah Im bout to fall asleep, like, shit Im bout to Ayo, everything remain raw Everything remain raw Everything remain raw Bussin, bust in the motherfucking house Ayo, check the steez Shut the fuck up and get off of these I spit degrees like a professor, never the lesser Spit flames like gas, picture wordplay Tesla Word to Elon, huh, never the lesser I keep the strap in the top drawer of my baby momma dresser Throwback like a flux capacitor Shape-shift like an Animorph You comin up short like a dwarf And my shit never the same My fire inevitable, your shit never the flame Fuck the rap game, got you in a headlock, best tap, mane Super duper looper-type flow, and Im the Gat, man Back in the day, Big Lenbo gave me my rap name Retired for a minute, but I guess Im back, man1Embed

GOD Lyrics God damn, this shit is vicious Cause my main bitch in this world is really my mistress Feeling like I knew this already Like Ive been through this already Im ready to do this already In my mind, yes I done it, yes I run it Keeping it 100 Flow crazy, shit is amazing No, it dont never faze him Yeah, they takin shots, but it never graze him And if I open my mind, what I hope to find is real Said if I open my mind, what I hope to find is real And if I open my mind, what I hope to find is real I said if I open my mind, what I hope to find is realEmbed

Logic talks about his “50,000” tagline LyricsLOGIC: Its a lyric in a song, not gonna say what song, where or what, this that. But what I was saying in the original song, I was trying to talk about my experience at Lollapalooza. So when I was on my stage, a whole sea of people came through at Chicago and it was 50,000 people in the crowd, and I got a line that goes:Check the Instagram fam I got fifty-thousand people in the crowd, singin out loud Every word, thats every lyric You can hate , just stop actin like you dont hear itAnd, for me, when I was in the booth, I trying to think of different cool ways to say fifty-thousand, so I was like fifty-thousand people and I was like five-o-triple-o people done it and I was trying to flow, right? But I couldnt find it, so I just ended up going with I got fifty thousand people in the crowd. But at the very end of the song, it said five-o-triple-o at the end and it sounded like a really cool tag, just like a dope kinda like production tag and so I left that on a couple of songs that I had, and it kinda made it on Flexicution. I wont talk about that, so...hahaha.1Embed

Tony Lyrics I feel just like Tony when he jumped off the boat Gotta get me some dope cause I cannot be broke I’m straight outta Cuba my niggas some shooters Dese niggas talk wrong they gone chop off ya dome Took a load down the road pray I make it back home now I’m feeling invincible Nigga let’s do it! Dese niggas can’t kill me You niggas some pussies They send out some bullets I send them back to em Word round the city that young nigga strapped Don’t play with Hall Jr he sending them back Plus he came from the trap Yeah that one cross the tracks I can’t snap what I do cause these niggas some rats Go get you some money and never hold back then you stand in they chest til they know it’s a fact Rocking Gucci and Dior and Prada that’s cool but I did that now I’m tryna get me some real estate I’m tryna get me some real estate money don’t mean shit it just comes and go Gotta get me some property run up the equity Cause you know we getting a lil older I done sold dope for a decade you better know eventually the feds gone catch up You beat up the same block go get the same money you know that shit gotta change up He say he thuggin to hard that nigga can’t even go change up Put on a suit and tie fool all the people they see all the tats and say we gang related Nah ain really with the gang banging I respect it but never would claim nothing Put my life on the line bout this money my nigga but nothing else ain no crash dummy Put it all on the line nigga if you standing for it then ride bout it Put it all on the line nigga if you standing for it then you dying bout it I had to make all these moves by my lonesome ain never wait on nobody Got this shit up by so I spend by myself nigga fuck all the help Yeah I feel just like Tony when he jumped off the boat Gotta get me some dope cause I cannot be broke I’m straight outta Cuba my niggas some shooters Dese niggas talk wrong they gone chop off ya dome Took a load down the road pray I make it back home now I’m feeling invincible Nigga let’s do it! You niggas can’t kill me You niggas some pussies They send out some bullets I send them back to em Word round the city that young nigga strapped Don’t play with Hall Jr he sending them back Plus he came from the trap Yeah that one cross the tracks I can’t snap what I do cause these niggas some rats Go get you some money then never hold back then you stand in they chest til they know it’s a fact Rocking Gucci and Dior and Prada that’s cool but I did that now I’m tryna get me some real estate Yeah yeah yeah yeah We came a long way Look in my face and see tear drops I got that shit tatted cause I wear my heart on my jacket I put my heart in a box and buried it Can’t show you no love at all This bitch on my dick now I was in lost in found nobody could save me So I had to save my self So I had to save my self So I had to save my self Lil nigga keep hollin he wit me I told him don’t tell me you better off proving it Ain tryna do to much talking bout it nigga shut up if you gone go do the shit Got a big gun on my waste and I barely can tote it It’s hard to stay focused a nigga try, try me I’m locking and loaded I try to stay clear out the beef til I’m chosen Never hate on a new nigga that’s poppin you gotta sit back and just wait on yo turn It’s probably some shit that you gotta go learn How you want God to give you something you ain’t even ready for Had to work day and night all I had was the spot You can’t never be timid when you chasing cash Nigga smell a weakness now they on yo ass you better go and get up out the trap You better go and get up out the trap boy that shit bout to cost you yo life You better go and get up out the trap before that shit go and cost you yo life Yeah I had to get me some money I had to go grind right Had to go use my brain Nigga play it’s going down tonight I cannot fall back Yeah I cannot hold back I cannot fall back Never gone hold backEmbed

Raddest Dad Lyrics Whenever I have to go away Make no difference how long I stay Never back down, here to get down Skinny motherfucker but Im ripped now Get a grip now, knocking shit down Think I got another hip-hop hit now Everybody wanna throw a fit now Not a single hook on the album I came back to spit now When you build it from the ground up People wanna rip down Fuck you, sit down I gotta keep it up, gotta beat it up, pick up the mic, heat it up right Watch the people eat it up, right? Gotta fight for the right like MCA From MD to DC to VA Listen, from the beginning and run it back, hit replay Its the R-A-double T-P-A-C-K all day, MadGic Got the kind of groove that Keep my heart drumming, drumming, drumming Got the kind of rhythm that Keep me humming, humming, humming Ima keep it going and going We got it going up, they dont know enough People talking but we showing up Back in 2011, we blowing up It was me, J. Cole, Mac Miller, K. Dot Big Sean, Wiz, Gambino, T. Scott Everybody came up from the same spot Kicking shit like Reebok Bringing heat rock, got the street hot I, been through a lot, thought I knew a lot Thought I had some homies that was do or die But it was a lie, never even tried To keep it together after everything we seen together Took the weather, whether they knew it or not Wouldve took a shot but Im glad he did not Cause it was never really ready to rock I, gotta keep it up, gotta beat it up, pick up the mic, heat it up right Watch the people eat it up, right? Gotta fight for the right like MCA From MD to DC to VA Listen, from the beginning and run it back, hit replay Its the R-A-double T-P-A-C-K all day, MadGic Got the kind of groove that Keep my heart drumming, drumming, drumming Got the kind of rhythm that Keep me humming, humming, humming When you grow up in the hood without a male role model And your momma turn to the bottle Give a damn about status, who the baddest I just wanna be the raddest dad as I can be Thgirla ,ko Tol a tuoba kniht I ,wonk tnod I Flesti ni cisum fo daetsni Yrtsudni eht morf gniriter yllautca dna tsitra rojam a gnieb Looc ytterp eb dtaht ,tnednepedni eb annaw dI did I fi naem I Kcab emoc dluohs I fi wonk tnod I tub Kcab emoc annaw I semitemos Eerf rof cisum siht od annaw I yhw staht Yrtsudni eht morf eriter ot tnaw I kniht I os Yrtsudni eht ekil tnod I taht si dezilaer I tahw kniht I neht dna Ti evol I esuaceb deriter I ecnis Yad elgnis yreve cisum gnikam neeb evI tub ,deriter I naem I1Embed

Ready Player One Lyrics I think its time that I moved on And kissed this part of my life goodbye But that dont mean forever Cause baby, its right here, right now, or never Are you ready, player one? For the world to see the person you were destined to become Are you ready, player one? For the world to see the person you were destined to become I think its time that Ive moved on And kissed this part of my life goodbye I know the world dont love me no how I know the world dont love me no, love me no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, ho, ho Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Yay, Yay, Yay Are you ready, player one? For the world to see the person you were destined to become Are you ready, player one? For the world to see the person you were destined to become Are you ready, player one? For the world to see the person you were destined to become I can promise you this is not a game And tell you your life will never be the same And you will no longer be living in pain Dont know why youre searching, its nothing in vain But only if you could find all of the keys And finally arrive to the gate Then it will seal your fate It will seal your fate Hello Where are you going? How have you been? Are you still in love with him? Or is it me Please say its me Not the man I used to be In the oasis Oasis of time Made of ones and zeros Oasis In the oasis Hello Where are you going? How have you been? Are youEmbed

Bleed It Lyrics Back chillin with my mom watching Ten Commandments Got a bottle in her hand and Im facin abandonment Social services fuckin up my vibe Smile for the worker, but Im dyin on the inside Haha, haha, everythings fine Sometimes I feel like Im losing my mind Ive seen a lot of shit in my lifetime Playin the field, man, I need anothеr lifeline Fifty-fifty, I was born to be a fuck-up What up? Always been mysеlf, so shut the fuck up I bleed it, I fuckin bleed it I bleed it, I fuckin bleed it Pick up the pen, then I bleed it A criminal I was in my past life Nothing but women and drugs, it was a fast life I got 9-1-1 on FaceTime Walkin in the bank, Glock .9 on my waistline Empty the clip, fuck no, I never waste time Grab the cash then gas to the baseline I bleed it, I fuckin bleed it I bleed it, you know I bleed it I bleed it, I fuckin bleed it Pick up the pen, then I bleed it I once was a loser, a failure Drownin in the sea of my sorrows as a sailor Lookin for land, feelin down as a man Prayin up to God, lookin down at me, man Thinkin of all of the songs I never sonned Thats the day I died while youre fillin up my lungs In another life I was a killer Psychopathic, schizophrenic population filler Livin in the background, livin in the shadows Waitin for the rest of the world to decompose Til I put a bullet in my head Now the life that I live is as a sinner Just a human being, a professional beginner I was never a winner but I won some Cause everybody loses where I come from I bleed it, I fuckin bleed it I bleed it, you know I bleed it I bleed it, I fuckin bleed it Pick up the pen, then I bleed it 1Embed

Death of Destruction Lyrics Something for your mind, your body, and your soul Its the power to arouse curiosity The purpose The goal which one acts on A journey of force, hot like the s Cosmos 105.7. Well folks it would look like theres a bit of light at the end of the tunnel here. Various bounty hunters from multi dimensions; thats different universes, alternate universes, from all over the various galaxies, have honed in on Doctor Destruction, and he seems to be on his last leg Oh wow, they arе just tearing The Sharon Destroyеr to shreds, ladies and gentlemen. Theyre even at his evil lair on the asteroid traveling through space. This is incredible. I think we will live. And I think Doctor Destruction has met his doom. Hahaha, no pun intended Movements in unison with others Prolong an act of sensation with no limits or boundaries Its the point of greatest intensity Pleasures of the highest sense Feelings of warmth and security Willing and unwilling sensations of the mind A condition The ultimate seduction The Realm This is crazy, I cant believe this. Holy shit, Buck, Ive never seen anything like this in my life. I feel you on that Kyle this is ca-fuckin crazy. It would appear we have a few bounty hunters from a ship, what does it say there The Vogonat. The hell is that? Theres gotta be at least fifty or sixty ships Kyle, this is insane. And theres another one, theres a big one there. What is that? Oh wow. They appear to be from the Cowboy Bebop crew trying to get their Woolongs. This is insane, I cant believe it Oh my God folks theres been a giant explosion in space and time. Im not sure exactly whats happened but it seems as though Doctor Destruction has escaped1Embed

Unreleased Songs Lyrics#100 Miles and Running ↗ 301 Ting↗ 5AM ↗ 5:35↗AAutopilot↗BBack to The Streets↗ Best Side↗ Blood In Blood Out↗CCatch This Vibe↗ Champions Theme↗ Changes↗ Cruising Through The Universe↗DDat Boy Good↗ Day Date↗ Day to Day↗ DeLorean ↗ Die Another Day↗EEuphoria↗FFaded↗ Feelin Myself↗ Final 44↗ Firestarter↗ Fly Away↗ Forever↗ Freestyle Friday Vol, 4↗ Fuck Tha World↗GGet Down↗ Get Up ↗ Glamorous↗ Go Stupid ↗ God↗ Griptape↗HHeartbeat↗ Hold Me Down↗ Homecoming↗ How You Livin↗IIcy ↗ Incarceration↗ Inglorious Bastard↗ Intrusive Thoughts↗ Its Not True↗JJurassic Park↗ Just Another Day II↗KLLegacy Records↗ Lemon Drop ↗ Lightyear↗ Louis Vuitton Briefcase↗MMalibu↗NNever↗ No Country for Old Man↗ Noob Noob↗ Not Right Now↗OThe OG Plan↗ One & Only↗ Ordinary Day ↗ Overtime↗PPerfect ↗ Playwright↗ Power↗ Powerless↗ The Promise↗ PTSD↗QQueen↗RRap and Get Money↗ Ready Player One↗ Ready Player Two↗ The Realest↗ Right Now↗SSelf Esteem↗ Space Case↗ Started from the Bottom ↗ Stuffing↗TTake Out↗ Treehouse↗ Triple 6 Freestyle↗ The Sun↗UUltra 85↗VVibe With Me↗ Vows↗ Voices In My Head↗WWaspy II↗ What I Know Now↗ Where Did the Love Go↗ Will It↗ Writing Room↗ Whole Team Winning↗XYZEmbed

Jack The Ripper Lyrics Im ripping and living and striving and killing The ripper he rolling never going He flowing he pursuing it doing it moving it grooving it Stopping it talking it walking it Flip it and rip it That motherfucker is screwing it Buy it, roll it, lick it,smoke it, choke on it laterEmbed

Mafia Music Lyrics Niggas just dont understand the story Still out in this motherfucking project Yeah, turn the-turn the mic up for me though one time Turn that shit up, yeah Yeah Madlib fuckin crazy bro Im doing a whole- we did this whole album in a fuckin night, dog Thats whats crazy Whole album in a night, bruh Egon was telling me how, Egon was telling me the real story about how, uh, he had dropped off these CDs to Kanyes engineer I dont even know if we can say that When Kanye tweeted that shit he was like Yo, Madlib just dropped off a bunch of CDs and the beats It was fuckin Egon bro, thats the man behind the MadGic right there Yo, fuck the... Yall thought I was gonna rap, right? Nah, when you fuckin with Madlib you gotta fuck him up They think you comin in Ayo, check it, I been on the... Here it is right here Fuck the bullshit, we out here getting money and more shit I used to steal from Target and sell to GameStop Leave you like Leo in Departed, you better fuckin stop Mafia music, I live the life, I dont choose it No I could never abuse it, it chose me, I dont refuse it Retired but Im rapping everyday, I cant lose it Man, I love when my wife fuck slow After a night of tequila and some Nobu cut roll, uh-oh You know the boy too cut throat Im high on life, fuck though But I might sip a scotch while the haters get hot Fuck you, kick rocks like Yeah, smoke it if you got it Pull up in a whip, feeling good, feeling out the hood Finally getting money like a real one should Ima take a sip, get a little lit Back in a bit, meditate, I think I should No we aint friends, got me on ten Picking up the pen, got a homie doing life in the pen Run it back, run it right back like a running back I remember running with heater in the backpack One time coming for the boy, sitting and avoid Never had a family to fill this void Lay it on the page just to gage how I feel Im the best on my field, if I said it its real Never had shit, never got shit Never had cable, I couldnt never watch shit Now we on top bitch, put it on God bitch Your shit garbage, better pay homage Ayo, alright Jonah Hill just interrupted me at dinner To tell me he was a really big fan, god damn Yo, tell me what is my life, fam He started rapping my shit, I started clapping and shit Legacy records, we coming straight back to this bitch, uh Guess you can say I got the money ball They say when it rains, it pours Look at this money fall, yeah New York City on a Tuesday Im the reincarnated Sinatra, fuck what you say Ayo, my C-notes run long like Luciano Pavarotti Once you on my level, everybody claim Illuminati Experience the D and she go out of body Good girl but love to get naughty probably Yeah, fifty Ms, I got fifty Ms But lowkey I remember when Couldnt afford bus money to chill with my friends I used to rock the low top, now its high-end Ellen DeGeneres is my friend, hah Might pull a muscle from all this flexing Me and J.J. Abrams just got finished texting Yo, ayo, before I hit the session, life is such a blessing Sonning these rappers like a father in confession Shorty say Go deep like Hail Mary Step in the booth and I aint messing Grip the mic, Im the rudest Run up on me, watch me whip out the piece like a Buddhist Keep it rockin3Embed

Young Sinatra 1-4 Continuous mix Lyrics Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Various women, Im swimming in, like a shark Tear the pussy apart, shawty its on after dark Step to the mic and now I got ya, call me Young Sinatra The flow is prominent, hella dominant, on time with it When Im rhyming it, several labels itching to sign with it Lets check the women Im bringing in with these ill synonyms Softly killing em, in other words; Im Lauryn Hillin em I swear to god if I could Id never turn the page Living the rest of my days on stage Fucking with bitches that never age Im so fly that I defy the laws of physics I aint think it was possible for a check to have this many digits Mathematically exquisite, am I cocky—just a smidget If you want beef then we can supersize it Freshman in the game So they wanna haze me like my name Isaac I killed the beat and dig a ditch just to fossilize it To make sure none of you bammers try to reprise it what Lifes a bitch and then you die That buck that bought a bottle couldve struck the lotto Lifes a bitch and then you die Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some Im working a nine to five just to survive, barely staying alive Hard to stay focused without the drive See I bus tables and my homie Castro is a waiter I cant wait to blow and say I told you so haters! Living the life of a egotistical pistol gripper Isnt a life for me, Id rather grip mics and undo girls zippers But not them ho girls, meet me after the showgirls, but take it slow girls, have em coming back for mo girls Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Various managers coming up talking bout they got me But really they shadier than Slim in a pair of Versaces I know you see me shining, and practicing and grinding While they conform to the norm youll catch me designing A different type of sound While you was stuck inside the box, I had already been around Inner peace and happiness Im always tryna find it And I kinda got the feeling that a woman is behind it So Im always chasing tails the real-life Sonic And Im always spitting fire half black, half demonic Nah, Im half black and half white Cmon this sound it had to come from somewhere, right? Nah, nah, see homie race is not the issue And if you stepping to me like it is Ill dismiss you The second you listen, the second I got you I swear to god Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Various women Im swimming in like a shark Hold up, that was the first one, let me run it back and restart Young Sinatra ripping the beat apart Shining like a diamond when I be rhyming But yall in the dark On point like a poisonous dart I can feel it now, the fame is comin soon How can sky be the limit when theres footprints on the moon? Now, I used to bus tables, now I bust rhymes Spitting lines to the illest of dimes just to pass the time Living like a Don, mafietic mind state Hip-hop heads never die, we multiply then dominate Now I been flowin since a adolescent up until the present Rehearsin flows for various shows Yeah, thats how I roll Gettin respected, never neglected As I infect it, they detect it, when I disect it Rip it and wreck it, now thats on the record As the vinyl spin so slowly Bringing verses like a Holy Bible, my flow is tribal Meet me in the street homie Im liable To get it right then and there Motherfuckers like, Where? He come from? Got music for days and then some They were stepping confident until I made em run You know its Logic In your vicinity murder evil entities better known as your enemies You feel it now Spark the L and you be coolin Chillin relaxin to this audio satisfaction I leave emcees missin in action, leave you gashin From a thousand lashes While Im laughing with a passion Stand over you smiling til I hear sirens and now Im dashing Lifes a bitch and then you die That buck that bought the bottle Coulda struck the lotto Lifes a bitch and then you die Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some This second verse is dedicated to rappers that never made it Cause they gave up on their dream In other words they hesitated to take it But I swear Ima make it better than ever before Cause half of yall dont even know See I be rolling through the streets In a beamer bomber like Hiroshima Hit you like Katrina til they like, Damn Gina! I eat MCs like fast food, hella rude Im the reason that your favorite rappers in a bad mood My name is Logic, I was born in 1990 Aint no need to remind me That when you listen you wanna rewind me All the labels wanna sign me for the right reasons We aim to please Huntin dollars and its buck season Cause Various women, Im swimming in, like a shark Hip-hop heads never die, we multiply then dominate Cmon this sound, it had to come from somewhere, right? Uh, yeah Various listeners is wishing us death Dont give a damn, Im reppin Young Sinatra till my last breath Easily my darkest confession is lyrical aggression Through indiscretion that triggers anti-depression When addressin my profession in every session The fact that Im alive is such a blessing Sippin wine while these honeys undressin What Im about to say is highly confidential And in the music industry today, very essential So bust out your pencil, you can do it on your own Stop thinking that these labels is the ones that put you on Lets change the topic, whos your favorite rapper? Im the top pick, ha The flow is elegant, never irrelevant How many times must I say this? Cock back and spray this, never delay this I pray this, reaches the masses And spread like cancer on they asses Now allow me to catch wreck, bust rhymes like Tech Put me in your box and I destroy the deck I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God, Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God, Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra Whipin through Cabo in a Murcielago Dodging paparazzi with the finest dime I met in Chicago The baddest Bobbysoxer that you ever seen, reppin my team We real all the time, so my squad keen, bing Dave, its me Sinatra and my boy Dean The way we I cant believe there isnt a Sheen And pregnant women listen and they give birth to a fiend I spit narcotic epidemic all up in your genes In laymans terms, I disperse a verse you never seen Assassinate rappers the moment that they intervene While you in the alley playing dice Im in the yacht contemplating plans for the next diamond heist Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs I study every part of they mind and make my rhyme better than yours Elevated by being hated, sleeping on the brother like they heavily sedated Some say Im one in a million, I say Im one of a kind Only cocky when I rhyme, Im Muhammad in his prime I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God, Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God, Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra Yo, address the mic and start spillin like I hit the vein Back in the day they used to sleep on me like Tryptophan Touchdown now the city screamin my name I flow gunshots and break fingers just to shift the pain Whoever hate ‘em, I levitate em like David Blaine Black Ops state of mind, play the game like campaign Bumpin Santana in the finest Copacabana In Havana with a honey by the name of Hannah Wearing nothing but a bandanna Pussy wetter than Louisiana You know the deal, peace to Miilkbone, I keep it real Flyer than a man of steel, motherfucker how you feel, Its Logic I woke up early on my born day, I’m 20, it’s a blessing The essence of adolescence leaves my body Now I’m fresh and my physical frame is celebrated Cause I made it one quarter through life Some Godly-like thing created Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puffs from My skull cause it’s pain in my brain, vein, money maintain Don’t go against the grain, simple and plain Visualizin and realizin my life is fuckin crazy Poppin like JAY-Z, Dirty Dancin on the game like Swayze Im one of the illest and bitch Ive been ready to kill it, its so amazing Bitch, Ive been blazin, Im talkin grass, I aint talkin grazing They just hit the tape while I sip scotch Let the haters kick rocks, my shit is tip-top I never flip-flop, why? Cause my soul too strong Did this all on my own, cause waiting took too long The flow sophisticated All these youngins do is whine like they inebriated Im hated, but yeah, thats how you know I made it Im one of the illest, Im one of the realest, Im ready to kill this The people, they feel us, me and my team made millions But you know we still us Thats why they wanna kill us, thats why they wanna kill us RattPack, real all the time, we never phony Im single-handedly running the game like a Sony While the rest of these rappers is acting Pass em the Tony, pass em the Oscar From the new school rappers, yeah Im the illest on the roster Smoke like a rasta Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob Marley These racist motherfuckers hate that last line Probably haters on the internet aint got nothing to bargain Said Id never make it, bitch, I just sold out the Garden Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we sip scotch Like Sinatra, screamin, Motherfuck the cops They say they want the old Logic, the one that flow like a faucet Im still the same me, they just dont believe it like they agnostic If I spit over the boom-bap, then they perceive it as nostalgic But the truth is, my subject matter has been the same And my production selection is still flame But they love you on the come up cause you aint tainted by fame And you still they little secret Thats the type of bullshit that they frequent From 19, to 2019, been murderin this shit for a decade From the boom-bap to the trap, I let my shits cascade So whats the dealy? Pass the Phillie, get silly, thats on the really We snappin like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, Im talkin achilles Try to play me like I aint me, but I provided all the deets Who you know worth 50 million, still rappin on break beats? From Nasty Nas, Big-L, Tribe, The Roots, and many more Of course we could never forget Biggie and young Shakur Fuck the police, no we aint fuckin with Al Pastor Im the bastard that mastered the flow, I said it once before fa sho While 6ix produce the kicks from the soul, you already know Fuck these youngins talking outta they ass with no class Im here to school em This that real shit, Im never foolin Im killin these squares, we call it a massacre I got the bread, but these fuckers need the dough like a baker The legends above me love me like the RZA, like Nas, like Jay Cause I mastered the flow from back in the day Respected by my peers from Drizzy to Cole to Kenny Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty Yeah, Im loved by many, and only hated by a little Now I think its time to switch to lyricism, peep the riddle I was born in mint condition, Im everybodys lifes mission All right, listen, put me round your neck and I might glisten The ultimate connect, Ill get you anything you need From good credit to good weed I can make any woman succeed Control you with a heart of greed Along with anybody thats in need, Ill make em beg and plead Im in the pocket of mafia crime lords and presidents Without me, theyll evict you from your residence Hov wrote about me on Dead Presidents, never irrelevant Not a soul on earth would love me if I werent me No matter what year Im in, Im current, see? People that have me, yeah, they powers so immense But people without me, make no sense, god damn Yeah, the world revolve around me, the law evolve around me The shit people do to get a piece of me astound me Blood stains my face when drug deals go wrong Im given to the greatest athletes when they go long You could put me in check But Im still laughing all the way to the bank Im the reason that the Titanic sank Im always there for you, yeah, when it comes down to the wire And some people even tuck me away til they retire I usually come around on the first and fifteenth If you owe me to somebody then theyll leave you beneath People go crazy when they feel me In the Middle East they drill me If you let your guard down, then some peoplell steal me I knew these two dudes thats always been homies since fifth grade Always schemin on the block, selling crack to get paid Now they never graduated, thought that shit a charade Only thing on they mind that wasnt me was get laid Then one day, they had a falling out on the block See, one thought the other one had been stealing his rock Cause he coulda sworn he had more weight in his stock Pulled out the Glock and his homie yelled, Stop! But before he had the chance to pull the trigger Oh shit here come the cops They saw the gun and blew them both away Now theres two more kids dead in the street all before twenty Over me, the most important thing to man: money Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we sip scotch Like Sinatra, screamin, Motherfuck the cops We just some motherfuckin kids We just some motherfuckin kids We love and miss you, Mac For those of yall who dont know man, Mac is the whole reason that I started doing this Young Sinatra shit. I remember I loved Lord Finesse, all the shit he did with DITC, Diggin in the Crates. Hip to the Game, one of like—one of the illest beats ever and I remember when Mac flipped that shit for Kool-Aid and Frozen Pizza—I thought it was the dopest shit man. Mac showed me that I could just do it all on my own—me and all my boys, all my homies— and if it wasnt for him killing that beat I would have never got on that beat for my very first mixtape Young Broke and Infamous. Damn... thats like 2010. And I titled the track Young Sinatra. And that was the birth of all this shit. So, thank you, I appreciate you, love you and miss you, yeah Yeah, we just some motherfuckin kids2Embed

Rogue One Lyrics Yeah Ready to kick it, give a fuck about a bitch Was with em for a decade, now we off without a hitch I dont give a fuck if your shit went platinum You cant fathom how in the fuck Imma combat em We independent, pick up the mic and Imma vent it If I said, I meant it Came from the bottom and I sent it Now I think Im a good father figure cause I was sonning rappers before I was a father, go figure My cryptocurrency is in the seven figures If you talking shit I roll up on you with like eleven my niggas Ready to come and get us, fuck with us, its me and all my hittеrs Made a couple pop songs, made a hundrеd million, gross Made a life for myself, for every night I need a toast I was doing the most, said fuck rap, watch me ghost I been raising my son, blazing for fun, basking in the rays of the sun in my face Took a step back, damn I think I finally found my happy placeEmbed

L.A. Lakers Freestyle LyricsI administer sinister verses Aint no father to my style, bitch I birthed this The menace is like Dennis From Maryland to Venice Like a chemist in a lab Ha, my shit is complex and yall the tenant Ey yo whos arm is this ? I guess Slim cut it off at the pharmacist We murderin MCs and then flee to wherever the Bahamas is I blew up, So thats to let yall know who the Bombest is Cause I can see the future like my glasses Nostradamuss Damn these rappers and they feelings Like an orthodontist Its probably cause my skin is white Come on, be more than honest I signed a deal with Def Jam Cause Im the man You motherfuckers are sortas and kindas Yeah my city behind this I know that you see that Im murdering synonyms all up in them when I rhyme this My flow is impeccable, hella unwreckable Knowing nobody else honest Now let me slow it down So you ignorant people hear me Even my favorite MCs wont get near me cause they fear me Revere me, no disrespect. I mean that shit sincerely I am merely the 2nd Renaissance to the fullest Its all love from up above Keep a gat in the glove just in case Introduce you to Christ like Mase, sike nah! All of you know that Logic keep the peace But my brothers keep a piece in the streets, You got it? Capisce? See thats a life I never wanted but I grew up in And did a lot of dumb shit Id never do again, What!3Embed

No Love In The City Lyrics No love, no love No love, no love Uh, what the fuck am I on Homie whats the murder over an iPhone? Broad daylight, shocked in the pawn I was just with this nigga like 7 days ago Caught him at the mall Discussing advance to be on circumstances abroad Its a cold world in the hottest city around Niggas come from all around to get a glimpse of this town Its crazy, paradise is a paradox The majority of us struggle affording a pair of socks My nigga Yoshi had a daughter coming slinging dope on the side Working at the barber shop, was only trying to survive Shot over nonsense, bout to have a daughter for the first Was paralyzed from the waist down a week before the birth My Lord, good kid mad city way before Kendrick Probably why I got into music Niggas thought I was stupid Them same niggas lost in their second childhood Having babies just because Swear I never get caught up marrying pussy my nigga no matter how good I got plans, but lately the citys lack of support is rubbing me in the worst way The chip on my shoulder is meta-morphed to an earthquake The same poisonous joy and my people be shit that they attracted to Twitter thugs brag about how they carry a mac or two Turn around, prophecy fulfilled Same niggas you murder will only end up getting killed No preachin, screachin I stay in the studio on the weekends Dreamin, to make it out alive living decent South Floridas where my heart at This is where I start at A lot of niggas doubting, I aint really into call backs Palm trees, feeling the breeze, beautiful seas Cant forget about the women who make it lovely to see, so pretty But under it all it gets gritty Caught up in a cycle, I swear its no love in the city No love in the city No love in the city No love in the city No love in the city No love in the city No love in the city No love No love in the city No love No Love in the city No Love in the city No love No love in the city No love No Love in the city No Love in the city Forget this nigga he must be crazy Know how I do it Whats up now, nigga? gunshots sirens A lot of these murders thats occurring, dont really be intent for the people thats probably getting killed, simply saying it might be meant for somebody else. Or they just shooting just trying to make noise and whoever they hit they hit, you know, just randomly doing stuff. It aint no love in the heart of this city right here. No its just, its just open season, ocean miles, you know Uh, we used to rap together back in high school Battle for respect, I hadnt seen you since I dropped out Years later reconnected This citys the worst, Im tryna do more than what has been expected Its what you told me Why they had to take your life away? What makes me shiver is we called you trigger Feels like your fate was early delivered My condolences were sent with love I pray you found the peace you needed from these gates above Meanwhile its getting worse, my cousin just got murked Over some girl who set him up My mother cried til her pupils were running dry Its do or die I feel the pressure setting in Never thought desperation would ever be this prevalent I hope you know we miss you I put you in these verses Carry on your name and hope your dream can live through mine since our visions one and the same Steady working since the slaying I was plotting a couple things But sometimes, this life will force you to change Yoshi Im glad you survived When Juan told me you got shot up, I was devastated Just had a conversation bout you leaving selling dope, and sticking to a 9-5 man You wanted more for your daughter man Looking in your eyes I know you meant it All you ever saw was a way to provide Im just glad youre alive Conscious agreed that even though youre paralyzed, I kept you in my prayers Further convinced me, shit is shifty Better leave while I can man I swear man its no love in the city And this is all I know No love And this is all I know No love And this is all I know No love And this is all I know No love No, no, when everything is not alright And even when Im positive its hard to see the light I pray my spirit brightens up before my soul takes flight Ive been searching for myself, please God dont let me lose this fight Tonight, tonight, tonight People say, you have to have a lot of passion for what youre doing. And its totally true, and the reason is because its so hard, that if you dont any rational person would give up. Its really hard, and you have to do it over a sustained period of time. So if you dont love it, if youre not having fun doing it, you dont really love it, youre gonna give up4Embed

Resurgence 2 Lyrics You know, everybodys been tellin me What they think about me for the last few months I mean we talkin bout practice Maybe its time I tell em what I think about them Bitch, you shouldve knew I was coming I been away for a minute But now that Im back you are done with Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the doberman said I still think the would go over your head Me and Joyner need a couple hearses Double homicide, kill the beat and the verses Everybody livin on the surface But we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it Whats beef? Beef is when you murder motherfuckers on a beat, kill em all, kill em all Nah, nah, whats beef? Beef is brothers dyin over shit that never mattered in the first place, lyin in the street Whats peace? Peace is when you leave it in the past, let it heal like a cast When enough time pass, and you blast Kinda like John Wick, bars like a convict Fuck around and you dont wanna start shit, woo Comin with the hot shit, all they do is talk shit You could never top it, boy, just stop, stop it High and drunk, call that HD vision All these other motherfuckers full of indecision And I murder with precision all over your television Im numero uno, number one and you is just a subdivision Never listen, we gon leave them missin Thats the mission like ISIS Aint no time to bicker over who the nicest Its Logic, its obvious, just ask the audience Ive come to body this shit Yes, its egregious, Im Regis You Kelly, you pussy, you pussy Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the doberman said I still think the would go over your head Kidnap a nigga like ISIS Turn a whole world to a crisis Walk around the city with a ice pick I been paranoid, usually, I aint like this Aint no tellin how crazy I might get, uh Beat the police with a nightstick And my whole life, I been lifeless Now Im so fly, Im a motherfuckin flight risk Fuck it, Ima hit em til they jumpin I aint trippin, this is nothin I been livin in the dungeon I done held a couple grudges Went to hell and got abducted, meet the devil Im his cousin, I aint settlin for nothin Got a metal in the truck, I keep a semi when Im bussin Niggas duckin Even Stevie Wonder couldnt see it comin I aint judgin, I just want the money, I dont need a budget I been hungry, I aint got no oven But I got the munchies, nigga How you gon move on the front line? If I dont fuck with you, I just cut ties My high school teacher said Id never be shit Tell that bitch that I turned out just fine And no, I dont know you for the twelfth time We do not share the same bloodline You love to run your mouth like a tough guy Hope you keep the same energy when its crunch time Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the doberman said I still think the would go over your head Yeah put a couple bitch niggas on, now they talk back Now they pray on my fall, better fall back Hit em whip em dismissing em all never call back Stumble mumbling niggas with words what you call rap Man this shit is a catastrophe My next bars coming up are an analogy of savagery The blood straight thicker than water Im going drrrrr for the family So I hit em wit a semi automatic Im running these niggas static They bleeding I made it g-g-g-g-g-graphic Im killing and wreaking havoc destroying every dynamic Im putting niggas in plastic My reach is fucking organic They broken Im the mechanic They stole it I took it back then replaced it with something magic Completely different and classic The size of the fucking planet Gigantic and so galactic volcanic and so sporadic Im livin life in the fast lane Wake up every morning thinkin Ima have a bad day Drive my own car, I dont like the valet Parked, then I go into my mind with an AK Shoot every thought in my head then it rotates Losin it all, but I think that Im okay Who is involved? I dont know, but Im insane Poof! And Im gone, wanna call me a no name, what!? Last couple years, lets recap I make a livin off of writin out my regrets Im doin me, I dont care where the scenes at Try to give me feedback, I dont really need that I used to walk on stage in a V-neck I used to wear a lil tie with a black vest I came a long way, why you lookin upset? Im tryna paint a picture, get the vision, you aint hear it yet, woo! Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the doberman said I still think the would go over your head Boy these streets aint nothin nice had to make way out the hood Dont nobody give a damn, had to make sure we was good Just like that before you knew it I had got my record deal When you make it from the bottom just imagine how it feel Lord knows them niggas hate everybody had a doubt Who this nigga think he is? That little black boy from the south They was laughin at me then aint no laughin at me now And for those who dont believe ask em now who run the town How bout you just get the fuck off my dick? How bout you listen and never forget? Only gon say this one time, then Im dipped Niggas aint worthy to be on my shit Havent you heard? Im as cold as the tip Tip of the iceberg that tipped the Titanic No tip-toein round it, my shit is gigantic Its big as the fuckin Atlantic, Im lit, bitch Know a young nigga, he actingso crazy He serve a few packs and he jack a Mercedes He shoot at the police, he clap at old ladies He dont give a fuck if them crackers gon hang him Bitches been askin, Where have you done lately? I stacked a few Ms like my last name was Shady My life is too crazy, no actor could play me My life is too crazy, no actor could play me Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the doberman said I still think the would go over your head Made it out the hood, now these motherfuckers act like I didnt work for it Ive been doing good you used to stab me in the back in the past like it never could first Went from that beat Honda Civic to a tour bus Whole squad in it, it could only hold four of us Ive been countin hundies in my undies adding more bucks Hotel room full of smoke, keep the door shut How can a hater say Im irrelevant Speakin before you take it out is never intelligent Like Im dead into Hell I went But Im flying over you like a Pelican Flies never get the swatting from elephants Eloquent, thats why theres big amount of malice bin But theyre jealous and all kinda embellishment Trapped in elegance, meaning your fellas mints Now youre shallots and not even an element Look, I been lowkey for a minute I think its time I come out the bat cave This aint the time for you to man up and act brave Im outta my mind but its sustainable rap craze Im on the grind you know the flow is divine Thats why I be on the rise like a volcano when ash sprays These are your last days Im ripping your limbs like crab legs They shouldnt have let me play in this rap race, Im back mane Who said Im fallin off In my celly you gon see a lot of broads And you know that the pussy is fire Thats why they throw it at me like a Molotov Muhfuckas finna get punished You gon see the whole damn rap game plummet Yeah, this nigga Hop done done it You aint even see my little black ass coming Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the doberman said I still think the would go over your head Beast mode, motherfuckers bout to get hit with so many foul lines You think Im a free throw Figured it was about time for people to eat crow You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned? I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep clothes From the East Coast to the West, Im the ethos and Im the G.O.A.T Who the best? I dont gotta say a fuckin thing, though, cause MCs know But you dont wanna hear me spit the facts Your shit is ass like a tailbone And youre trapped in your cell phone On my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe I dont want to fuckin listen to you spit your rap someone else wrote Used to get beat up by the big kids Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel And I wouldnt do shit but just sit still Now moneys not a big deal Im rich, I wipe my ass with six mil Big bills like a platypus A caterpillars comin to get the cannabis Im lookin for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin Batterin everything and Ive had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin stiff as a mannequin And Im bringin the bandana back, and the fuckin headband again A handkerchief and Im thinkin of bringin the fuckin fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular fuck, like Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the doberman said I still think the would go over your head Embed

The Opening Lyrics I mean man are you serious man? You opened up for Pitbull, EPMD, Method Man, Redman, and Ludacris? Man get the fuck out of here, man I know you lying Dog, Im telling you the truth man, look, I came on stage and he was like He goes by the name of Psychological. Alright, lyrics. give it up for Psychological. Jigga what? Uh, D.C., Maryland, Virginia make some noise! Nah, nah, nah, yall sound dead to me. I said make some noise! Make some noise Make some noise Make some- Back stage, palms sweaty but Im ready To kill my set, you know I gotta get the credy Moments before yeah im feelin unsure but everybody like You dope man weve seen you before Gotta stay humble, mind state ready to rumble Gotta keep my cool in this concrete jungle Moments before and Im still feelin nervous Roots walkin up like Whats good you ever heard us? Nah homie, you see Im kinda in the zone We can talk later but for now leave me alone Then the M.C. for the whole event Comes up to me while Im chillin in the tent Said I know you hungry, today you gonna eat, but first theres a couple guys I want you to meet Took me on the tour bus told me Have a seat Then a moment later, I met a few from Wu-Tang It was surreal cause they the reason Im in the game Make some noise Make some noise Make some- Off of the bus, gunnin ready to bust Rhyme is a must, finna kill it you better trust My hearts poundin, but calm and collected is how Im soundin Dressed fresh to death go all the honeys drownin Grip the mic while the announce my name Small talk backstage with big names in the game See I, know the line, between Logic and Bobby See Bobby, he listen to rap for a hobby But Logic, sit back relax he aint got shit So while the other acts, askin for autographs Im as professional as it gets aint no need to ask Why you goin up to them, talkin bout you rap How you this how you that, then like hey, can you sign that? Im on the stage and they like I wanna sign that Make some noise Make some noise Make some- Off of the stage, the whole crowd feelin me Copies of the mixtape what they wanna be See I aint never ever seen a concert But the first one that I went to is the first one that I merked When I first came on, they wasnt showin love When I last stepped off every girl wanted a hug I mean yeah man It was a real cool experience, you know? Its the first time I ever really did something that big, you know? With a few thousand people there and everything And, I mean it was just tight, you know what I mean? So, its pretty, its pretty much what I got out of it Yeah1Embed

KiN Lyrics When it comes to originality You know these people cant spare us So when they hear something new They feel the urge to compare it Listen close, ’fore this go over your head like Tu-pe You say I sound like J They used to compare him to Lupe But before Cole was Drake Cause I was singin all my hooks And before ’em all was Eminem But strictly for my looks You people make me sick Hop the fuck off my dick and let me flow Yes they all inspire me, but I am me And now you know So let me hit the studio like a pro Everything that you ever heard has come right from the soul And I wont stop until I earn my name, thats my goal I wont stop until I earn my name, thats my goal Cause I am Nas, I am Pac, I am Biggie, I am Jay I am Wu, coming through Mos Def, here to stay Im the roots, I am slim He is me, I am him We are all known as one We were all born KiN I am hip-hop We all hip-hopEmbed

Clouds Lyrics This concludes the No Pressure program I can give a fuck the shit you on But Im really tryna put you on Finally out this bitch, Im finally gone Lowkey Ive been waiting for so long I can give a fuck the shit you on But Im really tryna put you on Finally out this bitch, Im finally gone Lowkey Ive been waiting for so long Take two, take one Chilling in the cut with my son and his baby mama I was gonna hit the road but Im staying longer Doing whatever the fuck I wanna do when I wanna do it People thinking they know it but they never knew it What it be like, the spotlight The high takes and long nights Yelling at nobody and winning all of the wrong fights Its alright Im off like a flight, took a left, did it right, what a sight Knowing еverything gon be alright, that K. Dot 2015 It seem the art that I makе over they heads like the Sistine It really feel like aint nobody ever listening Thats why I do it for me and the homies, and nobody else Making beats in my room by myself Kinda funny how my last studio cost seven zeros But I make the best shit when Im all alone in my room College Park coming soon In the dark going off to the tune and the 808 boom I stay with the trees like a baboon Flow kinda fast but its chill like a pocket full of valium Head up in the clouds but Im coming down soon Yeah I can give a fuck the shit you on But Im really tryna put you on Finally out this bitch, Im finally gone Lowkey Ive been waiting for so long I can give a fuck the shit you on But Im really tryna put you on Finally out this bitch, Im finally gone Lowkey Ive been waiting for so long1Embed

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Ultra Violent LyricsLogic : You have interfered with our affairs for the last time Yeah, yeah Ch-Ch-Check mic, check one-two Straight from the underground type shit When I write shit, yeah, type shit, ayo Logic : Behind the mic or on an MPC is where you’ll find him Fucking waste of life, you should’ve died in a condom 17 days, your whole shit beyond too weak I grip the mic and blow the spot like plastique The bomb atomically, the lyrical anomaly, bitch, Im on one Yeah, you fucking with the wrong one I wrote this shit backstage in an arena Pep and Jordan sippin Pellegrino, never Aquafina Been through a lot of pain, yeah, that’s word to Gina I grip the mic like a machete, fuck Grip the mic like a machete, get ready, don’t do me petty Or I’ll do you like Bruce Willis did that boy Zeddy Feeling arrogant, all up in your system like heroin, it’s easy Know my beats bumpin like Deezy Wu Tang Forever, get the C.R.E.A.M., shits breezy Whip out my dick, how it taste? I’m cummin on your face, I’m a savage, this shit is average Yeah, ha, on this day, we become legendary Everything we dreamed of, bitch, I creamed up and rolled out Illest motherfucker on the scene, don’t bring yo hoe out Louis on my feet, best believe imma show out My shit bananas, no doubt, huh Yeah, you better not bring your hoe out You motherfuckers ain’t got no clout Kick in the door, waving the four four Bobby-Boy ain’t never rap on some shit like this before Contradictin himself on every other song I got different calls for different occasions This shit is amazing, now let me run that shit back, I fucked up Listen, listen, ayo, contradictin himself on every other song I got different moves for different occasions, my shit is amazing Barely scratching the surface, I’m barely fucking grazing On the beat machine, dropping gems like back I gotta leave the booth cause my homeboys blazing Tryna get so hot and not a fuckin thing faze him Logic : From the underground And were uh-, from the un- Uh-uh, from the underground If-if were un- AMillz : Yo Yeah Run it This shit so amazing Drop a song with logic now all your friends hatin Red hot Beretta shooting shots like im satan AMillz on the come up WTF im waitin for the payment WTF being welcome to forever Got logic on the boom bap rap shit who better Cold hearted but ill never gonna wear a sweater Cease and desist dont even send the letter Nah Share this on your Instagram and see it on your Snapchat See all your friends hit me up like they rattpack Nah, dont be stupid you dont got no common sense i see Too stupid just use a little L-O-G-I-C That’s logic for you stupid little money hoes And your stupid corny flows We ultra violent RGB like im fucking ultra violet Talk some shit on AMillz ill make you go silent Hip fire the drako I never needed no guidance October 25th my album drops buy it I really just plugged my shit on a logic track and im not gonna deny it Yeah Rappin like a fiend smoking up the money tree E trap see many run it backwards dont fuck with me Im done with you clowns a just lemme breathe Step on AMillz ima drag you underneath 1800 kept you alive logic dont want you dyin He stopped you from tryin I murdered this flow now i hear 12 spyin Diamond in the rough no pressure im lyin On some undiscovered rap shit im gassed like pedal Precision and precious cut metal Im so high like im smoking an increda-bowl Shit really takin a toll Im burning out rappers who never had embers from they coal Its your girl that i stole Now she on my bankroll Midnight by logic on the speaker 12 out on patrol We ultra violent time for population control Oooo big syllables Rapping like i care bout all you individuals Im a super im violet now im goin invisible Last line c in logic at least i got the visual Im ultra violent Bomb you like a Saudi pilot Screamin bitch be quiet Everyone sensitive go start a riot Dissin AMillz yeah go ahead and try it Private jets we fly it See the drip then i buy it Hole in the wall fist not cryin Girl texts me like she think im super ultra violent Its funny that im rapping to a circus When these clowns are the ones that i havent even heard of Clowns got emotions and i would hate to hurt em Fuckin Rudolph nose and high pitched flows Hope the world hear this and everybody knows Its Logic and AMillz and we catchin these woahs This track keep runnin like a fuckin winter nose Now im blowin like ya girl on a Saturday night Its Nikki and she wit see the Julies little light Yeah thats right Julie wit me she kiss me she do it wit me just a quickie Now they out to get me run and hide replacing Nikki They dont want my smoke They dont wanna choke On my super rap showdown Im thinkin that they know now I keep it real spit it independent not looking for a deal If you looking for some closure this ain’t the place to heal On my come up give me a ladder that shit ill run up Go global like a baby im ready for the Gunna Thats just some street gossip if you really gonna wonder Calling me a blunder who’s always stuck under But one day everyone will know the name even ya mother AMillz : Even ya mother Thaha AMillz Logic Rattpack BoyyyyEmbed

Logic Freestyle as Psychological Lyrics : Yo, bare with me. We gonna try and get this joint on the first track. Aight? : Hip hop fanatic, my lyrics mathematic I been chillin in the attic like Anne Frank Writing in my journal in front of the whole rank like a colonel Whenever Im on the track, guarantee that its nasty Hit ya with the steel like Cassey from Degrassi Yeah, I shut ya down like panic switches On the green mile, call it the road to riches Spit fire every time my vocal cord twitches My high-caliber grammar blow you right out ya britches Knocking motherfuckers out whenever my knuckle itches Psychological, but just call me Logic for short, ya mind I contort Murder MCs for the sport All I do is get pussy and write - Im a dork Flyer than projectiles then vacate the airport MCs nowadays think its a rap race Im a lyrical back brace - rap I support Nineteen almost twenty, rappin to get the money They see the white boy from Maryland and think its funny Till I slaughter em, lyrically manifested, best to get rid of all em Speakin in the third, he the illest, why they callin him Underdog till hes top dog, they wanna ball with him Used to be a nobody, now all the labels callin him Why? Cause of what the people saw in him Spit puzzle pieces so guess Im jig-sawing em Half-white, half-black, thats where I get it, Jack I kill the beat, then resurrect it back Just to kill it again, double jeopardy, scot-free So, if you feel it, fuck with meEmbed

Ready Player Two Lyrics Yeah! Let that shit breathe, 6ix! My mans just got that pub deal! A-Hey! This is dedicated to Dion Thats what the fuck we on Who knew when you signed me that I would become a phenom? Fuck rap This is deeper than that This is bout us as a people, now who fuckin with that? Im on my Uma Thurman, I murk them Then burn em, take they asses and churn em Im learning every day, uh Tell me who you know sing ballads like young Freddie? Tell me who you know the greatest rapper alive? Tell me who you know that been down to get ready? Thats Lil Bobby been rappin since 95 All I ever needed was some confidence I sold a couple million records, now they fuckin with this I said all I ever wanted was a place to be loved But they wasnt fucking with me so I rose up above Did it without they approval, I put it all on the line No investors gave me they money, so I spent all of mine Invested all in myself, sacrificed mental health Pushed myself to the brink of insanity just for wealth Yeah, that wealth was success, dont mean shit when you depressed But they dont fuck with that in rap, so we keep that suppressed And bitch Im right back better than ever before Emptied my bank account and paid for the Under Pressure Tour, shit Only had 700 dollars Dropped that Everybody album, now my bank account in triple commas Believed in myself when they wouldnt Fuck them and they drama And bitch, I been at it, damn right, Im an addict Now I cant fuck with the static of this bullshit, I done had it, I said Bitches want a man with money, so if I make it in this rap shit, they cant take it from me Thats the mentality that leads to fatality My reality is on some Kill Bill shit, you know Im saying? Im never playing, like Tell me who you know sing ballads like young Freddie? Tell me who you know the greatest rapper alive? Tell me who you know dat been down to get ready? Tell me who you know sing ballads like young Freddie? Tell me who you know the greatest rapper alive? Tell me who you know dat been down to get ready? Thats Lil Bobby been rappin since 95Embed

PTSD Lyrics In the cut, homie never gave a fuck Seventeen, rollin’ blunts, bumpin three-6, missing lunch They stab my cousin in the gut, mommas crying, bullets dumped Out the window of my favorite ride Homicide, spent in Gaithersburg Bitches snappin like they terrapins, lookin so arrogant Looking at my favorite rapper, want to be there with him Tired of being down and out Money in drought, look at my bank account They jump every time Im walking now You know I look around PTSD, fucking with me, I aint need a crib Fuck a GED, my momma need to eat We smoke all up in the streets Now I really think, money trees Just like EBT, they was stressing everyday But still got on Louis V, drown my sorrows with this beat Now I see hella shells burn all up in my sleep What you mean, life been hella mean Had me praying on my knees for moments they aint even believe They aint even believe Uh, open my book rip it up with the pen Then open my mind and get at it again I really do not know where to begin My mind is always on my kin My creativity on 10 Was never raised with silver spoon, but my mental state make it bend What do you mean? Now come again? Out of this world like fourth dimen So much more than mortal men Shit is over, shit is fin Im in the booth like I have sinned Im living it up, Im living my life, I dont give a fuck When I was 16 I got snap PTSD, left me corrupt I didn’t leave the house until I hit the west coast like Kurupt Boy what’s up? .45 on tuck, shawty in the truck Fuck around, we blow your brains out Leave your body in the trunk My mentality was fucked, ‘cause I was stuck, ‘cause I was damned And I just wanted to be the man Now I am, yes I am ‘Cause I was myself, but the price to pay was mental health Ego on the shelf, never be afraid to ask for help And no matter what people say when they do it, remain yourself What’s my name?, what’s my game?, pippen with no cane Yes I jump up on the track and me and Silas run a train Fuck the fame. just me and my gang. me and my gang I release music, why?, ‘cause it release the pain I release a track, it release serotonin in my brain Feeling godly, music for the whip Car tunes, fairly oddly, Its Bobby Being me and no-one else No matter what the fuck they say Im always me and no-one else, yahEmbed

Treehouse Lyrics Woo Yeah I am the plug Deep in your mind like the dopest of drugs Dont go to the club Unless they gon pay me to go to the club 45 minutes to Vegas inside of the PJ were turning it up  Jump in the Beemer You better believe that Im ready to fuck shit up I am the plug I am the person who supply the drugs I dont do this for the money I do this shit for the love For the love of my daughter The love of my momma The love of my life, drugs Was the only escape from inside of the inner city, if I make enough then I can finally get out of this place Finally... Another one dead Another one dead, shot in his head By the police All over some bread So high at the crib we call that shit the treehouse Ive been zoning, Ive been zoning I can feel it right now All the stars in the sky kinda geeking me out My anxiety is kickin and we bout to be out, like So high at the crib we call that shit the treehouse Ive been zoning, Ive been zoning I can feel it right now All the stars in the sky kinda geeking me out My anxiety is kickin and we bout to be out, like One day I was walking home Holding mamas hand When I spotted a man with a gun in his hand Now momma dead Watch as she bled Shit fucked me up Now Im not right in the head Now I dance Dance all night Dance for men with money to supply that white Now I dance I dance all night Left-handed but Im not alright Stuck in my ways Guess Ill never learn Drugs killed my momma now its my turn Ha, thats whats up! Dont give a fuck If I aint give that bitch a bullet I mighta give her the nut 9Embed

Go Stupid LyricsLyrics from Snippet: Mike WiLL Made-It, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! Yeah, this a new generation Switch up the style Im regenerating I be talking to God when I’m hearin’ Satan Im a black man but passed like Im Michael Payton Why you think I made Everybody its a statement a way of life Black is beautiful but today in this day and age A crooked cop’ll take away your life Come on now this shit ain’t no way of life Now some people make music but I make a statement And use it when people feel like they gon’ lose it yeah Why the fuck do you think when it comes to an album I’m droppin’ like two a year Hold on let me break down what Im doing here I get introspective on a record With a message deep in the lyrics But after awhile that shit get depressing they dont wanna hear it They just wanna turn up so thats when I come back On that Bobby Tarantino countin’ money sipping vino shit Its how we stay relevant to the young Mean Id rather be rapping on breaks but whatever it takes to get to the young I aint mad at the fact when I rap over 808s with the hat it make me millions peep the brilliance like I grew up on Biggie and GZA but Roddy was bumpin’ that Future and Thug Give a fuck how you came up Ill run up like ten out of ten just to show you some love Man as long as you rappin’ and killin’ shit Fuck a car black man own a dealership Fuck a record label, fuck a deal and shit Keep killin’ shit, keep killin’ shit At the crib, watchin’ Bebop Writing rhymes in a book and Im bumping that heat rock Shits smooth word to Pete Rock I cant fuck with my phone I need to detox Aye yo, aye yo Pick up the Glock like Im John Wick Yeah you know Im in it for life like a convict I switch up the style wonder who this No ceilings in I’m ruthless And I got I spit it wonder who this1Embed

Background Check Lyrics Psychological I mean really like, you know, its kinda funny how this shit came together because, you know there was nothing behind the mixtape, it was like, I had to go, you know, do a show... it was Ludacris, Pitbull, Method Man, Redman, Keith Murray, a whole bunch of people that were gonna be there, and I had to throw something off the stage, you know what I mean? Im tryna get my name known, you know, so. And it was like a month before the show, my mentor hit me up and said Yo, you gotta drop a mixtape you know? And I said ok. And we basically put everything together within 2-3 weeks and it was all from scratch except for about 3 songs so... thats the background story, I mean, I dont know for anybody that cares, I thought I would just tell you that so... enjoy La-la, la-la-la La-la, la-la-la La-la, la-la-la La-la, la-la-la1Embed

Catch This Vibe LyricsLyrics from Snippet: Waddup with you shawty, come and catch this vibe Jump up in the whip, Ima show you how to drive I met a lot of honeys, you the sweetest in the hive Youre the most beautiful girl alive Waddup with you shawty, come and catch this vibe Jump up in the whip, Ima show you how to drive I met a lot of honeys, you the sweetest in the hive Youre the most beautiful girl alive Drop top summer 09 in my hood Roll around the city, we was up to no good Wish I- Wish I had that money stacked like I should Wish I- Wish I had that money money like I should I wish I- Wish I had it like I should I said I wish I- Wish I had it like I should2Embed

Writing Room LyricsLyrics from Snippet Stressin, all of my brethren is dyin lately Im not lyin, all this defiance is tryna break me But I stand strong as a man should be in these times Food stamps in Section 8 got me pushin these dimes2Embed

Wellaware Lyrics I dont want any bologna, magic tricks, or psychological mumbo jumbo In psychological terms Never stopping it, continuously dropping it And if you a chicken I grab the heat and start cocking it And cowardice a thousand deaths So only one time is how many times that imma take my last breath Feel my flow like you blind like you blind Im not deaf And if you do me foul, imma call you out like a ref I love the way the snare hit and the drum kick like a fetus All we need now is some punch lines to complete this I sewed the lines I ripped let me read this I sewed the lines I ripped let me read this Im wellaware Homie Im wella-wellaware Said Im wellaware Homie Im-Homie Im wellaware I am well aware of the path that I have chosen in the hip-hop community And I am also well aware that if I keep up with myself at the pace Im going, beautiful things can happen Im wellaware, well well where Im going Yes Im wellaware, well well what Im doing Yes Im wellaware, well well who I am Yes Im wellaware, wellaware that Im the man Said Im wellaware, well well where Im going Yes Im wellaware, well well what Im doing Yes Im wellaware, well well who I am Yes Im wellaware, wellaware that Im the man The peacekeepers hit me up so you know I had to rock it for em Wellaware hit me up inside to rap for him Hes in the U.K Im in the U.S.A But that dont matter we collaboratin anyway Im wellaware that rhyming is my affair Im on some wellaware that I spit shit you wouldnt dare And guarantee a rise from an underground lair Said Im wellaware My odds is a million to one But I get it done And while Im mad I might have some fun Yes Im wellaware That the people support my music And Im wellaware That when haters listen they lose it Allow me to intensify the situation Im an original artist but most of these fakers is tracing Now watch me get in the rack with the track and smack back I cant mess with stuff that just dont mix Like rappers that be spittin bout nothing but stupid hits Fuck around and I break you down to the nucleus Its Psychological well aware that we in the mix Generate killer hits while the snare break you to bits You probably think he sampled Nike with them fresh kicks Punch lines like that got bitches on my dick Its punch lines like that got bitches on my Yo its punch lines like that got bitches on my dick Sorry Im kind of sick This music I just feel this music This music you know comes from the heart Its creative Its really inspiring to me Said Im wellaware, well well where Im going Yes Im wellaware, well well what Im doing Yes Im wellaware, well well who I am Yes Im wellaware, wellaware that Im the man Well I mean Definitely first and foremost you know I just wanna give a shoutout to the producer of this track Cause without him you know this whole concept wouldnt have really been done You know I wouldnt have thought about it It wouldnt have came to me so definitely you know thank-thank you though for letting me hear this shit and put it together and just-and just think about it you know what I mean And its such a good way to produce yourself and it was a good concept you know so I really enjoyed it man We gonna keep giving it to em Im wellaware, well well where Im going Yes Im wellaware, well well what Im doing Yes Im wellaware, well well who I am Yes Im wellaware, wellaware that Im the man Said Im wellaware, well well where Im going Yes Im wellaware, well well what Im doing Yes Im wellaware, well well who I am Yes Im wellaware, wellaware that Im the man Wellaware Wellaware Wellaware Wellaware Wellaware WellawareEmbed

Triple 6 Freestyle Lyrics I just burped in this motherfucker like Mac DeMarco Its that Triple 6 freestyle right here Shut the fuck up! Yeah, yeah, uh Ayy– Make some noise if you in this bitch! Yeah Check the script, Imma flip the script Imma flip the script Yeah Check the killer stance, check the profile Smoke Im blowin so loud, I got out the hood Now my daddy say he so proud I just copped a mansion out in SoCal like uh! Bobby got that dick that make your main bitch go uh! They say rap about what people relate to, I dont know Once you a millionaire then they hate you Bitches want your DNA, nah they aint trying to date you Once you on the radio, check the ratio Every girl up in the club down to give you fellatio I be at the crib watching Cowboy Bebop Bitch best kick rocks Smoking that Goldilocks out that Ziploc Slob on my knob like, Juicy J like in back in the day Slob on my knob like, Looking at this money that we stacking, you need lacing Shorty drop the low, lookin like she in the Matrix I dont know your ho, lookin like she kinda basic Bitch I been the one before Keanu back in 91 Never dropped a dime, no no not one Yall know what time it is, I want a Rollie Ima cop one This the type of shit right here that make whole the block run Check the killer stance, check the profile Check the Check the killer stance, check the profile Smoke Im blowin so loud, I got out the hood Now my daddy say he so proud I just cop-cop-cop-cop-copped a mansion out in SoCal like Bobby got that-got that-got that—main bitch go uh! Bobby got that-got that-got that-got-got-that-that I dont know, once you a millionaire, they hate you Bobby got that-got that-got that-got-got-that-that-that-that-that-that I dont know I dont know I dont knowEmbed

Intro Lyrics This song first came along when uh.. When 6ix, me and 6ix were in the studio, uh, at No I.D.s spot and.. uh he just did the sample, yknow? He had it.. and I loved it and I couldnt identify it at first. I felt like I knew what it was, but I could not exactly identify it, uh.. and it ended up being this song that um.. No I.D. had sampled for Kanye Wests Bound. And I think its so incredible how you can sample, yknow.. you give something to ten different producers or rappers and youll get ten different things and, and, we got something different with this one and for this.. song I wanted it to be extremely musical and beautiful and.. yknow.. its a very very raw hip-hop album, but.. I wanted to kinda mess people up when they first heard it, um and yeah. So its just kinda talking about the state of hip-hop and not just hip-hop but music as well and where I see myself and kind of where I fit in to it.. um.. before really beginning to tell my story on the next recordEmbed

Cosmos 105.7 Lyrics And were back Its your DJ host with the most, Kyle, youre locked in to Cosmos Radio and were here with the man himself Doctor Destruction, so what the people have really wanted to know is, why have you been destroying our universe? Seriously bro? Are you not listening to this album that Im creating and releasing as Im simultaneously destroying shit? Well yeah, sure Well I talk about it in my lyrics, why do radio people ask the stupidest fucking questions man? Well we’re simply trying to clarify for our listeners who do not know these things Doctor Because my girlfriend Sharon broke up with me, alright, well like you know I couldn’t take it so I’ve been using like wormhole technology that I created in my mom’s basement back in the day, to travel to alternate universes, and destroy them all, to seek revenge on an infinite number of Sharons that have or haven’t broken my heart Dude that’s fucked up I know Okay, so what about the original Sharon, is she aware? Of course not So what about- Aye, fuck y’all man alright I got planets to destroy and songs to release, I’m out, fuck the cosmos Uh ha, well I’m sure Carl Sagan is rolling over in his grave, stay tune folks, as we give you minute to minute updates on Doc D’s impending rampage, you’re locked into the cosmos If I tell you If I tell you now Will you keep on Will you keep on loving me? If I tell you If I tell you how I feel Will you keep bringing out the best in me?1Embed

Cosmos 105.7 Lyrics Whats up galaxy? Its your boy Buck Naked here on the Cosmos 105.79 And of course we cant forget your boy, Kyle Believe it or not listeners, we have something for you right now We actually have Doctor Destruction himself on the phone Hes calling in from somewhere in the Beetlejuice nebula and hes prepared to destroy it Doctor Destruction are you there? Yeah, Im here So our listenеrs have been dying to know, why are you hiding your voice? What do you mеan? This is my voice Well, I mean, youve obviously altered it in some way Obviously Well, do you care to go in depth at all? I mean, you know, our listeners are dying to know why Well, I mean, Im a villain, you know I gotta sound the part And how did you do that? Well basically like, I surgically removed my voice box, and then I replaced it with a vocoder to emulate like, any voice I want, whenever I feel like it Ah, this would explain the features from artists who havent been alive in almost a hundred years Precisely, I just match it to my favorite rappers frequency and record using their voice and lyrics I write, and the style and character of each artist Im featuring Well that makes sense Yeah, this way people can just listen to my shit and not have to like, have nerd conversations on Reddit about how thatd be technically impossible or whatever you know what I mean, but man, what- is this really what we talking about right now? Yes, but what about all the people who are somehow listening to this project 70 years before its actual release? Can you explain that? Look man, I dont fucking know alright, I got a time machine bro lets dead it, alright? Well there you have it folks, weve got Doc D on the line and well be right back after this commercial break From the makers of, Asteroid Be Gone, comes, The Teleportation Box! Using this simple box, you can literally transport to anywhere on your current planet in the blink of an eye. Fear flying through outer space? Not any longer. Just receive your court appointed government approved teleportation passport and blast off through the nebula. I mean that figuratively of course. As easy as a one, a two, a three! Embed

1-800-273-8255 Lyrics I been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine I dont wanna be alive I dont wanna be alive I just wanna die today I just wanna die All these other things Im talkin bout they think they know it Ive been praying for somebody to save me, no ones heroic And my life dont even matter I know it I know it I know Im hurting deep down but cant show it I never had a place to call my own I never had a home Aint nobody callin my phone Where you been? Where you at? Whats on your mind? They say every life precious but nobody care about mine I been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine But I want you to be alive I want you to be alive You dont gotta die today You dont gotta die Its the very first breath When your heads been drowning underwater And its the lightness in the air When youre there Face to face with the lover Its holding on, though the roads long And seeing light in the darkest things And when you stare at your reflection Finally knowing who it is I know that youll thank God you did I been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine I want you to be alive I want you to be alive You aint gotta die today You aint gotta die Pain dont hurt the same, I know The road I travel feels alone But Im moving til my legs give out And I see my tears melt in the snow But I dont wanna cry I dont wanna cry anymore I wanna feel alive I dont even wanna die anymore I been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind I feel like my life aint mine Who can relate? I want you to be alive I finally wanna be alive I dont wanna die anymore I dont wanna dieEmbed

Sunny in the Booth Lyrics ...most, living the life that -- oh, shit Sunny, whats up, man Whats good? Uh, Im in the lab, Im in a booth right now, whats good with you? Shit, chilling out, eating Yeah man, uh, was you feeling that joint I did on that beat you sent me? I heard that shit, that shit cold, GEmbed

Back to the Streets LyricsLyrics from Snippet: Its payback , y’all! Yeah! Back to the beats Back to the streets Back with the heat Motherfucker dont rap in the street Back to the-back to the-back to the beats Back to the streets Back with the heat Motherfucker dont rap in the street like back heat Drop bars at U Street Play like a Dimi And I’m talkin bars in Bohemia Bitches are here to be screamin1Embed

Hold Me Down Lyrics Hold me down, or get from round This for my homie that been there from the ground That hold me down The ones that hold me down Hold me down, or get from round This for my homie that been there from the ground That hold me down The ones that hold me down Uh, late night trips to College Park Man I hope this bucket start After dark, in the session, man, this shit is off the chart Whip late night to UMD Makin beats in Charles Hall Thought that shit was off the wall Way too high to ever fall In the basement, at the homie crib, yeah, thats where I live Wake up every day, put pen to pad and give it all I give Sleepin on this couch got me havin visions of livin better Do this cause I love it but I need the cheddar Uh, remember when I didnt have a place to stay Then my homie Big Lenny hit me like Yo, come round my way Every day we plot, we shceme, we dream, educate the team Damn, I find it funny how all this shit happened Its hard to contemplate Ive made a million off of rappin I guess Im adaptin, I feel like Im still back in the basement nappin And Ill wake up soon But you could take away the chains, the money, the fame Throw us out the game, shit would be the same Cause they still the ones that hold me down or get from round This for my homie that been there from the ground That hold me down The ones that hold me down Hold me down, or get from round This for my homie that been there from the ground That hold me down The ones that hold me down Embed

Final 44 Lyrics Whos poppin? Police in the streets Lets stop them Tell me when the body count droppin Real shit get to work no shoppin Back in the east Seats in the beast Its more for the fun Had to step away more for my son Been a good ride been fun but Im done Weight on my shoulder a ton I get it done I did it back to back to back to platinum plaque to plaque to plaque Dont give a fuck about that When I did it I knew I would do it When we school em you know we aint truant Im goingEmbed

Where You Been? Lyrics Open my eyes, what the fuck do I see? I see the world lacks time, and I dont need no clock for this Wait, thats the wrong song, shit The world got confusing for a bit, and still I dont get it Everybody want some shit a whole lot of are at this party Listen to me spit like Im a rapper Like I got bars for days and gold chains Like I live up in a mansion, no, apartment out in Los Feliz Still I pay my rent, momma still be callin I got all I want, it aint impress Bethany just blocked me, I aint even read her tweets My dad aint pay his phone so I aint heard from him in weeks Got used to niggas lookin at my shit like, boy, you weak! Cuz Im still Michael Lindsay still come from Warren Street Momma said dont go to Copeland they got niggas in the street They dont care if you eleven theyll leaven twelve up in your cheek At thirteen I was writing whole tracks with no beats At fourteen I was writing on them Blackberry keys At fifteen I was doing open mics, all free At sixteen I recorded in the basement up at Keiths At seventeen I was rocking with Monroe, tryna eat At eighteen I met Goodwin, Tim, all through OG At nineteen dropped Is This Art? and now shit different At twenty years old I a vision thats gon stop the bitchin Got a lot of love, dont got a lot of wishes All I want is glory in the crib for my lil ma to live in If you got a story then you tell it then they gotta listen Where you been? Where you goin? Don’t be so emotional Just staring at this open road Two seconds I turn off my phone Just ride for a minute, let all the bullshit slide for a minute They told me that the sky is the limit They told me that the sky is the limit The sky is the limit They told me that the sky is the limit They told me that the sky is the limit Elevated my vision and threw out my indecision Im bustin like jizzin, this mental prism is prison Ive risen out of this shit, made a million out of spit If you feelin inadequate and mad a bit like when Anakin had a fit Then keep it going, knowing it could be nothing While society bluffin, lying and huffing, we keep it movin Over and over, we provin the realest, illest, and chillest Rockin chinchillas, like what the fuck? Its mathematical Never had a crew, what would you rather do? Serving customers with attitudes or flying private While the pilot only focused on latitude Just cause he got it that dont mean you should be madder, dude Do what you want in this life, do what you rather do Never get caught in the middle, belittled, and feelin little, fool Just do you Where you been? Where you goin? Don’t be so emotional Just staring at this open road Two seconds I turn off my phone Just ride for a minute, let all the bullshit slide for a minute They told me that the sky is the limit They told me that the sky is the limit The sky is the limit They told me that the sky is the limit They told me that the sky is the limitEmbed

Growing Pains III LyricsThis one, wow, this one meant a lot to me, um... First and foremost because the original Growing Pains I & II were on mixtapes and before this album, I did, uh, the mixtape Welcome To Forever and there was no Growing Pains, uh, from any part of the series on that. So I think a lot of people thought that it may have been over and there wasnt going to be another one, and i wanted to give them that feeling of wow! like wow. Growing Pains III and all these people who heard these things on the mixtape like Man, hes still there. Hes still Logic, like Wow. Im a fan, I know what its like, and you kind of dread like Ohh, whats that album gonna sound like? For me, I wanted to give them this It opens up with a skit, and I love Wu-Tang Clan, so I always loved their skits, so its basically about the first time I ever heard gunshots outside of my window as a little boy. And then it opens up, Outside I can hear em bussin, bussin, and the police they rushin, go to my head like concussion And Im about fifteen years old at that time, and the gunshots, I still hear them every now and then throughout my life and Im wondering, I always used to wonder What caused that shootout? Why did I hear his? What was it? So I kind of created the fictitious tale of something that was, in fact, a true event. So that goes in, when you first hear me rapping Im laying in bed at fifteen years old and all the things racing through my mind, from the eviction notice on my door, you know, just being on food stamps and welfare and not knowing whats going to happen tomorrow and just, all the wonders. And then the beat changes up and I actually fall asleep. So this is my inner-most subconscious thoughts that I didnt even realize at the time, at fifteen years old, but now, you know, at twenty-four and looking back, reminiscing, I know that those are the things that are on my mind, because growing up in that situation, no matter what, um, the only time I was special, the only time I was anybody was when I was asleep. When I was asleep I was a famous basketball player, baseball player, I was a rapper/artist, I was a singer, I was an actor, I was dancer, I was an astronaut, but when I woke up I was just a boy from a broken home, and that- that was very hard to swallow Even touching upon the lines about the television and feeling like that family, you know growing up on The Cosbys and Family Matters, and you know, that was the closest thing I had to a real family. Once the television program turned off, or our electricity turned off, I snapped back to reality. Um, I didnt end it on a bright note, because theres people out there that feel that same way, so I wanted them to know that Im with them. And Im there, and I was there, and I understand, so...1Embed

Never LyricsLyrics From Snippet Aye, pull up in a Whip Feeling good Finally at the hood Finally getting money like a real one should Ima take a sip Get a little lit back in a bit Meditate I think I should No we aint friends Got me on 10th Picking up the pen Got a homie doing life in a pen Run it back Run it right back Like a running bag I remember running with the heater in the backpack One time coming for the boys Shit I did the void Never had a family to fill this void Lay it on the page just to gage how I feel On the best to my field If i said it, its real Nеver had shit, never got shit, nеver had cable I couldnt never watch shit now we on top bitch Put in on God bitch your shit garbage better pay homage, 1Embed