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What You Want Lyrics Nunca creí que esto iba pasar Eres lo mejor que me ha pasado Te quiero tanto Take some time, do it slow Its about that time , girl you know it I know you are my girl Why act like you dont want it girl? Baby girl when it comes to women, Ive been around the block a couple of times But youre the only shorty thats running circles in my mind And in this day and age that we live in, and its all defined Why you so intellectual? Why you so damn fine, now Hey girl, hey girl yeah Im trying to get it Stop with all these games and tell me what up with it Just take my hand, Ill be your man We surrounded by infidelity in this world that we live in But I promise Ill never give in, thats a given Im living for you and none other Just a brother trying to find a lover to cherish until he perish With honeymoons on the stars and vacations in Paris Dont be embarrassed if you get addicted to these kind of things Its the finer things, fuck the haters and what the drama brings It aint nada, I supply the Prada and diamond rings Just as long as your heart sings, so Take some time , do it slow Its about that time , girl you know it I know you are my girl Why act like you dont want it girl? Uh, yeah And now we back at it, shorty pussy like a drug And she got me cornered like a crack addict Got my mind racing, era-dict Better yet its erotic You want it? I got it Look at what you started, way she work it when she on top I might as well applaud it Lord have mercy Im trying to get it Rip it and split it, hell yeah you know I did it Converse then lay you down like a verse, Im trying to hit it Baby I want it, always down to keep it a hunnid With you my feet are never on the ground, no way Ima plummet Headed to the summit, so tell me are you really bout it? I never doubt it, youre the one that I need Apart from you my emotions begin to recede Youre everything that I have wanted and all that I need So shorty tell me how you feelin, worth feelin, looks killin I need it, Im not tryna beat it and delete it Im trying to build, and let you know that everything we share is real, so Take some time , do it slow Its about that time , girl you know it I know you are my girl Why act like you dont want it girl? 10Embed

Logic Sway In The Morning Freestyle LyricsGoddamn, Goddamn conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin, hit up my jewel and watchem freezes Breaking bread like Im Jesus Money aint everything but somehow eases Better believe us and then it leave us, the baby cryin Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whippin her ass, I kill him I kill him I motherfucking kill him I said I really want to kill him but I cant Cause if I do popo will claim Im the villain but I aint See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay Im gone, memories resurface from hella long in my past Chilling sippin Sinatra from a flask, little Bobby Just a youngin, skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble my homie in jail for robbing Welfare, foodstamps and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Couldnt take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day, I pay homage to the gods, to the greats Never stolen Im from Maryland where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan for talking out of your corner Catch me rolling with the realest, lyricism the illest My chain is the chillest sub zero Far from a hero bitch Im DeNiro in Goodfellas If youre doing your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me get it I spit it off the top ridiculus its never like this Can you feel it L-O-G-I-C Im reppin M.D yes we on it Sway How I gotta get it? All day, every day Half white, half black goddamn Im a mac Can you feel it like that Let me hitem with the killer grunt Always got a stunt then I get it with the sound effect Never can neglect Yeah I feel it yes I love it gotta get it When I spit it up in N.Y.C the M.D is the realest, call me Logic Yes you know the flow is so nostalgic at the 90s with this shit Thats off the top of the dome Im reppin V.M.G thats Visionary And then IDJ thats Def Jam but you know we got the creative control Hold up, let me bring it back and never slow it up we gotta do it goddamn homie we know Shout out to the homie Gambino, get the C-Notes This is how we do it can you feel it Its so pathetoric, chillin with my Indian homie rhêtorík A native American, this is how we do it come and stare again Oh my god yes I can feel it goddamn Hit you with the K chilling with my homie Slay And these beautiful women Im never swimming I gotta ride with that, ride with her One hitta quitta never that Once again, half white and half black Reppin M.D thats Maryland where Im from Im from the Burg, call it G This is how we do it See, reppin Gaithersburg Highschool Never graduated but Im not a fool Feeling hella cool, feeling hella Breezy This is how we do it can you geezy Im not even making sense so thats how you know its off the top Never drop, never got to stop I could get it I could get it I flip it keep it going Never knowing which direction Im flowing Goddamn yes Im soarin like I got it on the track Matter fact bring it back, goddamn Got it like that Yes I love it, yes I does it yes I do it for the children like that Wu-Tang, kill it bang, hitem with the killa bee Killer free, this is how we do it off the T.O.P its me The L-O-G-I-C I kickem with the free its Logic28Embed

A Letter to My Younger Self Lyrics I know youre scared leavin this home But youre not that used to livin alone Youre not that used to speakin your mind Youre too used to waiting in line For others, thats okay, dont think about it Every second that you do, you dude, you dont doubt it Every minute that you let them win, its time wasted Every hour youre not present, Im sayin, Im sayin, ah Dont get too far in your own head when you shout Well smile in front of all the things we used to worry about And I know it may not seem like it, but we figured out How to live on the run when your heart weighs a ton, yeah, yeah I wrote a letter to my younger self I hope you read it when you dont feel well I hope this helps I hope this helps When things around you feel they cant get worse If you wont describe the pain and how it hurts I hope this helps I hope this helps Feelin down, keep your head up Depression got a hold of me and I dont wanna get up Got a hunger deep inside of me, and now Im gettin fed up I aint talkin bout the money, I dont need to get the bread up Talk about your pen game, talk about your passion Fuck all the pop shit, get back to rappin Unplugged from the internet, no, you dont need to tap in Dont post every time somethin in your life happen Save up for the album, way better outcome Take all the time in the world and then some Focus on the writin and the bars, fuck the income Fuck a filler line, shit been done Now my mind stay feelin more 2014 But Im way more polished, 2020 too clean Tracklist done, yeah, the tracklist done But I just might wait til 2021 Cause I wanna love every single day with my son So the fans can wait if they know that its great If Im takin my time and perfectin the rhyme Cause this aint that Who can relate?, its a movement, its fate Now my mind in a state, in a place it aint been in a minute I saw that DeLorean, then I hopped in it Boy, this is a passion I havent felt in like forever Man, fuck it, whatever, I know I feel better I know that the music is better cause Im finally under no pressure I wrote a letter to my younger self I hope you read it when you dont feel well I hope this helps I hope this helps When things around you feel they cant get worse If you wont describe the pain and how it hurts I hope this helps I hope this helps Dont get too far in your own head when you shout Well smile in front of all the things we used to worry about And I know it may not seem like it, but we figured out How to live on the run when your heart weighs a ton, yeah, yeah I wrote a letter to my younger self I hope you read it when you dont feel well I hope this helps I hope this helps When things around you feel they cant get worse If you wont describe the pain and how it hurts I hope this helps I hope this helps2Embed

1-800-273-8255 Lyrics Ive been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine Ive been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine Y ya no quiero esperar Por alguien que venga a salvarme No puedo esperarte hoy No puedo sanar Ya no quiero esperar Por alguien que venga a salvarme No puedo sanar Y déjame explicar All this other shit 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 En este dolor, buscando una señal Siento que mi mente está mal Como una vida no tan real Ive been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine Yo quiero verte soñar Yo quiero verte volar Y no te dejes caer No te sientas mal I want you to be alive I want you to be alive You dont gotta die Now let me tell you why Its the very first breath When your heads been drowning underwater And its the lightness in the air When youre there Chest to chest with a 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 know where you been, where you are, where you goin I know youre the reason I believe in life Whats the day without a little night? Im just tryna shed a little light It can be hard It can be so hard But you gotta live right now You got everything to give right now Ive been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine En este dolor, buscando una señal Siento que mi mente está mal Como una vida no tan real I finally wanna be alive I finally wanna be alive I dont wanna die today I dont wanna die Ahora quiero respirar Ahora yo quiero soñar No quiero fallar I dont wanna die I just wanna live I just wanna live Pain dont hurt the same, I know The lane 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 Oh I dont wanna I dont wanna I dont even wanna die anymore4Embed

BackPack Lyrics Ima just go in on this joint right now for yall All my lyricism heads where yall at? 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 they 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 blood clot Smoke emcees, like a fuckin bumbaclot Mic check, I come to catch wreck Death before dishonor so Im coming for your neck I pop emcees like hymens Yall glass posing as studs but Im a diamond I reckon 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 statute, rhymes coming at you God bless you, when I kick wisdom it never stress you Or test you unless you a dumb motherfucker We gon get into it like this... 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 Yeah, turn my headphones up 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,fore I grip the mic Im in control Before I manifested tendons I was rhyming as a embryo Living in vertigo half of these fuckers dont know Its Logic, heh, I said its As you can see my jedi power are far beyond yours5Embed

I Love You Forever Lyrics Hold me in your loving arms, please Please dont be alarmed, no Dont sound the alarm Youre always on my mind I wish you were mine I wish I could tell you how I feel I wish I wasnt scared Dont think youre prepared For me to tell you how I feel Even on the days we dont speak Just the thought of you makes me weak I feel like Thom, I feel Im a fucking creep Pick up the pieces that make me whole again You give me a reason to live I said you pick up the pieces that make me whole again You give me a reason to live I dont know where Im going I dont know where Ive been But I cant go down that road again No, I cant, no, I cant, I say I wish I was handsome, I wish I was funny I wish I was smart and had a whole lot of money I wish I was good enough for you, for you I wish I was handsome, I wish I was funny I wish I was smart and had a whole lot of money I wish I was good enough for you, ooh She said oh no no, oh no You dont see the things that I see She said oh no no, oh no You cant fathom the possibilities And if youd open up your mind Maybe there, you would find that I love you forever And I love you forever more, forever And I love you forever more, forever And I love you forever more, forever And I love you forever I love you forever And she said, I think youre beautiful, I think youre funny I think youre smart, dont give a fuck about the money Cause, baby, youre good enough for me, for me And she said, I think youre beautiful, I think youre funny I think youre smart, dont give a fuck about the money Cause baby, youre good enough, youre good enough Youre good enough9Embed

Supermarket Lyrics Where is my girl? The one Ive been waiting for Id give you the world If I wasnt stuck in this store Id give you the world I think this here could start it Come now, be my girl Dance with me in this department Inside of this supermarket, baby With me in this department Inside of this supermarket, baby Yeah Im a weirdo, Im a freak I wish I could watch you when you sleep I knew you before you knew me Holy shit, I am a creep I come to your job, just to buy some shit I dont need Just to see your pretty face Its probably odd I fantasize about your sweet love and embrace Maybe one day, shell be mine I guess well all know in due time Ive got a heavy heart and a lot on my mind But, beautiful girl, youre one of a kind Im not a stalker, but I go shopping More than I need to, just to see you Im not a stalker, but I go shopping just to see you Where is my girl? The one Ive been waiting for Id give you the world If I wasnt stuck in this store Id give you the world I think this here could start it Come now, be my girl Dance with me in this department Inside of this Supermarket, baby With me in this department Inside of this Supermarket, baby Yeah6Embed

Growing Pains Lyrics Im tryna right my wrongs But its funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now Im tryna right my wrongs But its funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now See, I was born into a world of food stamps and welfare No dollar for the ice cream man and nappy hair Raised by a single mom, but in the back of my mind I thought I gotta have my pops, no cereal Never had a lot, but now I got plenty material No longer do I wish for money Cause being broke made me stronger, harder, faster, better So now I alphabetically murder every letter, uh Feel the conviction in my words like a jail sentence Murder in the first, do a verse, wont be no repentance Mama, Im sorry that I left at seventeen But I had to chase my dream and get this mafuckin cream Only people that I got is the people thats on my team Cause when I roll up on the scene I see everyone start to scheme Talk about they connections, talk about who they know Then they beggin me for a feature, but Im like Hold up, yo If you know who you know why the fuck you aint blow? Matter fact, you aint fuck with me this time last year though I was kicking rhymes, but you aint paid no mind at the soul And now you on my dick riding like the baddest of hoes You think its easy but its not, see the talent that I got? Determination keep it fresh, if I dont shine then its gon rot Cause it dont happen overnight, one hit wonders dont keep the spot And I plan to hold the torch until I pass it and get shot, what Im tryna right my wrongs But its funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now Im tryna right my wrongs But its funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now See, this is dedication, running up on radio stations They would decline and in my mind, they was just hatin, hehe Testing my patience they got me pissed like probation But I had the mind to keep goin and the heart to keep racing And as the world crumbled beneath my feet like a Haitian I was inspired by them to persevere through dedication Failure Im never facin, my lyrics is education So if you got the tape crank that shit like Jason Statham Yeah, this is my story word by word as Im emergin Just relax and let me open your mind like brain surgeon, uh Uhh, fresh in the game they should sign me to the Virgin But me and solo know that I would only get to splurgin I see the road to success and now its time to merge in Dont forget us when you gone what my homies urging Dont forget us when you gone, uhh I gotcha You see these Seinfeld rappers talking a whole lot of nothing So allow me to curb your enthusiasm or something This is kinda like M.J before his prime when he dunking Cause I aint 23 yet, but when Im there itll be something, ha Im tryna right my wrongs But its funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now Im tryna right my wrongs But its funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now Growin up, there was baby mama drama Everyday and every way But not my kids I aint got none to this day Cause a rubber ‘round my Jimmy when I consider foreplay Hey, ha, back in the day West Deer Park where we stay I was running around while mama was drinking everyday But its okay, I wouldnt have it any other way Cause it developed me into the young man that you see today Through dedication, yeah, yeah Never follow traditions, you see, I had a different vision I would skip school and write compositions bout my home conditions You know the usual no money and family division In specific I remember this time in my kitchen With my sisters man back Before he went to prison and got into religion He showed me how to cook crack at 12 and I aint kiddin After releasing him with ba—he no longer living And Im pretty sure his last breath was Lord forgive him Now my nephew aint got a father thatll keep him safe All I can hope is he a good boy for his mamas sake Cause she never did recover from his fathers fate And if he grew into a man that made the same mistake Well to be honest, I dont know how much more she could take So to every baby mama that could truly relate It is you unto this song that I shall dedicate, yeah15Embed

Stewie Griffin Lyrics Logic taught me So, uh... its been twenty-four hours. Got my money? Oh... uh, you know what, just give me til next Friday. Ill have it for you. Oh-oh, uh, thats funny. I couldve sworn I said have it today? Yeah... I dont have it, sorry. Oh. Well alright then... Yeah, thats what happens man! Im Stewie Griffin And this game is Brian Beatin the hell out of em Tryin, to get this money Check the statistics The chances of me blowin up are far from realistic Fuck it, Ill risk it To have a chance at fame, Id never miss it I know Im gonna be famous cause my friends and family insisted Been on the low, concealing my shit just like a biscuit But its time to let off, set off, break this bread off Bitches Im comin and I aint finna pull out All I do is get this money Cut these records and cool out My favorite night of the week to perform is Friday But I kinda see it as Louis Vuitton day Cause when I step up on the stage Im snatchin mics like Kanye Too swift to book me for the night Thats Andre Three stacks, I do it big Take no relax, Im spittin the facts Catch me in the booth, droppin tracks Yeah they talkin bout me Yeah, I know they talkin bout me Yeah I know they talkin bout me but Never face to face, they evade it By rappers Im hated Because Im fly, while they just levitated As the hating escalated My flow, it just elevated Bitches I made it Young jedi, all I do is stack bread I said I be in the crib bumpin Red Hot Chili Peppers This right here for all my city reppers Fly talker, sky walker, get gritty reppers Follow your dreams, this life aint what it seems They used to tell me Id never make it Now my flow streams Across the world, spit lyrics, let them unfurl Poetic rhetoric my girl Got my mind playin tricks on me My eyes is closed, the ice is froze, I got it Hip-hop was never dead, but it was fallin And I caught it The way I process chips, you think my brains robotic Fuckin with bitches overseas cos the pussys exotic I went from switchin lanes in the rain To switchin planes with dames Poppin champagne, spittin game, and gettin brain Dont bring that trash in here. This is my house!8Embed

WordPlay Lyrics Alright, we gon switch it up like this... Uh, now, Im off the hook, so none of yall can debate it Started making music, cause I never really related— To this bullshit, that they spit, claiming that they made it Similar to a eight guard, cause I cant fade it Use your logic, you could never evade it Im kinda like the Young Sinatra, mixed with Sammy Davis Jr Already knowing they are, two of the best to ever to do it Rhyming to improve and take rap And move it in another direction, spread like infection Better yet, lice, cause Im always on their mind Im a breed of different kind, yes Im ahead of my time when it comes to the rhyme You can catch me in the booth, from dusk, til the sun up That Super Mario flow, I always get the one up Yeah, we gun up, laser gotta help me run up Not really, but it sounded tight, shut up Fuck around, steal your bitch, just to get the nut up Really, what up? With everybody looking for a deal You can call me Indy-ana Jones and Im headed for the throne Going on a M.J. beat, leave me alone, this is music Who are you to tell me how to use it? Never confuse it, originality, Ill never lose it Maybe Im a little psycho, for hopping on the beat But the logical part of me, telling me, youre feeling B See? Im a lyrical entity, blowing minds like Kennedy With controversial lines, so everybody remember me Im repping Maryland, if you bite Ill snap on you, like a Terrapin Flyer than an airplane, Im just fucking around Switch it up with various styles, just to keep you around Some people are entertainers and some people are great entertainers, some people are followers and some people make the path and are pioneers6Embed

Life of a Don Lyrics Life of a don, life of a don—don Top five MCs, you gotta rewind Life of a don, life of a don—don Its what you all—Its what you all been waiting for, aint it? Life of a don, life of a don—don Top five MCs, you gotta rewind Life of a don, life of a don—don Its what you all—Its what you all been waiting for, aint it? Chilling with my team counting this fucking money I stay with presidents like special agents, honey You get it from the bank, I get it from the mint Only new bills, call me The Fresh Prince We gon take over the whole world Real all the time, RattPack so thorough Used to rock sterling, now my shorty wearin pearls Fuck with grown women, no time for these little girls I used to think about the things in which I never had But now whenever I reflect it only makes me glad I went from H.O.C. to chauffeurs in the H.O.V By hustlin tapes like they was kis So much paparazzi, catch an epileptic seiz I used to struggle with this shit, now I kill it with ease Started nationwide, but now Im tourin overseas Life of a don, money blowing in the breeze Life of a don, life of a don—don Top five MCs, you gotta rewind Life of a don, life of a don—don Its what you all—Its what you all been waiting for, aint it? Life of a don, life of a don—don Top five MCs, you gotta rewind Life of a don, life of a don—don Its what you all—Its what you all been waiting for, aint it? I find the dopest, flyest, O.G.-pimp-hustler-gangster-player-hardcore-motherfucker living today. To be honest, I am totally and completely on his dick They say time is money and I spend most of that with rhymin I eat filet mignon, reminisce when this was ramen Yeah, yo chain shinin, but my aura is blindin Im sick of U.S currency, I want millions in diamonds Yall roll blunts, we roll cubans Sound of my city so soothin Check my method, man, bring the suits in, haters we leave em oozin Headed to the top, penthouse where we movin, ha Bless the mic with my presence and then I teach ya Listen carefully as I beseech ya If I never meet ya, I hope my lyrics reach ya Some like they kis white, homie, I prefer Alicia Life of a don, life of a don—don Top five MCs, you gotta rewind Life of a don, life of a don—don Its what you all—Its what you all been waiting for, aint it? Life of a don, life of a don—don Top five MCs, you gotta rewind Life of a don, life of a don—don Its what you all—Its what you all been waiting for, aint it?12Embed

XXL Freshman Freestyle: Logic Lyrics See, I’m a motherfucking lyricist, bitches they fearing us Back in the day they wasnt hearing 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 living My flow is like another Earth, Second nature I disintegrate ya’, migrate ya’, then light-saber 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 than when a slave traded, check it I’m under MCs skin like muscle tissue, what’s the issue? If you talking shit, then Ima 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 them As listeners chronologically study my words verbatim Assassinate em’, the second I raid them 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 Visionary - V’s up – Rattpack Young Sinatra, Marylands what Im reppin Conceal the flow behind the image like a murder weapon3Embed

Lemon Drop Lyrics Come get me, but dont hit me I smoke weed, so Im trippy Get litty, get gritty Rick Sanchez, get schwifty Who gonna come to come to get me? Who gonna break me out, set me free? Who gonna come to, come to get me now? Who gonna come to, come to get me? Im sexy, Im gifted Im too high to get lifted Youre racist, youre evil Youre a danger to my people My vision is faded, my brain has calculated How many licks to lick your lemon drop? How many licks to lick your drop, drop? Pave the way for me to set you free Pave the way for me to set you free You know Im tryna make it, but I only got time Never graduated, so I never had a prom Alcoholic, so I never really had a mom Dont feel bad cause I turned out fine If you really bout it, come and step up to the line Im a bad mama jama, now watch me shine Only 27, Im ahead of my prime If its illegal to kill the pussy, book me with a crime My spaceship is empty Dolla, dolla bill, yall, Bobby got plenty Heres a glass of shut the fuck up, its venti Whys everybody so uptight this century? If you a crybaby bitch, Ima fuck yo mom Good thing for me that the cougar is a dime Dont believe in Jesus, but I think this is the time Ima have to come back and kill it one time My vision is faded, my brain has calculated How many licks to lick your lemon drop? How many licks to lick your drop, drop? Pave the way for me to set you free Pave the way for me to set you free8Embed

16 Bars Freestyle Lyrics Living life like this is so crazy This world is amazing One day youre on top and then she having your baby Living life like this I get down... Uhh When they come around I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound Feel like my mind gone but Im still here Dont fuck around cause they kill here This music, it kill fear I use it when I need to hear Been there, done that Drop this shit, they gonna run it back Stupid shit, man Im done with that Fake rap, take it back My chain heavy, got a lot of money, my bitch bad, have fun with that Ive been there and dont want it back If I see the bitch I might run it back cause Im gone5Embed

Prime Lyrics Hey, the mental state of a lyricist in his prime Spit divine, thought from the mind Poetic rhetoric that rhyme Leave punch lines that leave you conflicted and hit rewind Every time I spit an ill line, the worlds mine Fuck a Matana Quit it the second Im out the vagina Wont even call her mañana, sike Lyrical Unibomber, Im allergic to drama Mentality of a felon, rebelling elevate While you repellin, only hate because Im sellin Who you tellin? See I was on that raw shit While you was on that naw shit The people, they gon toss it When that all they endorse it I just waited for my time to shine, I never forced it Strategically planned it like Peyton Manning way before shit was even real La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la I remember nights as a child with my momma, hungry But my hunger for this music is on another level This shit will truly have you contemplatin deals with the devil But homie Im a king not a pawn I never settle Cause the strength within my mind is so fine I can bend metal La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la Yeah, In high school I wasnt worried about them As and Bs I was trying to make the flow unkillable to obtain these Gs Murder syllables, yes I aim to please, so much ice they call me Mr. Freeze, sike All up under your girls skirt as if I was the breeze Flow Celsius I surpass degrees Homie, please And now Im feelin like Im number 1 Cause nobody made it in the game out of where Im coming from Can you feel me? Me and my team devised a scheme to get the cream Followin dreams, livin our lives like movie scenes Started as a teen, sippin liquor, smoking green For music I was a fiend, my homies know what I mean Ha, lethal projectiles aimed at reptiles Best get your money in order fore you get checked now La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la Yeah, the beats my bitch, the mics my mistress Fiance flowin I engage, dont miss this now Hop on the track, you know I kill it to death Fuckin with Logic, its inevitable that I will result in your imminent death Now hit rewind and take a breath, homie aint nothin left Im Gregory House and this game is testin my patients Been on the low like Freemasons Livin amazing, if your shit is hot my shit is Cajun Divine white wine flowin, yes you know its aging You got sixteens? Ha, I got mathematical equations La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la14Embed

The Dream Lyrics Uh, uh, uh, yeah, Vs up motherfucker, what it is? Visionary takin over the whole biz All over your city like we in the blow biz Never go Hollywood even though we in show biz Baby girl, I just wanna give it to you like you never had it When it comes to music Im an addict A killer, aint none other iller for realler thats word to Dilla Rest in peace the best with beats And Im bout to bring the heat like 5-O Cutting records when Im out in Cabo Logic got more verses than the bible Im liable to murder anybody that pretend to be a contender Theres no better than us, the second we bust their guts, youll trust but we get it in Cutting records like a dividend You can kill me but my music it will live again RattPack, six months on the track GRVTY on the visual, so you know its a rap I murder, bringing shit that you aint never heard of Im goin in raw no contraception Red Dead Redemption, no need to mention Ima, murder the beat, homie word on the street, you a bitch I plan to get rich cause my mixtape sound like an album Your mixtape sound like shit I dont give a damn, I am not cocky I am Balboa even when the road is rocky Chillin at MOCO, ya you know I gotta go West Deer Park where I started ten years ago Every time I see a hater they wanna get physical Why? Cause when a girl see me, we get physical When it comes to women, Im a Mac, youre a Dell Pick up the mic and I shall prevail When the tide is high and the lights are low You feel like theres nowhere to go And when the stars align and the sky explodes Ill be there, of this I know And when the tide is high and the lights are low You feel like theres nowhere to go And when the stars align and the sky explodes Ill be there, of this I know And when the sky, is high, so high And when the stars align and the sky explodes Ill be there, right there, and I aint goin no where And when the sky, is high, so high And when the stars align and the sky explodes24Embed

Sell Out Records Lyrics Hello? Yes, hi, is this Logic? Yeah. This is Logic. Whats up? Hi, Logic. How ya doing? This is Marty Randolph, big-time, big-league, record-executive, super-white-guy afficionado, and I just, uh, want to talk to you about a couple things. Alright man, what is this regarding exactly? Basically, what we want to do is we want to take Logic, we want to take everything about you, and we want to take it and put it on a bigger level. Hows that sound? I mean that sounds great, man! What do you have in mind? Basically, okay, you know everything that compiles you? The whole Young Sinatra, smooth, intellectual lyrics, the realism of who you are and how you project that, everything that you do with your music? Yeah, man, thanks. Im glad you spotted that out. Basically, what were going to do is get rid of that, okay? We want to put you in the limelight with a bunch of bitches and popping bottles... cos nobody cares about that stuff. ...what? Yeah, I know, right?! It sounds amazing! Maybe you might be aware of some previous work that weve done. Basically what we want to do is: have nobody remember you in five years. I dont know man... I really dont know... Have you ever heard of Young Lollipop? Or Little Chedda? Naw. Naw, man I havent. Exactly. Thats the point! Wait... where did you say you were calling from again? Oh, Im just calling from, uh... Sell Out Records. What?! Sell Out Records?!... Yeah! Oh my God. Wait... like you, like, sell out stadiums and stuff? Naw, man. Sell out like you... like you know... you know. This is what it is, man: Illuminati. What?! Illuminati?! Yes, Logic. Its your time now. Yo, man, who put you up to this? Lenbo? Uh, no. No. Uh, I dont know where else to look. Look, just sign with us. Naw, Im straight, brah. Oh... hello? Hello? Damn it! He hung up. These rappers are usually the easiest ones to convert....8Embed

Jack The Ripper Lyrics Uh, Im ripping and living and striving The killer, the ripper he calling Will go with the flow and You know he pursuing it, doing it, moving it, grooving it Stopping it, rocking it, talking it, walking it Flip it and rip it That motherfucker is screwing it And everybody to go when I buy it then break it then roll it Then look at them Smoke it then choke all of that later Pack it, roll it, then lick it Slicing MCs like Darth Vader Decapitate a hater The second I spit it cause Im winning now I gotta get it like that yall I gotta get it like that yall Lemme hear you say Hell yeah!5Embed

Changes Lyrics Oh my, my Oh how the times have changed and I know why Things will never be the same again Things will never be the same Never be the same, aye And oh, its cause the world has changed, aye And oh, the world has changed The world has changed, aye And I said oh my, my Oh how the times have changed and I know why Things will never be the same Never be the same, aye And oh, its cause the world has changed, changed And oh, the world has changed The world has changed, aye The person in the mirror will change eventually The love of your life will change eventually The children you have will change eventually Everything in your world will change eventually And I say Oh my, my Oh how the times have changed and I know why Things will never be the same Never be the same, aye And oh, its cause the world has changed, changed And oh, the world has changed The world has changed, aye And yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh, ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah10Embed

Therapy Music Lyrics Yeah My anxiety was takin over Remove the devil and my faith gon feel it slide like its Amendola I finally made it to the field of my dreams And I let ghost play around in my head like Im Ray Liotta A Yankee owner, I got stripes in this game Hot-headed but got ice my veins, arrivin by plane G4 to be exact, rewards and beats and raps Three whores before forty-three, more are bein cracked That was the life that I was leadin back before I went to therapy And we unpacked, I wasnt really needin that I was needin validation, which, I agree is wack Mad at my therapist like, Bitch, I agree with that Heres the kicker though, my therapist is me Complainin bout my problems, how American of me? Theres a scarcity of free thinkers , its all group thoughts Thats what they think , thats not what you thought Before you saw the popular vote You scared that the worldll leave you if you rockin the boat So you dont , all aboard, now you safe in here But you dont even recognize your own face in here, fuck it Independent with a major budget You aint mad at me, you mad your lady love it, we should change the subject I sway the public like Im rappin on the radio Long hair and lookin like Im sposed to be on Game of Thrones, HBO But every time I talk, it makes the news like The Daily Show Im wavy so, of course, you wanna cruise, I call it Katie Holmes All my dreams are comin true, thats somethin I innately know Labels feedin artists soul diets like paleo Meanwhile, Im feedin myself I had a nightmare last night that I was sleepin myself, yeah, yeah Oh God I keep my ego in check, just me and this instrumental pumpin through this cassette deck Money dont represent my rank Yeah, Logic rose from jack but even the Titanic sank I seen cats with egos bigger than cruise ships lose it Gain power and abuse it Same to take my kindness for weakness and confuse it Same type dont know I stay with a gat and know how to use it Used to be addicted to likes by the likes of people I aint even liked Anxiety, readin comments aint have me readin right Trapped in the Matrix, Black Neo, back to the basics Now everything I do is off the grid, they just cant trace it Face it, I used to love rap, now all I love is my family, fuck the fake shit Only engulfed in darkness, can you see the light like common sense? But to my defense, that way of thinkin past tense Lifes a bitch and shit can get screwed like when you campin, thats fuckin in tents On tour the fans screamin the West like cravin You know I deal with shit thatll make the average mans chest cave in On the scene daily, this just in, word to Hailey I write about the world around me like a journalist Its funny how people that dont listen to me concerned with this Its cause they have to be, these motherfuckers weaker than muscle atrophy This life feels like a simulation, man, it has to be Walked through the world, the whole shit is just one giant catastrophe Speak on mental health, the people laughed at me, thats why I tapped out Retired cause I felt rapped out Feel like people more connected with shit thats not what raps about, so I mapped out Just me and my fam, I dont give a damn Livin day to day, just like the normal man I am Bringin it back to the reason I began it from the start Spillin syllables at will at the open mic, after dark Hangin with cats that stay with the iron like they Tony Stark We recognize when the phonies talk, why? Real Gs fly in silence like gnats, G7 raps Retired now Im back, I relapsed, we bringin that heat back Like July, that real shit, no two-ply Bitches Ive been plottin and plannin, fuck whatever they been demandin I grab the cannon, and ran in the lyrical phantom, jumpin out the plane tandem Flow so effortless it seems like it happens at random My green expand bigger, I Bruce Banner em I hit you with the buckshot then the Chapelle slug Hustle music like some of my brothers still hustle drugs Im the unsung, did it for money, made the money, now I do it for fun Music will forever be a part of me I do this from the heart, from the circumflex artery My bank account is seven digits like I won the lottery But that dont navigate the way I shape the game like pottery So hold up, grab the gat, reload, the Rattpack be my soldiers Yeah, Im older but I be wiser Fucking around, now open your eyes up Now these haters claim I fell from grace a couple years back Still at the top, where I been at Eight miles from the surface of Earth, feelin infinite Dont gotta get into that Whos the illest on a track? Rewind it now and listen back Wanna know who the best is? I give you forty-four guesses It doesnt matter and it never did, it never does, it never will Thats why I retired, its impossible to fulfill Just a hamster wheel, full of cats that never sit still On it, for real 4Embed

I Made It Lyrics Oh, I cant wait to say I cant wait to say Bitch I made it Yeahh Oh, I cant wait to say I cant wait to say Bitch I made it Yeahh Just a youngin with a dream Both his parents were some fiends Living life behind the scenes He was destined for that cream Smoking weed, sipping liquor, skipping school Falling quicker as he elevates with fame All the haters they gonna bicker Yeah, but little did he know He was set to detonate and surely blow Thats just how the story go Motivated just to flow White boy with the soul of a strong negro Let them know daddy black mamma white thats how he roll Will he drink from the coloreds? Will he sip from the whites? 1950s, water fountains , fuck them both that shit aint right Now, raised with killers Wolves and drug dealers Living on food stamps and sleeping on dirty pillows Thinking Oh, I cant wait to say I cant wait to say Bitch I made it Yeahh Oh, I cant wait to say I cant wait to say Bitch I made it Yeahh Im living every rappers dream Motivated by my team Now lets take it back a bit 2006, that was the scene Spilling ink upon my paper High as a sky scraper Now Im spitting so hot that Im salivating vapor Forced to be reckoned Spitting at a million mother fucking words per second With punches like Tekken The moment the mic beckons This is everything, all I got And Imma be rhyming until they drop the casket I mastered impeccable flows that could not be captured The God of this rap shit I just raptured the game Im the man And you might think Im cocky but thats not me I say that Im the best to envision what I want While you partied getting drunk I wrote endlessly for months Now I got so many rhyme books they cant fit inside my trunk Now I got so many rhyme books they cant fit inside my trunk Like Oh, I cant wait to say I cant wait to say Bitch I made it Yeahh Oh, I cant wait to say I cant wait to say Bitch I made it Yeahh A natural born killer Egotistical pistol packing mystical blood spiller When that full moon hit Grab the mic and Imma leave the room lit For the people that never gave a shit Imma give the world hit after hit This is my destiny Recipe for success is the best of me Thank God for blessing me With a life in this hip-hop world In the moment that it all unfurl Aint no way that Im looking back You know I live for this, die for this Laugh for this and I cry for this Hip-hop metropolis Aint no one toppin this Haters aint stoppin this Moment Im droppin this Fans will be coppin this Take a moment let it sit and hall of fame is where Im headed Set to detonate and bitch Im blowing up like Armageddon Oh, I cant wait to say I cant wait to say Bitch I made it Yeahh Oh, I cant wait to say I cant wait to say Bitch I made it Yeahh14Embed

See You Space Cowboy... Lyrics Yeah, yeah, uh Grammy-nominated, never won it though Dont need it, but deep down I want it though Bank account still on a hunnid though My bank account still on a hunnid But that dont mean shit, that dont mean that Im shit Its just me and my clique and we bombin this shit Aint no drama and shit, now Im throwin a fit Watch me throwin a fit and get lit like Im Evel Knievil Just me and my people, we call this the sequel to Under Pressure Aint no need to measure who the best Fuck around and know who the best Who give a shit? I just spit about this and I know what I love R-A-double-T, I put nothing above like that thing in the glove From Maryland to LA, Im a motherfucking boss at the bars And Im down for the cause, whos down for the cause? Take a step back, hold up Put the city on the map with the city on my back Let em know youre never ever goin back Dont be scared to murk em all, hurt em all, watch em all Get up all, watch em all get a ball When you grow up in a 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 This shit is systemic inside of us B, the media lie to us B They tell us we can be whoever we want to be And then when we try, what they tell us? What they tell us? To live more realistically Fuck that, get the fuck back, fuck rap and all that noise Growing up, how I grew up I really never had a choice Had killers and murderers in my house and they was all of my boys But deep down I always knew better, knew that shit I need to avoid Ayy, ayo I got a lot on my mind Got a lot of work ahead of me Im tryna maintain balance of my time Never want to let it bottle up like everything fine Thats how you go crazy and end up in the pond Ive been talkin to my therapist Rhymes Ive been writin so hot you would think it was in Arabic Flow bomb like a terrorist, never careless I got soul like parish, yeah, from Tokyo to Paris My bitch bad, stay with money like a heiress Time with my wife and my son what I cherish Just try to relax your mind Just try to relax your mind Just try to relax your mind Just try to relax your mind Alright, well I guess I just I woke up one day and I was like You know what? I kinda feel like rapping again. You know what Im saying? So I did. And I been chillin with Little Bobby and his fine ass momma and we out here in the country. Shooting guns, riding dirt bikes and shit and I was just like Man, I want to do this. So I invited all the homies out here in the middle of nowhere. And uhh we just decided to do this Bobby Tarantino EP, 3-P, off the cuff just for fun, just for the summer, just for all the homies. But we actually out here recording this album. Its gon be my last studio-album on Def Jam. So, so its gon be a vibe. Its just gon to be fun, you know, just a fun thing. You know me, Im a nerd, I love hip-hop, man. I love you listening, I love the fans, we doin this shit for the fans man. Whole time I was gone they was like, Come back! Come back! and I was like, Nah. And then now Im like, Yeah, alright, Im back. I love yall so much. RATTPACK, baby. Yeah. Little Bobby. 7Embed

Tree Of Life Lyrics I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day It spoke about music we love and music we hate I dont know why But I can relate to this Rap, bitches, money, cars only take you but so far I can guarantee you that shit dont make up a super star Time place, all good, wilin out just like you should Let your fingers do the talking in person I wish you would God damn thats my jam, let me get it like this my man Even though nobody dont understand like, like, like, like Hold up, whats the hold up? You like what you like, she like what he like, he like what they like They all hate what you like and you like fuck em all So much division my vision is faded We all from the same tree but you leaves degraded Judging the different branches in music that elevated Just cause its further from the roots dont mean that you should hate it Cause theres a time and place for everything thats been created Damn, see in the end we all fam But all that really matters is I know who I am I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day It spoke about music we love and music we hate I dont know why But I can relate to this I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day It spoke about music we love and music we hate I dont know why But I can relate to this Nobody gotta agree with me, Im just being me I keep breathing my speech, you be Comfortable if we never get to speak about it Youd rather hit your hammer, just leave without it We got a lot of light for the storm With more shine than that lamp keeps your food warm And the truth is un-disputable, its beautiful It should be considered the usual So I aint judging you for loving it so hard But you disregard that weve all got old scars My skin looks like bark They used to do it out in the park Pretend to defend or neglect to protect Depends which voice the rain reflects, connection With all the blood invested You would think it was the love that made impressions I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day It spoke about music we love and music we hate I dont know why But I can relate to this I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day It spoke about music we love and music we hate I dont know why But I can relate to this My woman is a smooth vision Aye, she my muse and Im a musician Love her cause a couple things she do different Me and her be whipping running and getting money We usually put that Pimp and Bun in and count a hundred Listen sonny your honey won’t play that 8-Ball & MJG I suggest you quit her now cause that bitch wont keep it G Cause I’m an outlaw, need a ginsing for my waiter Bobby we the Marley, high and holy, we inhale it, exhale it Early Sunday morning, on fire getting higher To the sounds of the Georgia mass choir And I swear to god you aint ever really smoked reefer till you do it to to the sound of Aretha coming loud out your speaker Bridge over trouble water and my heart What God has brought together let not man break apart I swear I aint a pair around fucking round with us Cause we be like its Pimp C bitch, now what the fuck is up? I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day It spoke about music we love and music we hate I dont know why But I can relate to this I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day It spoke about music we love and music we hate I dont know why But I can relate to this12Embed

Time Machine Lyrics I built a time machine for you But you always die, no matter what I do Every time I go back, I always seem to fail And the Angel of Death always prevails I see your face everywhere I go I watch your blood melt through the snow Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And on, and on, and on, and on, and on I built a time machine for you But you always die, no matter what I do Every time I go back, I always seem to fail And the Angel of Death always prevails I see your face everywhere I go I watch your blood melt through the snow Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And on, and on, and on, and on, and on Ive seen you die a thousand times The moment it happens is burned in my mind But I know Im gonna save you this time Ill meet you in the clouds if I dont this time I see your face everywhere I go I watch your blood melt through the snow Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And on, and on, and on, and on, and on Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And on, and on, and on, and on, and on7Embed

Transmission Lyrics Were smart enough to know that no one gets out alive Hold on to someone close, friend Cause youre never too young Youre never too young, youre never too young to die Remember the ghosts before you And drink to their souls tonight And dont forget what they told you Youre never too young Youre never too young, youre never too young to die Youre never too young Youre never too, never too No, youre never too young Never, never Uh, tell me is it the day I made it? Feel like the world is over, dont know why Ive been created Ive been under pressure but nevertheless I know nothing can measure Feeling outdated, everybody inebriated Feel like Im automated, Im automated, Im automated No, never faded, but debated, a visionary that made it As it escalated, I elevated and feel like I raided the game Cause all of this, it just sounded the same in my mind Were smart enough to know that no one gets out alive Hold on to someone close, friend Cause youre never too young Youre never too young, youre never too young to die Remember the ghosts before you And drink to their souls tonight And dont forget what they told you Youre never too young Youre never too young, youre never too young to die Youre never too young Youre never too young Never, never Youre never too young Youre never too young Never, never Never, never Never, never Never, never No, youre never too young Never, never Never, never Never, never Never, never Yeah Never to young Never to young Never to young to die Were smart enough to know that no one gets out alive Hold on to someone close, friend Cause youre never too young Youre never too young, youre never too young to die Remember the ghosts before you And drink to their souls tonight And dont forget what they told you Youre never too young Youre never too young, youre never too young to die14Embed

20/20 Lyrics Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh I am legend, legendary position Vision blurry behind the wheel of my drugs’ prescription Got no love for these bitches Got no love for these niggas They don’t fit the description They distorting my friction My addiction is money Undeniable habit Im still writing my story laid out with something Spanish She fucked me like a demon got her speaking in tongues We on the roof overlooking the city I’m from All the places I’ve been many places I hung Same shit that I spit Same shit that I slung This is more than just life they ain’t doing it right I’m just writing my wrongs 20/20 in sight Yeah, I got that 20/20 vision I can see the money clearer I was wrong was before now I’m right Watch me bang and fuck the picture It’s just me and all my niggas and my bitches My niggas the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Drop top with a couple bad bitches in the back of the Lac You know the deal, let me get it up RattPack, how we live it up Little bit of Hennessy up in the cup All up in the cut, motherfucker what Maryland what I be repping the moment I step in I’m killing this shit Killing and killing this shit Yeah, fast cars, bad hoes, fuck that, I got mad shows I guess this is the life that God chose Finally high, but I been low I got vision, boy, that’s 20/20 Getting paid, but man, fuck the money It’s that real recognize real Tell me how you feel Say they gotta lot of money, but they never seen a mil’ Grip the steel but they never kill All they do is grill I just keep posting up with my homies Man we got different blood, but you know we fam Living my life till the fullest by keeping it real Yeah you know I am Yeah, I got that 20/20 vision I can see the money clearer I was wrong was before now I’m right Watch me bang and fuck the picture It’s just me and all my niggas and my bitches My niggas the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life One time for my niggas in the go right North side and you know where I’m from right Like you aint never really know right Niggas shy till I put em in a low light Might have to ride around in your side of town With my music up If I wake your neighbors and they start complaining I don’t give a fuck Got 20/20 no specs on Rear view nigga get lost Blue print now I gotta plan Fuck a Traffic jam I just drive thru it Fuck the bullshit I learn to slide through it Lungz with Logic you don’t want a problem Fuck the progress they just digest be silent no violence Big dollars I digest you put a topic no subject Less was more, more was less big picture more success Vision blurred Im focus you hopeless and you know this Imma keep rhyming till I’m homeless I’m chosen and you know this Yeah, I got that 20/20 vision I can see the money clearer I was wrong was before now I’m right Watch me bang and fuck the picture It’s just me and all my niggas and my bitches My niggas the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life Its the life 4Embed

World Wide Lyrics Yeah, now Im a mother fucking monster Maryland I got ya Stay on that MD shit like Im trying to be a doctor I go worldwide with my flow though overseas Im spending euros Paparazzi snapping photos rattpack with me and we out this bitch I remember when they told me I would not amount to shit Now the amount that Im counting in my bank account Is amounting to a mountain flow like fountain Now its somewhere that you never heard And I aint never stoppin and thats my word Im talking Out in the islands, the shortys be whiling They way up in Canada they be demanding The way that I damage the stage when I kill it Dont even be speaking my language they feel it From Paris to Germany you know they heard of me Because Ive been wording my verses to perfect The best shit I gotta be aint no one as hot as me Dont even try to be promise Im bout to be Worldwide, worldwide, Onstage looking right in your girls eyes Im talking worldwide, worldwide, Im bout to take over the whole world Worldwide, worldwide, Onstage looking right in your girls eyes Im talking worldwide, worldwide, Im bout to take over the whole world Now would you look at your boy mamma, Im all grown up I hit that stu when I lit that fuze Im bout to be all blown up I hit the stage and I spit that shit so sick it make em all throw up They hands in the spit that shit so sick it make them all throw up Ok wait nah hold up I had to crawl before I ball Six feet tall but I felt so small Aint have shit so I wanted it all Yeah, and since my mommas name is Dawn Its only right that her son rises with the light lets get it on Im giving it all that I got for as long as I can Till I got the whole world in the palm of my hand Now these bitches is wishing to call me their man Its like all of a sudden Im part of the plan I cant tell if they want my heart or the dough So I promise Ill never fall for a fan So I just dedicate my heart to the flow When I make it just know I do it all for the fans Worldwide, worldwide, Onstage looking right in your girls eyes Im talking worldwide, worldwide, Im bout to take over the whole world Worldwide, worldwide, Onstage looking right in your girls eyes Im talking worldwide, worldwide, Im bout to take over the whole world Bitches say they love me but ho which side did you get to know Cold mother fucker I make em freeze like its ten below These chicken heads love it when I pull up in the coupe Then they salty cuz that bobby soxxer girl is who I scoop now Speaking on contraception yall not ready for conception Wasnt even expecting cause you too busy neglectin Step to the mic and deliver like 9 months All these rappers claim they lyrical aint even rhymed once Ill be, in the cut, laughing like Nelson Muntz Cause Im really livin in the tribein while a mother fucker vibin Im batman in a room full of Robins They should call me Mr.Freeze cause I sport diamonds You aint in my league you jokers is poison ivy All these two faced motherfuckers would never get by me Cause I can see everything that you doing The moment you did it the second I ruin The greatest to ever do it Im a shoe in I gotta believe it thats what Im pursuing Cause all of yall dont even know what you doing I take what youre building and leave it in ruins I got class So much class but all of yall be truant you can ask Ask the world yeah they know I do it RattPack Till my pulse flat, and I D.I.E, scratch that Im immortal through these verses cant you see Cause even if I die my wordsll never fade through Visionary Watch me fuck the world till Im on top we call that missionary Milk the game for all this dairy stack my bread and get that cheese Million dollar deals, I turn that down with ease bitch please Never went to college but I got degrees From this fire that Im spittin leave you shitin in your pants I got songs that make you think, make you smoke and make you dance Im the most versatile rapper that youve ever heard thats my word No I aint cocky Im just assured Im so MD my verses aint delivered they referred Like prescriptions my flow rock like inscription Make sure you listen carefully Cause my shit be coding up like an encryption Cant you see that we be worldwide Worldwide, worldwide, Onstage looking right in your girls eyes Im talking worldwide, worldwide, Im bout to take over the whole world10Embed

Lalala Lyrics I love listening to it from the beginning too Like theres joints where I dont even want to hear that shit from the beginning dawg And this is just one of them joints that, like, cites that issue You know what I mean? How you feeling right now? Yeah. Its a little different, you know what I mean But I got to keep it real so... Thought it was love but yeah it faded now Ive been to hell and back so Imma illustrate it now I wonder how did I end up in this position The fatal collision of lovers kissing, biting, play fighting And fucking without no rubbers, yeah, we had it all But I show no recognition as it all began to fall Girl what was we thinking? Love bigger than the Titanic and now we sinking Resorting to smoking, snorting and drinking Now Im thinking you was my sun, I was your moon Elegantly lightin up every single room that you walk in Break up, now Im stalking, your memory Honestly, you gave me my identity Took the prototype and made a better me Hey girl, how you doing? Its me You know, Ive been doing a lot of thinking And we should probably talk so just give me a call Peace Here in this wonderless land is a boy and girl But reading the lines on your hand Lets me know theres more to know Some-- Time ticks now Im feeling ill, I gotta keep it real My emotions what I conceal Now baby do you feel the level of sincerity When I say I would kill to get what we had back They say its better to have loved and lost Well, I say try it, faking like you aint hurt but you know and I wont buy it Used to be full of your love but now Im on a diet Cant you feel my pain, I know when you feel the same I do proclaim ending that wall on my love terrain My love for your body, remember when we got naughty Scratching on your back, telling me that you like that But now when I text you, you wont write back What the fuck is up with that? I gave you everything And now you wanna take it back? I cant handle it Said you loved me, now you acting scandalous Last time Ive seen you everything was fine until you cut the connection At the drop of a dime, like I aint paid my phone bill Fuck that, I keep it real, cant you feel my love? Here in this wonderless land is a boy and girl But reading the lines on your hand Lets me know theres more to know Somehow your powers didnt leave Oh, but mine took off with the breeze Im not sad, its simply what Ive come to be And Im not sad, its simply what Ive come to be And this aint home but I will live here comfortably You will be my-- Thought you was faking but, I was mistaken See, our relationship was long distance, for instance Do you remember the time when I was horny on the phone And you wouldnt pay me no mind? I was feeling all alone but you made it better I was the ammunition, baby girl was the Beretta We was made for each other, she always made me feel better See, I was tripping until I heard the news She wouldnt talk to me, now Im so confused So I took a trip from Maryland to see her Asking why she wasnt talking to me Knocking on her door, feeling hella unsure til her mother answered Baby girl, you passed away and all the emotions that I stashed away started coming back See, I felt terrible for thinking that you left me jack But you didnt have a choice, God had to have his favorite angel back With the beautiful voice that I will never hear again Im sorry, will you forgive me? Goodbye Here in this wonderless land is a boy and girl But reading the lines on your hand Lets me know theres more to know Somehow your powers delete Oh, but mine took off with the breeze Im not sad, its simply what Ive come to be And this aint home but I will live here comfortably You will be my-- La la la la la la8Embed

Here Lyrics I guess right now youve got the last laugh Im sorry if I seem uninterested Or Im not listenin, or Im indifferent Truly I aint got no business here But since my friends are here, I just came to kick it But really I would rather be at home all by myself Not in this room With people who dont even care about my well-being I dont dance, dont ask, I dont need a boyfriend So you can, go back, please enjoy your party Ill be here Somewhere in the corner Under clouds of marijuana With this boy whos hollering I can hardly hear Over this music I dont listen to And I dont wanna get with you So tell my friends that Ill be over here Oh-oh-oh here, oh-oh-oh here Oh I ask myself, what am I doin here? Oh-oh-oh here, oh-oh-oh here Tell me they love it, they want me, they need me Surrounded inside of this room by the gritty It seems like these women is needy But all theyve been wantin and needin is money She callin me honey, I know that she lyin And all she want from me is everything high end The ladder, the ladder, she love it, she climbin above it The higher she gets, she gets no vision from it The second she plummet she gon be right here The second she plummet she gon be right here At the bottom with killers and dealers Now they say that diamonds forever but never explain That the diamonds fillin up your safe cannot fill up the pain I hope youll understand that Ill be here Oh-oh-oh here, oh-oh-oh here Oh I ask myself, what am I doin here? Oh-oh-oh here, oh-oh-oh here And I cant wait til we can break up out of here Hours later congregatin next to the refrigerator Some girl talkin bout her haters, she aint got none How did it ever come to this? I shoulda never come to this So holla at me, Ill be in the car when youre done Im stand-offish, dont want what youre offerin And Im done talkin, awfully sad it had to be that way So tell my people when theyre ready that Im ready And Im standin by the TV with my beanie low Yo Ill be over here Oh-oh-oh here, oh-oh-oh here Oh I ask myself, what am I doin here? Oh-oh-oh here, oh-oh-oh here And I cant wait til we can break up out of here3Embed

Alarm Clock Lyrics Is it real? Is it fake? I woke up, suddenly I just woke up Yeah! Yo, it only makes sixth sense They sleep on the creator of Pineal Gland No offense taken, I’m just racin’, the savior of man Crucifix, positive, addition, it’s all the same Given that getting head is cool, but what is it if you don’t use your brain That’s one plane, negative subtraction, but still a balance If dyslexic then play this shit backwards Uh, the black lip captain of the ship When you dividing the pie, rats come, it’s all math son So is it really really real? Or do you need to shapen up my G? I’m a tree, you know peace be still The irony of my movement, they eyeing my every movement The pioneer of the future, another Statik selection With a dab of perfection Whether it’s wax in your bong or your eardrum I’m here now, I’m guessing you live in fear now So be it, when they speak about the real Soul be it, no debate Don’t just give ‘em the fish, teach ‘em to fish, let ‘em pro-create Shout out to Joey and ‘em, was dope before the cake I went from selling records out my record shop To my record selling out the record shop That’s a paradox like a pair of yachts Is it real? Is it fake? I woke up, suddenly I just woke up Yeah! Look, yo It’s hard to be optimistic when Connor’s your opposition Ain’t no competition, you just a confident contradiction And what I am in the future, refuse to dispute it I’ll prove it through music and all you dudes can do is salute it The most authentic, they get lost in it, I spit raw venom Jump when I say jump, I feel like Kriss Kross, nigga Never average, cut from different fabric, fans they never last My shit’s eternal Moving so fast that I probably won’t notice a hurdle Look, Best of the best expect nothing less on my quest To save the game, I’m walking around like there’s an “S” on my chest It’s Aftermath out here acting bad, I wave the flag We the only thing moving, the fuck you go’ say to that? No lies, all truth, make all you call truce Watch all just fall off like you tossed off a tall roof For getting this verse off I paid the cost of the lawsuit ‘Cause I keep hitting them hard with these lines and they all through Connor Is it real? Is it fake? I woke up, suddenly I just woke up Yeah! Yeah Another day another dollar from that 9 to 5 Yeah, you living but ask yourself, are you really alive? I worked outside, I worked with food, I worked behind the desk I’ve even hustled around my block, but hold up, I digress I’ve paid my dues, see this life I didn’t choose My face on the ten oclock news, shit I refuse I was born in a lower class, where gangsters with dough amass And police would ask questions, but we never answered when asked Momma bitching while my sister baby daddy cooking crack in the kitchen Getting rich in the street from slanging prescription He showed me how to cook it, he showed me how to cut it But deep down I always knew that life just wouldn’t cut it So I started writing, it was a dark time Only fifteen, but the shit I seen would blow your mind School was getting harder due to my life at home Principal always calling ‘cause I had barely shown No father figure, my mother tried her best to be both But let’s be honest a father really helps with your growth But I was raised by Nas and Jay Z and Big L and Eminem All of them set examples through they lyrics Listen close so I could hear it, about life and how not to fear it How to grab the wheel and steer it, and so I... And so I did just that Word of advice follow your dreams and never look back I said it’s Logic Is it real? Is it fake? I woke up, suddenly I just woke up Yeah!34Embed

Love Jones Lyrics Most living the life that Im living Is driven by money and women But youre all I ever need girl thats a given, feel me Now sick as fuck just heal me My heart broken can you seal me Baby Im knowing that our love is ever-growing Which direction are we going I think we should get to slowing it down The only girl that make me smile when I frown now Re-interrupt but we can fix it though I wonder how All I know is I miss the way you smile Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact I think about you every single night Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact it hurts when I aint got you in my sight Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact I think about you every single night Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact it hurts when I aint got you in my sight Now I aint ever treat you like you was less than nothing And I aint ever beat you unless we talking fuckin So meet me halfway baby girl tell me something You left me in the dark I pray to god the sun coming Now its been a couple years many fears is what I face But all that disappears when I look upon your grace We aint spoken for days so I guess you needed space Did you need some time to mentally erase The fact that Im the only man that put a smile on your face See when you do not talk to me my mind it just wanders I swear to god I trust you but alone I start to ponder I swear I treat you good, I swear I treat you right But sometimes I do not listen thats the reason why we fight Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact I think about you every single night Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact it hurts when I aint got you in my sight Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact I think about you every single night Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact it hurts when I aint got you in my sight Now you got me feeling like Im fuckin mental Wont speak to me so Imma speak up to this instrumental This aint the dog house shorty got me in the kennel Now, what did I do? What mistake did I make? See shall we persevere forward with it or make a clean break Since the first day we met we both knew it was fate So baby girl I guess you needed some time But I put effort into you like I put effort in my rhymes Now thats on everything, my best friend I tell you anything Give you the world plus some kids pick out any ring So know Im down especially when we up Half empty, half full—fuck a cup, she my waterfall This song is just for her fuck all of yall Aint looking for no Jessica Alba or Scarlett Johansson Im looking for the girl that always thought I was handsome Before the money and some, chillin and dirty dancing High price hotels flower pedals romancing now Every now and then emotions they can shift But all of this means nothing with no one to share it with I said every now and then emotions they can shift But all of this means nothing with no one to share it with Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact I think about you every single night Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact it hurts when I aint got you in my sight Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact I think about you every single night Its not about who wrong its not about who right Its about the fact it hurts when I aint got you in my sight8Embed

Willing To Die Lyrics Be my woman, gal, Ill Be your man Be my woman, gal, Ill Be your man Be my woman, gal, Ill Be your man Be my woman, gal, Ill Be your man At the thought of losing you I chewed my nail right down to the cuticle And its a pain so beautiful I hurled my lunch right down in the cubicle And how do I put this We leave a trail of mistakes in a wake like footprints Good kids, mad world But got a feelin were making it through, well then Im waiting for you Girl You can take my man, you can take my heart Ill be ready and waiting for you here In the streets I live, for the home I have I am ready and willing to die You can take my man, can take my heart Ill be ready and waiting for you here In the streets I live, in the home I have I am ready and willing to die Living In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, the leader driven By more than money and women, Im giving what I wasnt They love it, nothing above it, Im ready to covet and rub it in At the end of the world, looking for love again Young visionary, their vision vary on the contrary Im buried alive just trying to feel the vibe While theyre trying to fill the void, young, up-and-coming I was unemployed Now my name is something that they just cannot avoid You can take my man, you can take my heart Ill be ready and waiting for you here In the streets I live, for the home I have I am ready and willing to die You can take my man, can take my heart Ill be ready and waiting for you here In the streets I live, in the home I have I am ready and willing to die Be my woman, gal, Ill Be your man Be my woman, gal, Ill Be your man You can take my man, you can take my heart Ill be ready and waiting for you here In the streets I live, for the home I have I am ready and willing to die You can take my man, can take my heart Ill be ready and waiting for you here In the streets I live, in the home I have I am ready and willing to die3Embed

Nothing But A Hero RMX Lyrics Alright In the sky its a bird, its a plane, nah, who that? Everybody want me to save em, I cant do that Got a little shine and they wonder where the loot at The life of an artist, I had to pursue that Superman all the time, yeah, true that Thats why I laugh, when they ask, Man, where the suit at? I love my family, love my friends But when it comes down to money see it all depends Cause now I got new family, I got new friends That I never even seen before, where does it end? See, I got loved ones and I got enemies But at the end of the day, I dont know their identities Are they loving entities or people Befriending me for the fame? Breaking in the game, lifell never be the same Itll never be the same, and they all like You are my superhero I said it, I said it You are my superhero I was gone for a minute, came back in a flash Spit crack, up a dudes rock, like dash Any dame, know I got game, go ask This is my true identity, no mask Most wish to get it and rub on a flask I wish to get it and rub on her a— Hip-Hop, what Im talking bout, you aint on And a metaphor, means I am hands on Out for the green, with a buzz, like Hornet I aint rip the game yet, I just torn it See? The good guy gets the dame And if a shawty got a donk, like Lois Lane I turn into the parapalegic, from X-Men You aint get it? Im all about the brain Step to the mic, he a beast Hungry in the game, still looking for a feast All about my dough on the rise like yeast And Ima keep going til I motherfucking decease See I stood on the side humbly, like Alfred But now its time, to jump in the bat outfit And I could give a damn, if you doubt it Cause when I hit the stage, they shout it Uh, yeah, they shout it, whatd they shout? They shout You are my superhero I said it, I said it You are my superhero Know the flow never awkward, man Stepped in the booth, they like, Ill be damned Kid opened his mouth and shocked me, man And I get the honeys wetter, than Aqua-Man See? Thats that sex appeal I guess thatll add another mill, to the deal But right now, Im just tryna get a meal In the Bat-cave, sharpening the skill With an Iron-Man mindset, they can never steal Villain on the mic though, yeah, I had to kill it I wrote this rhyme, in braille, just for you to feel it Let the flow pour for a minute, but I gotta seal it Hopefully now, yall know me, got a grip on the game Like it was fresh up out the Sony You are my superhero I said it, I said it You are my superhero10Embed

Take It Slow Lyrics Oh, oh, ah Take it, take it, take it Take it slow Take it, take it, take it Take it slow Shawty I dont know you But you know Im trying to get to Know you think Im fine but my mind thats what gets you Late night conversations, aint no way Im gon forget you So let me lay you down, baby girl let me split you Yes you know I want it but first Ima get to know you Cause this aint about your body, take my hand and let me show you Now what we have is partnership I wont try to control you I just want to ride, I just want to fly I just want to take it slow Baby you already know I just want to take it slow I just want to take it slow Baby you already know I just want to take it slow Baby girl I think I really want to speed it up Lay you in the bed, kiss slow let me heat it up But I promise Ill be gentle when I beat it up Never do it on the regular but Ima eat it up Kiss you, touch you, tease you Doing anything and everything I need to please you What it is, momma let me know right now Aint no need to talk I just want to bite down On your bottom lip, let your bra rip open Never had a feeling like this and Im hoping We could do it again, never thought I could find heaven within A heart of a woman and now I begin To understand more than I did from the start Gimme your heart, trust me with love Baby girl, I swear you fell from above Lend me your hand, Ill be your man I promise to do everything that I can Ill be your Sinatra, be my Monroe Give me your heart and Ill know it will grow I put it on everything baby my love is yours for the taking, my darling, my drug And now I know, and now I know I just want to take it slow Baby you already know I just want to take it slow3Embed

Flawless Lyrics Baby girl, youre flawless She say she can take all this rawness No title, dont know what to call this Im honest I cant promise we gon go beyond this But girl, you gon get it regardless, youre flawless She say she can take all this rawness No title, dont know what to call this Im honest I cant promise we gon go beyond this But girl, you gon get it regardless, youre Take it back like 03, want the old me What they told me but dont know me Jump on it, make it pop back like you owe me Dont stop that, just show me Im finna take off your chonies Break it down, roll it up, baby girl, we gon get stony Never one to be phony Yeah, we pour it up and then sip it slow Change lanes when I whip it though Step to the mic and I rip it though They cant front cause they all know I keep it trill like Mike Jones Im cinematic like Spike Jonze Lets make a movie, make a movie Haters talk but that go through me Ima throw you on the bed, then you throw me head You heard what I said, damn right Yeah, you know the deal, Ima play the field And you aint go no man, right? Cant fuck around wit no stress I give her the pipe, no less Ima put the pussy to the test Say she feel it all in her chest cause she— Flawless She say she can take all this rawness No title, dont know what to call this Im honest I cant promise we gon go beyond this But girl, you gon get it regardless, youre flawless She say she can take all this rawness No title, dont know what to call this Im honest I cant promise we gon go beyond this But girl, you gon get it regardless, youre flawless Oh, you thought I was done? Bring it back one more gain again Im all in again Fuck around it, Ima get it in Pour up some and get lit again I think I got another hit again Think the haters talkin shit again Fuck em though cause Im too on like a lightswitch Yeah, I turn her on like a lightswitch Might fuck around and then take your bitch Make her cum and she might twitch She all on it, too fine Nobody else, yeah, she too mine I cant call it, she into me But it aint a wallet But its so odd when you so ballin Cause it seem like every ho fallin, huh, yeah Thats why, thats why I cant fuck with no hoes I said thats why, thats why I think everyone knows I only want a good girl who give a fuck less bout all this So I wrote this song for you, cause youre so fucking— Flawless She say she can take all this rawness No title, dont know what to call this Im honest I cant promise we gon go beyond this But girl, you gon get it regardless, youre flawless She say she can take all this rawness No title, dont know what to call this Im honest I cant promise we gon go beyond this But girl, you gon get it regardless, youre flawless4Embed

Everybody Documentary Lyrics One thing I think Id like to say, and you could maybe even start the whole shit off with this is... Im not sorry for making this album, and I made this album from a place in my heart of love... and Im black and Im proud as shit. Thats the shit, thats the thing the whole world said I could never say or be or do. And Im biracial and I love my fans. Swag. Flex. Rattpack Cmon! Is it going? Alright, whats up guys, This is day one of recording for the, I mean Claps Hey, Whats up guys. Make sure you keep that last part in there of me explaining it because were real all the time. RattPack My studio is being built Logic: Tapping on glass Bobby Campbell: Tapping his foot What are you going to contribute? 6ix: Claps That was the first song ever created in this room Yeah, Thats the first beat ever, damn : But like, whats it like from, going to whats going to be in here from Charles Hall? Oh, Nuts. Its gon- Its the come up. Its the glow up. Its what weve always wanted Uh, Well the message for the music is just equality of man. Straight up. Straight up and down. 6 oclock. When white people find out that Im black, racist white people. They treat me on some like-and Ive heard this, Send your ass back to Africa, or at least the half that doesnt matter. Shit like that, that Ive heard. Its like thats what I am, Im either one or the other to these people. Theres like just a handful, no more than I think like 4 songs, where I am truly discussing being biracial in America. With that being said, Those are the only times I discuss race, and its my race. Not your race or his race or her race, Its just me being biracial and telling my story. And you might not like my story, but its my story You know, and then the entire rest of the album is rapped, you know, from different perspectives of a life that that dude Atom, who is being reincarnated has lived Theres a guy who dies in the beginning of this album and his name is Atom. Atom but like the first man right? But spelled A-T-O-M, like the atoms in our body and everything connecting us. He gets hit by a car and wakes up in a white void. And hes talking to this random guy. And the guys like Life, Whats it all about? And hes like What? What the fuck you talkin about? Hes like Where am I? Well, it turns out the random guy is actually God. Have you ever heard of this guy named Neil DeGrasse Tyson? Scientist, scientist, astrophysicist, crazy, super awesome, and I dont know how the hell I did it, but I got him to play the role of God on my album. Which is crazy I cant even believe that Neil DeGrasse Tyson is on this album. Like when I think about it, thats like the most gangster feature of all time Logic: So what now, what advice can you give me? Neil: What advice can I give humanity? You guys know Big Von? Hes like the radio DJ from the bay, on KMEL Oh Yeah So he plays this guy named Atom Big Von: Wait, wait, wait, what? Stop all the hippie shit This guy Atom dies and its a whole conversation between them. And he finds out that he is about to be reincarnated. And then he finds out that not only that is he being reincarnated, but that he is everybody who has ever been reincarnated because there is only one human being. And he has been reincarnated so many times, in fact, that he is every human being that has ever existed. You know he was Jesus and all of his disciples. He was Hitler and everybody that he murdered. You know, every time he extended a hand of kindness to someone, he was doing it to himself. Every time he was extending a hand of hatred or murder to someone, he was only doing it onto himself. And it isnt until he has lived in the shoes of ever man, woman, child, race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation that he will know what it is to appreciate life and then be taken to the next plane of existence. So every time Im rapping on the album pretty much, Im rapping from the perspectives of one of the lives he has lived. So its very sci-fi, but its very real at the same time. Its weird man, its a good one Hip-Hop artists are tasked to not have any imagination, but to actually work in direct correlation to where they are from, who they were, and you know he has a lot of imagination I was actually really inspired when I read a short story that was written by a writer by the name of Andy Weir called The Egg. I read it and it inspired me so much, and its essentially the same thing, its just my take on it. You know, its a man who dies and is reincarnated and lives every life ever. And I thought wow, I relate to more than just one sect or one side of humanity or race being biracial. I kind of feel that. I feel kind of what what its like to be two people. To be like a black man in a fair skinned body, if that makes any sense. So its like wow, its almost like living two separate lives to the public. Not to me, but to others. They might view me as different people. I guess wow, thats crazy I never really thought of it like that So bringing who he is into the stories that he wants to tell and having them intertwine with reality and fantasy, sci-fi, Thats the difficult thing to score I didnt think I was going to be able to pull it off. I mean how do you pull off that? How do you pull off an album rapping from different perspectives of a life that one man lived, who is actually everyone ever. its just crazy, but I dont know how the hell it came together, but it did This is so much more than just music. Its like a true personal part of my life. So, Im getting my license, Im doing my best to get fit and in shape, and deal with being mentally healthy and physically healthy. And dealing with my music and friends, wife, personal relationship, and dogs and everything. So I just want you guys to see as much of my life as you can see So yesterday, I think i was telling Mike that I had the wildest anxiety ever. In my mind I was like, Im like Im fine, Im fine I dont know why but I was feeling physically weird. Not like ill or anything, just like- faint. You know kind of dizzy, kind of out of it. Very disconnected Fan: Logic? Logic: Sup dude? Fan: Whats going on man, hows you day? Logic: Nice, I got an appointment. Whats your name man? Fan: Raymond Logic: Shakes his hand Nice to meet you Raymond Raymond: You have a great day Logic: Thanks brother Yeah, thats a big thing that Ive been dealing with so much, which is like anxiety. A lot of people dont understand it and thats why Im like having you document this right now because I want to invite everybody into my life like never before and I have severe anxiety and its hard and it sucks Its just so crazy because Ive always-like Im on my shit you know what I mean? Like Im on my shit and I know what I need to do and how I need to do things But then anxiety can step in and be like you feel up to having this meeting or this conversation or going on stage or performing or this or that, But Im gonna fuck you up. Like its weird, its crazy and so anxiety is so much more than just mental. its a mental thing that can affect you physically and thats why when I had the biggest panic attack I ever had last year, you know just after The Incredible True Story was made, I was convinced I was going through was a physical thing. I was convinced it was something deeper like it was fucking cancer. Like, you know what I mean? Cause my body was so fucked up and um, its not that. Its my mind. Its anxiety When I went in the booth and I knew all of you guys were all out there listening, and I was learning it there and then on the spot, what he wanted me to sing. Damn, my legs were shaking, I was so nervous, It was the first time I sung it and I guess that’s when you really-like I realized that hes got a vision and I have to trust it because I wanted to practice it and get better at it, he comes back in and I was like I wanna know, I want to capture how you are right now when youre singing this for the first time I think thats good, ah! The first time in my life I have done anything like that You never? Im not really sure how it goes Now listening back i really understand why he wanted to do that cause there was a vulnerability to what was captured that i dont know if that would have been the same if I had learnt it Yo, making music makes me feel good man. Like when Im here with you guys, like not to sound any type of way, a lot of that,I mean I still be feelin weird, but a lot of it goes away. Its like I have purpose with you guys Hold on, Im trying to think... one sec. Should it end with the hook? Or maybe-maybe thats not the hook. Maybe I keep going right now and then I bring the hook again... thats what Ill do, I will extend this verse... Its always really hard to recreate a vibe, because I was in such a zone the other night. I have to tap back into that same energy. Its gotta be the same Alright, NO NO. Can you pause it? I fucking hate technology. Pause it, pause it, pause it, pause it, pause it... alright can you run it back with the last shit i was doing? My fucking- my phone deleted all the shit. Fucking hate this shit I think this is harder than when I did Gang Related. Let me hear that... Woo! So I need you to bring it back so it sounds really good, you know? You gotta make it like, you gotta make my vocals pop, period. Like Im going here and this breaks, like you gotta feel it in your soul. As the Engineer you need to know what youre doing. You know what Im saying? Gotta be really good I lost my job to Bart Simpson? Yeah, youre fucking out bro I was with No I.D. yesterday, Hadent seen him for a while. And we just had a real good talk. Man to man, shot some pool We shoot pool, and I just want it know I won 3 games today. it doesnt matter... WHEN YOU EDIT THIS JUST KNOW... 3-0 Just out of nowhere, then I played him my album. And he loved it My thoughts were just by far his best work, for me And I asked him to rap on it, and he said yeah I mean, I can- I can rap No I.D. is going to rap on my album. Which is like, what, thats so unheard of I havent really recorded a song in 20 years I texted J. Cole and I was like, Yo, Deons rapping on my album, No I.D., and he was like WHAT? How the fuck did you get him to do that? and I thought about it, and I just asked him. Only you could get him to do that Ive waited for this moment my whole life. Right now, nothing else matters. Just making music here with Deon The concept is how were all and whats going on in the Native American community thats being ignored America, so America came together, you all were there. That shit was crazy. I just found these like sample packs or like little things and like vocals and I was pressing them, and I was throwing drums on, and creating the pads When I create music I hear sounds. Distinct-- Thats why you can hear my shit when you got to festivals or whatever. They sing all the words because its catchy. All the sounds are catchy. First things you hear, Woo... thats the ohhhh and it goes off Youll hear a switch up and then Im just rapping from like a hood motherfucker and thats all he knows. And like, thats a lot of my own experience like with my brothers, and then my boy Lenny is like helping me voice this, youll hear it When Logic approached me with the contributing to the song America he laid it out. He knew what he wanted so he gave me the inspiration. Told me exactly what he was going for in that part of the song We worked on the first album, and I was the Executive Producer. And some of the first session into the album I pretty much knew he was a producer, not just a rapper. I told him hey, you dont really need me to produce your records, because you have your ideas. You need to you know have access to the personnel and techniques to deliver your thoughts. The first album was 6ix and Logic, the exact same way they did it on the mixtapes. Like nothing has changed from that you know. These two guys, sitting in the house, not the big studio, not even down here, not anywhere special. Just the two of them sitting down with the laptop, a concept, and some kind of inspiration Whats crazy too is you know, the same process we were doing back in the day. Like , we didnt have the string players, we didnt have the vocalists with us. Thats whats so crazy about it is, the process is the same, but now we get to involve actual real musicians, rather than me tryna sample a string part from another song because I cant play it. But now I can be like, we have Claire and Tom to actually play the shit Big Von, he just gets really entertaining Got Neil on the album, you know how crazy that is? Space, Time, all the good things like that. Man, Logic has come up with the crazy story of all stories So I was in Paris, with my wife, at the Louvre So, it all started last summer when I get a call from Bob. And I pick up the phone, and Its three in the morning, and I say Bob, whats up man, what the fuck is this? And hes like Im in Paris man, Im at the Louvre, and I know what our album is going to be. Everybody is looking at the Mona Lisa, and Im looking at the Mona Lisa like Wow, Leonardo Da Vinci painted this shit. Woah, this is crazy. But then Im looking at, myself included, everyone is so focused on the Mona Lisa, Im in this insane museum with all this beautiful statues and paintings and all different types of stuff. So I was like Im gonna go look for something else, not just focus on this. And I turn around, and as soon as I turn around I see this This is The Wedding at Cana. It was when Jesus turned water into wine Im like Dude, doesnt that have like a hundred people in it? and hes like Yeah, it has like over 100 people. I dont know if we need that many, but like close. I want you to paint all of it. I want all my friends, all my family, everyone who works on this albums, people of all races, colors, creeds, sexual orientations, and genders. I wasnt it to be representative of Everybody. Early into the year I decided I wanted to go to Italy to get inspiration for this. I did my research online, went through Google image search, and I studied countless books about the artist himself, other artists in the period, but theres limits to that. there was something about it where I felt compelled-- I always wanted to go to Italy. if there was ever a chance, why not now? I went to every possible church I could, I went to the museum, I saw the Caravaggio, I immersed myself in everything Ive loved and researched and I brought it back and put everything into the cover This is going to be my album cover The album is told from a variety of perspectives, which is something Bob loves to do. Putting himself in someone elses shoes and taking on their struggles and success, trying to see things through their perspective. This album, listening to it, sonically connects you to the art. it just executes that flawlessly For the longest time, I just wanted to focus on the music and not talk about race or negative shit going on in the world because I wanted it to be happy and fun, and about lyricism and raw shit. I felt that i needed to make and album like this because me being black & white and feeling discriminated against by my own people, made me feel like I need to talk about everyone else who was discriminated against I didnt wanna be like Im biracial, but I look white and blah blah blah, no Im really gonna talk about not only whats on my heart and mind, but whats on the hearts and minds of people all over the world who dont have the voice that I do I am here with Patrick Starr in my studio. And I recruited him because hes amazing and awesome and hes a very sweet, kind person, and an amazing business man-- Or business queen. No, but honestly, hes just been so awesome and hes just such a great role model for so many people I wanted to include him as a representative for his culture and just have him on the album and album cover Thank you! This is dope, so dope I appreciate it, Thank you I see good people who like to make good music and its just that simple. Like Hey, do you like what Im doing? Do you like what I stand for? Oh you like this message? you wanna come play? You wanna be a part of it? Yes or No? So Im flying this woman out, from the Bahamas, where me and my wife went on our anniversary. Her name is Paula Hiii, Im Paula McKeva, all the was from , Bahamas. Met Bobby, known as Logic as well, in the Atlantis resort and Casino Hotel We were at the bar having a few drinks and this shit was killing it I was singing Uptown Funk, so everyone was on the floor having fun I was like up, and I was dancing with like all these older ladies and shit. It was like so fun But like she KILLED it. Her voice was like killing it. She was doing like Whitney Houston songs and shit I told him to come on the stage and said Show me what you got. Then he went WILD and crazy. I didnt know who he was After dinner, and she went to take a little break, I asked her if she wanted to come sing on my album, and she said yeah. Kev, I love what youre doing, but were gonna mute that sound I just had this crazy cry because Im happy though. And Im not trying to milk anything, but I thought I should let you know. I just wanted to in this moment-- Let you know I was listening to this song, Anziety and just thinking about how hard it is to live with it. But beyond that, the song, it made me realize how many people are here. How many people are in this house. And how blessed I am to have my wife and my dogs and my friends and music and fans. I cant believe it. Because I didnt have anything growing up, I didnt have anything. And now I have everything I could have ever wanted. And just right now in this moment I am so happy and blessed. Sorry, I just wanted to real quick-- Im not trying to milk it or anything. I just wanted to say that, that i cant believe its all real and happening Were at Warner Bros. We are at the soundstage where they do all the scoring for films, and we are doing the album. And Im excited, I feel like I dont belong here I just wanted to say this is fucking crazy. Like, Im sorry, this is just crazy and I know were here to work but like I came from nothing-- so to be able to be here today is a very emotional thing. And this album is about the equality of man regardless of race, religion, color, creed and sexual orientation. This is the fight for equality Yo, Bob, you know whats really crazy? Making a beat on Ableton of FL Studio and then like seeing that shit charted out and noted. Thats amazing, isnt that like crazy Yeah, were just like Neanderthals Like all the sheet music, but like what we sample My name is Bobby Smokey Hall, Im legend. Im the legend of hip-hop go-go. Im here to see my son, Logic, one of the hypest artists out there. Hes just in his own zone. Hes got a string session going on right now. so yeah, I love him Its been an amazing experience, and I really appreciate it Bobby has always been driven, even as a kid. He was a leader, not a follower. He never followed, you know what Im saying? he had his own way that he lived I took Bobby in the recording studio when he was like 15 for the first time. And he spit for like 45 minutes, non-stop. The engineer and I, Rock, just laughed and said That boy got bars. You were talking to your mates last night on the sofa and I was just like listening in and trying to learn what you guys were talking about. And you were saying like We work with loads of people, but we FUCK with Logic. And I was like... excuse me? You were like You know what Im saying, we FUCK with Logic. We FUCK with him you know what Im saying? And Im like what are you talking about? I had no idea what that meant So when did that click for you what that meant? Oh, only like 24 hours later, when I asked what it was. Did I ask one of you guys? I was like What does that mean when you fuck with someone? I thought if youre fucking with someone, youre fucking them up or something This is a classic documentary moment right here Lucy, I got a better one for you. You ever heard of what a fuckboy is? So yeah, that, Jess said, before she met you, I went out with a couple of fuckboys and I was like is that just some one like, you have sex with? She said that just means like a lame person Well, I fuck with Logic Yeah, we fuck with you Lucy Rose I fuck with you all We fuck with you It was a long-ass time ago, Im in the studio with this mo-fucker and he brings this in And Im like Dillon whats that? And hes like its that P1 bro, for sure. And Im like damn thats crazy, thats so cool, hes like yeah man check it out, doing all this shit and Im like oh my god, I gotta have this So i hopped in the whip, I go, I drop the bread on this shit immediately, and all I get out of it , like used it for. I spent all that money, and got the kick for Like Woah, and its worth every penny This is rapped from the perspective of a rapper that like, the first half, it almost sounds like a sample with the vocals, but its all myself. And hes saying like I dont want to sleep all day and get up at night like ehs not happy with the life that hes living because hes one of those rappers focussing on money and material possessions Its called Ink Blot because one of the line is Im not me, Im who you want me to be. And hes rapping like yeah I got this money and Im not a real rapper its all bullshit, Im making my money, fuck it. Like that personification of that rapper like that tone, chain wearing, yeah yeah I rap, but deep down hes not happy, but his raps are like yeah I got this and millions. its just a rapper who isnt happy with himself, but is making a lot of money. So thats the song Perpetratin ass, dumb ass mothafuckas, man All on the Gram, all on the Snapchat with the bullshit Kill yo mothafuckin self, nigga Kill yo mothafuckin self, nigga And tell yo bitch I said slob on my knob That’s crazy! Yo, I’ma keep all this shit for the album Oh they gon love that, they gon be like, Aw fuck So, were here, on Scotch Wednesday, its a little thing I do with my buddies. Every Wednesday, as grown men, we drink scotch, shoot pool, play some jazz and Sinatra on vinyl over there. Did you smoke a Jefferey? Freefalllll Woah wait, who has some other really good ones you can impersonate? Like Sinatra... OH give me Tonight Show All hand on deck, go Keep going Youre gonna do great. ... you just totally left me hanging Oh, sorry Hello, sir, how are you doing today? Im doing good, how are you doing? You brought the whole-- Yeah, we brought the whole team Oh, excuse me, who is taking the picture? Im upset that I did what Im supposed to do. Thats the thing Im telling you man. Its not like a fail. Ive failed before, many times. Its just that when you know you did everything, you know you did it Were at the DMV. Bobs taking his driving test for the second shot. And uh, Im a little bit nervous. I know he can drive, but just these instructors take of points for the craziest things Thank you, 29, I can go in through here. Swag Got that license though Black Spiderman I wrote, first and foremost, its about stereotypes, and that people make me believe I should be ashamed of who I am, and Im not Like, be you, fuck EVERYBODY else, just be you. And people are goig to hate on you, they hate on me and my message is Peace, Love and Positivity, and people HATE me. Like think about that... Thats CRAZY! When you look at people you see things. You see a black man, you see a middle eastern man, you see,... there are people that are conditioned to look at people of color or people that are brown on an airplane a little weird. and thats so FUCKED up and I hate that. People look at me and I go, Im a rapper, and they go What? or people are conditioned to not accept me in hip-hop because of how i look, or how i speak. Oh, you speak white or you talk white, like the fuck? Ive heard that my whole life Im saying in general for this career. What do you mean talk white? What the fuck does that mean? I said fuck that, why cant Spiderman be black? Why cant James Bon be gay? Why not? like fuck it! And thats why I open it up with Black Jesus, Black Jesus. And people are like What? Black Jesus? What the fuck? Like Ive got a Black Santa Clause right now in my house Ive known Damien for 6-7 years now, maybe even 8 years. And weve just been buddies like through the internet. And we used to do records together. I wasnt shit, I wasnt nobody. I knew I wanted him to be on the album, and he dropped EVERYTHING to come out here. With no promise of placement or anything like that, just to see where he could contribute. And Im sitting down there, and were working, and Im like I think I need some vocals on here. And, like I said, i trust everybody, who knows whats going to happen? You want to go in there, and lets see what you got. He told me before Bobby hit record, that you could hear it in the microphone, his heart pumping And like, I could just feel the magnitude of this moment. And how pivotal it was He was like this is 6 years in the making that just came out. And... I dont know, something just hit me and I started letting loose Something about that, some type of grabbed me and let me soar vocally YES! Praise him! Im putting this on the album! GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW . COME HERE! You just earned yourself a feature credit It was like one of those milestones in your career where you know youre just in the right room, and the right mind state. Everything just lined up I only work with people that are as good and creative as I am in their field. I like when people make me feel fucking stupid. I like when people are so good at playing strings, or piano, or singing, or whatever that makes me feel talentless. I cant do what they do. Like Im Batman. Im Player 1, Im Super Mario, so are you guys behind the camera, so is 6ix. I dont work with Player 2s, I dont work with Robins. I work with other Batmen, and I know that sounds really weird, but what i mean by that is you, whenever you leave, and you take this camera to do whatever you do, you are a boss. Youre a boss, and you go do boss shit. But when youre with me, youre under my wing, being a boss, helping me paint my boss-ass picture With Logic, time to go to the basement. Its my time to shine. Hopefully I have something that actually like fit on the project When i first met I could see this I mean, hes a superior lyricist. We already know that. He puts together classic albums, we know that. This is beautiful, its rich, its moody, it revs you up and brings you down. Its an ALBUM, and in an age where that may not be important, its refreshing. You know? so, bravo! Ive told him before, I think hes one of the best in the world Mannnn, come on. Thanks man Logics music makes me feel something. I dont listen to a whole lot of hip-hop or rap music. And when I first met Bobby he did ask me Why do you listen to my music? Like I dont understand. Like you play this sweet folk music and then you listen to my music. but theres something about it I just cant explain, but it makes me really feel something Its kind of scary. I cant explain. like when I first started making music I was willing to sacrifice everything because I had nothing to lose. But now, i have everything to lose. That isnt a bad thing. That just means I have a good life It makes me work harder. Because I was working so hard to obtain all of this. But now I have to work even harder to keep it Ooooo I just gave you some fire! With my last album I went around to radio stations, and I shook hands, and I jerked people off. And I was like Yeah whats up! trying to get radio placements. But not like trying to work for the radio, but like trying to get more people to hear. And this time, Im like fuck that shit. Im not going nowhere, im not doing any press. This album has already done what it was intended to do, and it was to set me free of any shame the public made me feel. It did what it was intended to do because I dont give a shit what anybody else thinks And Im really not gonna try to get too much into it, but I had a conversation with J. Cole about the public, and being on social media, and all these things. Like I dont need the public to accept me. I dont need anybody to tell me my music is great, or Im amazing. Because I know Im good, I know Im great, and I know Im amazing. Just like you, and them, so fuck anybody else and what they got to say because I know Im good, and thats what this album is about. Knowing that youre beautiful, youre great, and youre special. Knowing that you are something, were something, and will be something So fuck everybody else 3Embed

Babel Lyrics Okay, so what do you think life was like before the fall? I mean weve seen pictures of open land as far as the eye can see and oceans incomprehensible in size that our grandparents would do their best to describe it. I just cant imagine life anywhere but inside a space station. I mean the simple concept of a sky doesnt even fully register... We do have fields on the Babel station and also— Yeah, yeah—but thats all synthetic. I mean were heading to this planet right? That we call Paradise, because we hope it can sustain life. Why? Because well eventually run out of resources... Exactly! I mean what if we got there and its exactly as the data predicted: beautiful, lush—then we destroy it just like we did Earth? Theres only 5 million human beings left in the universe. I mean, its weird to think about the fact that in 2065 the last footprint was left on Earth before ascending to Babel. Man, whats your point? The point is, 30 ships have traveled in deep space looking for a planet like this. Damn near all of them return home without any luck! Some of them didnt return at all.I guess my fear isnt that we wont find Paradise: its that well create purgatory...2Embed

Finding Forever Freestyle Lyrics Go go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three Go go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three Go go, go, go, go, go, go On the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now Go go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three Go go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three Go go, go, go, go, go, go On the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now Feel like Ive been waiting fo ever, for ever ever? Through any endeavour, whatever my hand on the lever ready to go Ready to go, yeah ready to go, uh, ready to go, ready to This the shit they never know Ive been dealing with suits and fans talking about Im straying from my raw roots Well what if I told you some the music you hearing is actually from years ago Im talking long ago But its funny how the public aint perceiving a little Rumors started and everyone wanna believe that Id just leave it and go Leave it and go, leave it and go, leave it and go Bitch Ive been a beast, Im eating like 10-a-piece Homie put your mind to ease, keep enemies on a leash Shout out to the homie Common, I know Im redoing your shit But you was fucking with the album so Im sure it aint a problem A bit under pressure, nothing can measure But all these beautiful women around mes such a pleasure Shout out to the RattPack Yall its looking like September, I know it feel like forever but we all gon get that together just Go, go, go, go Im writing this record on the back of the tour bus Seem like every year that pass man theres been more of us Me, Lenny, C Dot and 6ix thought it was the four of us And the homie QuESt, and the homie Jon Bellion Thats my morte fame, you know we gotta goin on On the roll with the fever yeah Im still on the mic Did a show, sick as hell, but Im still alright You know we on that Wu-Tang, resurrect it with the band Screaming money aint a thang, Visionary be the gang When Im done with the verse just send it to Bobby so the mix great And when it drops, get the Castro mixtape Goddamn, you know I feel it All the fans want the album, but you know Ive gotta kill it first Hella come up with a muthafucking killer verse Rest in peace, man I wish I had a Dilla verse Go, go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three Go, go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three Go, go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three Go, go, go, go, go, go, go On the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now People say the same stuff about rap music People are just like, “Oh rap music now, oh it sucks. It’s so bad. Rap music now sucks Now back in the day that was good rap music That was where the good rap music was at That’s the good rap music” No it’s not! Have you ever listened to rap back in the day? It’s always some dude being like “Well I went to the hat store today and I bought myself a hat. Ha-ha-haa” Nigga, nigga I don’t want to hear your hat stories So lame Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Logic33Embed

Stain in the Game Lyrics Flyer, than the rest of em Im higher, than the rest of em My first name is Sir, so Im sire, to the rest of em Nothing but the freshest writtens in my compositions Psychological protégé, what more to say, nothing See Im a stain in the game, tryna scrub me out, Im still in I started at the bottom and now Im spreading to the ceiling Is you feeling this lyricism, Im dealing like rummy, you know? My flow smoother than gin, on its way to your tummy Nah, see? I think we should come in like this You know what I mean? With that ill beat, sort of give it a different type of vibe Uh, yeah, we finna get it like this, uh See Im a stain in the game, tryna scrub me out, Im still in I started at the bottom and now Im spreading to the ceiling Is you feeling this lyrcism, Im dealing, like rummy, you know? My flow smoother than gin on its way to your tummy Yeah, Ill stop your heart like a pulmonary edema Im so hungry I need FEMA, and I used to be a dreamer Til I came into fruition, now, all of yall better listen And understand its my mission, that no matter where I walk Its my purpose to glisten cause you rappers cant see me Like you bought the wrong prescription, but I spit that Lasik So close, that I can taste it, while you go back to the basis Cause you dont know where you headed, as soon as I shred it You dread it like Waynes skull Im one of the best, to ever do it, that aint done it yet And yes, that might sound cocky But Im just gunning for your respect, thats how you do it11Embed

God Might Judge Lyrics Ayy, this one for all the ladies out there This like that old Kanye That College Dropout Kany— This that new workout though When you in the gym and shit, doing squats Ha, ayy, we finna turn up man Yeah, yeah All my girls, yeah they know the deal Ima keep it a hundred girl, I’ma keep it real Ima tell you the truth, it dont matter how you feel First class but my shirt Coach Never bougie, I ain’t scared to hit the roach Straight up out the ashtray, out the ashtray Everybody know that boy, he got a lot of cash play I am the Young Sinatra, do it my way I do a one-eighty on the highway I got a couple cars in my driveway I got a couple broads in my driveway I say, Who got the Ubеr on they phone? I aint tryna cuddle with you, girl, you sleepin on you own Aint nobody fuckin with mе, you could tell by the tone Got a lotta women waitin by they phone, all alone But Im here for you When I get home, Ill be the one to pull your hair for you The only one to get up in your favorite area And go way back, where it’s deep down She love it when I make her come to my compound She play my music just to hear my voice Yeah, that boy so busy she ain’t got a choice Know I put that work in til that girl ain’t got a voice Roll my weed on the dash, you could call me Rolls-Royce Ima fuck you in the west wing, then the east Throw you on the dinner table then get to the feast Oh no, she might not be the one but she the right freak She even got my name tatted on her right cheek, oh! God might judge you but the boy wont You know the boy will satisfy you like the toy wont Yeah, these other dudes playin’ but the boy dont Say it might not work, what do they know? God—God—God might judge you but the boy wont You know the boy will satisfy you like the toy wont Yeah, these other dudes playin but the boy dont Say it might not work, what do they know? Uh, got a lot to give, got a lot to give I just fucked around and dropped four Ms on my crib Yes, I got a lot to give, got a lot to give Get the fuck up out my business, let that boy live Shawty said she want it, said she know she need it Never put my hands on her but you know I beat it Like Mike, beat it up like Michael I cant throw these girls away, that boy Logic recycle Open up the Rolodex, Im goin through a cycle I aint really one to party but I might go psycho Like, what up with it? Ima get it, Ima hit it, baby—step back Second I step in, they know that Im reppin it, baby—whats that? PLP, this the B-O-double-B-Y I dont know, ho, but Im feelin pretty fly I just wanna take a moment, tell you that youre worth it, youre perfect Baby, youre beautiful, you deserve it God might judge you but the boy wont You know the boy will satisfy you like the toy wont Yeah, these other dudes playin but the boy dont Say it might not work, what do they know? God—God—God might judge you but the boy wont You know the boy will satisfy you like the toy wont Yeah, these other dudes playin but the boy dont Say it might not work, what do they know? Uh, get it, baby girl, you deserve it, youre perfect If you aint never had a man tell you that youre— Get it—get it—get it, baby girl, you deserve it, youre perfect If you aint never had a man tell you that youre worth it, then I will Oh yeah, you know, girl, that I will Yeah, I promise you right now that I will Aint got no title but I dont believe that Im gonna leave Oh no, no, girl, do not worry bout that Yeah, Im gon jump on this jet but I promise that Im comin back I said yeah, Im gon jump on this jet but I promise that Im comin back for you Girl, Ill never break your heart but Ill break your back Im gonna tear that pussy apart soon as I get back Shawty, dont play, girl, you know what I need A beautiful woman to take care of me I close my eyes and youre all that I see You want a man and want it to be me I want it too but I need to be free Is that selfish of me? Is that selfish? Maybe Im scared Maybe Im scared cause its been so long Would you be there? Would you be there for me to hold on? Maybe Im scared Maybe Im scared cause its been so long Would you be there? Would you be there for me to hold when its over? Promise you wont ever tell me its over God might judge you but the boy wont You know the boy will satisfy you like a toy wont Yeah, these other dudes playin but the boy dont Say it might not work, what do they know? God—God—God might judge you but the boy wont You know the boy will satisfy you like a toy wont Yeah, these other dudes playin but the boy dont Say it might not work, what do they know?2Embed

I Ain’t Fukin Wit Cha Lyrics Nigga wonder why, like where I been, I aint fuckin wit you Real niggas dont talk, about the dirt they did, I aint fuckin wit you We used to be homies, I aint fuckin wit you Money look good on me, dont it? I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, hell nah, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, I aint fuckin wit you Its certain niggas I dont fuck wit Its certain niggas I dont fuck wit cause I go hard And I aint got time anymore to waste all my goddamn floss Seems every nigga wants me to fall, oh well, landing on my car Forgiato wheel, lets keep it real 20 years in the game, still makin mills I thought everybody liked me, fuck nigga dont try me Or end up in a situation you aint gettin out of Let me demonstrate a do-do-do-do-do, a hundred rounds Fight night, yo life, outline, its certain niggas I wont fuck with Its certain niggas I wont fuck with Like you, you, you, him and that nigga, I dont fuck with yall niggas Im too busy countin up until I see a hundred milly Good riddance, my fingers itchy Nigga wonder why, like where I been, I aint fuckin wit you Real niggas dont talk, about the dirt they did, I aint fuckin wit you We used to be homies, I aint fuckin wit you Money look good on me, dont it? I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, hell nah, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you Hell nah, I aint fuckin wit it Actin like you bout it, undercover wit it I been workin like a fiend, nahmean right? I aint fuckin wit it if it dont seem right Only time I be about it if the cream right Motherfuckers wanna gas like a green light Til that shit pop off and they out of sight Aint no wonder why they never really bout it, right? Stay up out my business, Ive been with this Can I get a witness? Fuck around and end up on they hit list, oh! I aint fuckin with it though Mind on my money, give a fuck about a hoe Money like mine, only come, never go Never though Bring that shit back like weve been there before Like you got it for low, like you got it like woah Handle my business, Im in this, Im ready, Im steady This life is the only I know Fuck about another man talk about another man money Get the fuck from me Logic the realest, I don’t give a fuck if you hate this or feel this As long as you feelin this dick Frontin in front of my eyes, that shit be makin me sick Nigga wonder why, like where I been, I aint fuckin wit you Real niggas dont talk, about the dirt they did, I aint fuckin wit you We used to be homies, I aint fuckin wit you Money look good on me, dont it? I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, hell nah, I aint fuckin wit you I aint fuckin wit you, I aint fuckin wit you Niggas be too fake man Getting a blowjob in an old-school Lamborghini Countach I aint kick it with no niggas, I aint beefing with no niggas Im just tryna get my pocket on Oprah These niggas bitches got my name in they mouth like Botox Meanwhile Ive been on my own shit Sitting on my throne, getting bent like a crowbar You gotta be about your money Never let another motherfucker count your money The niggas in your circle is not your homies If they dont fuck with you without your money Its certain niggas I wont fuck with Thirsty ass niggas on the internet keep me off your timeline Fifty niggas waiting at your doorstep Gotta watch your homies, cant trust them all Theyll get your ass killed for that new car Niggas they hate, never met a nigga who was motivated Twenty million later and Im still waiting Thirty-Six Mafia inspired you niggas Six niggas from the mud still fly on you niggas Real niggas respect real niggas I cant give a fuck about the realest nigga Nigga wonder why?8Embed

The Cube Lyrics Up, right, L2, R2 Dude what is that? What are you doing? Man, this shit is Rubiks cube shit... Rubiks cube? Man, I get so much pussy with this motherfucker Its amazing! Really? Man bitches love the Rubiks cube, bitches love this shit! Wow, teach me Yes, I willEmbed

DeLorean Lyrics Hey boy, this could be your life I said, Hey girl, you could be my wife I said, Hey man, dont take this shit too far I said, Woman, take a step inside my car Could only imagine the things that can happen But you let go and ran away Only imagine the things that can happen My only comparison is night and day Only imagine the things that can happen But you let go and ran away Only imagine the things that can happen My only comparison is night and, night and, night and day Take a trip inside of my DeLorean Back to the future where everyones been dead for a long, long time Oh, the past, the past, the past, past, past We already know what happens when it happens Could only imagine the things that can happen But you let go and ran away Only imagine the things that can happen My only comparison is night and day Only imagine the things that can happen But you let go and ran away Only imagine the things that can happen My only comparison is night and, night and, night and day 11Embed

World Wide Lyrics Hahahaha! Oh you gon highlight shit? Gon get jealous like shit? I hope you record it like shit? Cause I am GRVTY like shit? And I am, sleep tight Wait, wait, are you recording? And to immediately get into our show I want to bring out the host of tonights show You all know him A very wonderful, wonderful personality of show business Now aint it funny how the whole thing changed They said Id never make it, now their words rearranged I went from nothing to something But I was something all along Who you know on the come-up doing numbers in Hong Kong? Got fans in LA, got fans in NY Got fans down in Atlanta and all the way to the Chi We world wide World wide motherfucker They think we pay for promotion but our strength is in numbers Its so comical, so hilarious All these stupid groupie bitches want to marry us And just a year ago, I had to pay to perform And now venues across the country dropping stacks to go on Ive been working for years and sometimes I get heated But those who dont learn from history are doomed to repeat it I do it for the fans, they know what the message is RattPack is world wide, dont believe it? Check the messages I love you! Come to Miami please! Um, youre perfect, youre beautiful, ok, bye I love you! Bye! Bye bye, we love you Yo, what up Logic? My name is Adam and Im currently living in Tokyo. Im a huge fan of your music and youre doing great stuff for the rap game Hi Logic! This is Melissa, Im calling from Paris. I really like your music, I love your lyrics. Keep making us happy with your music. Kisses from France. Bye! Sup Logic, its, uh, Jason here from London calling you. Your music is dope, uh, I love what you do. Were waiting for you over here and well take care of you as soon as you come here Yo Logic, whats good man? My name is Brandon, Im 18 years old, Im from Switzerland, Im a huge fan, man, keep up the good work. Keep it comin bro, you know? Yo, yo, Im from Brazil, nigga, Logic is the shit. Young Sinatra Hey, this is Tyson from Cobalt, Ontario, Canada, your musics the shit. Keep up the good work Hey Logic, my names Amanda, I am from Puerto Rico. Oh my god, like, if I ever met you, it would be the happiest day ever. I would love it if you came over to Texas, I would fly all the way over there to come see you. Bye! Hey, my sweetheart, I just wanted to tell how much I love your music. Keep doing what youre doing because we all love you so much. Te queremos mucho, bye Hey Logic, Im from Canada and I fuckin love your music Logic, its Jacob from Alaska, just wanna tell you that youre the shit And now Im back but Ima switch the style up We moving at high speed, these fuckers is dial-up You know I formulate my words like a dissertation So let a brother proceed like litigation I know you feel this deep inside of you, no penetration We got something for everybody but in moderation You gotta crawl fore you walk, I ball but you block Share knowledge like its stocks since the West Deer Park Back in the days a 9 millimeter strays that grazed My old apartment Wherever I dreamed, thats where my heart went Now, as a baby my Mama was on the bottle Couldnt wait til I was of age to hit the lotto Or the throttle and Im gone Like fuck the world, all I had was music and my girl Til that shit fell apart and this life unfurled Nevertheless, I attest Am I blessed? Hell yes Occasional stress, but I only bite what I can digest Back in the day it was jeans and white tees Now I got so many sponsors I cant keep up with the companies Now Im not bragging about material possessions Im trying to teach you a lesson about business and progression And what happens when you perfect the image in your profession Aint no second guessing, you know its all about perception I used to talk about the things I wasnt really doing But I had to visualize it before I began pursuing it Yeah, huh, and now a motherfucker doing it But business aside, its been a beautiful ride Cause I do it for the fans and brush the haters aside I cant wait for the day Ill look within the eyes of my bride Cause every lion needs its queen to make its children its pride But these haters really dont know what the message is Dont know what the message is Once again, dont believe it? Check the messages Sup Logic, um, Im from Danbury, Connecticut Yo whats up, Logic? This is Steven from San Antonio, Texas Yo, what up? My dude Logic, yeah Im from same old West Deer Park, man, its ya boy Hey Logic, this is Sarah , your number one fan from Detroit Yo Logic, its off from Gaithersburg High School! You know, you know, you know, you know, bitch you know! Yeah, your music real dope, son. I be cranking that shit with my mom and shit Dude, whats up? Im from Maryland. Im from College Park, University of Maryland. Ive seen all of your videos Whats up, Logic? Im from Santa Cruz, California Yo man, Im from San Jose Whats good, Logic? From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Ayy yo, whats up, Logic? Its Mike Mays, Im from the bay Yo, what up, Logic? This Daniel from Forstmann, Arkansas Hey, its Michala from Portland, Oregon Albuquerque, New Mexico Austin, Texas Cincinnati, Ohio Long Island Im from Virginia South Dakota Chicago, area New York Grandswood, North Carolina, dude! Anaheim, in California Colorado, North Eastern Nevada Maui, Hawaii , California South Carolina New York Los Angeles, California The Bronx, New York Los Angeles, California Raleigh, North Carolina , Florida Colorado Texas I love you. laughs I sound like the- I love you! I love you. laughs Hey, Im just calling you, and I hope you hear this but I think youre sexy as hell Youre such a genius and I totally admire your work I love your music, like, you dont even know, like, theres no words to explain how much I love your music I really, really, really, really, really love your music I love your music I freakin love your music, youre amazing! Loving every bit of all of your new music I fucking love your music I love your music I love your music Oh my god, Logic! Im a true BobbySoxer! Im a BobbySoxer all day, every day. I will forever rep it BobbySoxer BobbySoxer all day RattPack, RattPack, boy! All day RattPack for life RattPack for life RattPack all day RattPack til I die. I am in love with your music Young Sinatra Young Sinatra Young Sinatra Your music, it like, truly inspires me Your music is definitely inspirational Youre my favorite rapper! All I do is grind, all I do is get this money, all I do is rhyme Aight nigga, we fucks with you up out here Man, I bump your shit all day, dude! Playing that purp durp skurp durp to your shit, dude Logic, you are my idol Whats good, Logic? Its Dalton Cole from Los Angeles, California, man! Know what I just love about your music is that its just a variety of everything and thats what the world needs! A variety of taste and not just one kind of thing, you know? Leading people to all different things cause thats what makes the world a beautiful place it is, is by- its not just looking at one thing but just sharing all the different genres and Im just grateful for that, man. That somebodys doing that and Im just grateful to be your fan. Making music for the world and for the good, and that love is deliberated, brother, so, thank you I just want to take a, take a moment of your time right now. I just want to thank everybody. Im nothing without the fans, Im nothing without my team. Its been a long journey, and this is just the beginning. Thank you all so much. I truly, I truly love you all from the bottom of my heart. Man, this shit is crazy. Since day 1, I been at it. I know I probably sound real, real tired but, shit, the whole RattPack been up for the like past 4 days trying to finish up this mixtape. Its just been crazy. But you already know what it is. Logic, Young Sinatra, shout out to the Bobby Soxers, RattPack all day, Visionary. I love yall 7Embed

Highs & Lows Lyrics laughs Yo, this joint here, is for all my homies that I got. You know what Im sayin, smoke to this joint, vibe out be cool. Created a little soundtrack for when they high You used to hate it, now you love it Smile in my face, I think nothing of it Yeah Ill shake ya hand, kill em with kindness Homie, this is Young Sinatra at his fuckin finest So spark it up, and get lifted Please check the rappin, you know that Im gifted Pretty perfume, I love to sniff it She love the stick, and the way I shift it Automatic, in the rain Switchin lanes, like I switched dames Bitches love it, and I dont know why Maybe cause they, so god damn high Smoking on that green, got my mind faded Sleeping on my dreams, thats until I made it Cause Bitches want it And women need it MCs, we leave em depleted Yeah you know we fly, never fallin Well rounded, so you know we ballin Women love us, fellas hate us I aint perfect, but I know that Im one of the greatest Yeah you know we fly, never fallin Well rounded, so you know we ballin Women love us, fellas hate us I aint perfect, but I know that Im one of the greatest So Im back again, like I never left If you really wanna get it girl we can meet up, high price hotel most def Its official make that pussy whistle, like a ref And if I die tonight, what a sweet death So Im living large, supersize If you want beef, Ima leave you fries Complimentary suits, complimentary rides Its all free, no charge like my phone died I remember times, high school Chasing dimes, like a fool Smoking bud, Sticky Icky Only fuck with dank, yeah your boy was picky If the bag was light, told em call me Ricky Cause you got some explaining to do! Then we would kick it with some pretty girls Skipping school, making music for the whole world Yeah you know we fly, never fallin Well rounded, so you know we ballin Women love us, fellas hate us I aint perfect, but I know that Im one of the greatest Yeah you know we fly, never fallin Well rounded, so you know we ballin Women love us, fellas hate us I aint perfect, but I know that Im one of the greatest Knockin, knockin doors down, showing cuz around Knockin doors down, showing cuz around Knockin, knockin doors down, showing cuz around Ima, Ima come through and show my wood- show my wood- show my woo-6Embed

Intro Lyrics Yeah, ayy I got rent, I got bills, but I want a record deal Dont wanna give up on my dreams cause I know I got skills People sayin I wont make it, sometimes thats how it feels Dreams and ambitions of makin millions from record deals Emotions, I let it spill, Im goin in for the kill Give em my everything still, I hope you feel me for real Just me and all my homies, we want it now more than ever Destined to work a nine-to-five, man, fuck all that, whatever I want this life forever I wanna make it out my hood, I wanna do shit better I got nothin to my namе, not even no GED But I dont wanna be somе has-been, lookin back at forty-three Wonderin who he could be if he had the guts to take the leap Thats why Im here to take the beat And not repeat the cycle of people who never lived their dreams I was destined a life of nothin, my parents both fiends My name is Logic, I wrote this record at nineteen And now at thirty-one, I read pages from my old rhyme book Thinkin bout the time that it took to get here See it clear like Visine, me and my regime made it by any means Used to eat at Dennys, now its Nobu, hella clean Relieve the pain like ketamine, relive the pain and let em in Started as a freshman, now Logic a veteran Thinkin bout the time it took to get here I signed a deal and made the mills, can finally afford to pay the bills This world is cold as fuck like Im from the Ville Let that last line chill, everything I ever wanted, now I got it Fuck a subject, school, I dropped it, grabbed a gat and cocked it Me and my homies in the lab, dope shit, what we concocted Yo, I been to hell and back, motherfuck a platinum plaque None of that, that dont mean shit if your family aint got your back Im unretired, yeah, Im back, thats a fact, thats that12Embed

Tim Westwood Freestyle Lyrics RattPack Vs up Check it out listen up One day, I woke up, and said Im bout do this for the rest of my life No question is right Waiting for the bus at a stop light looking at the cop right in front of my eyes Living in a world of lies Where the truth dies and hatred multiplies, mu-mu-mu-multiplies I said I cant take it I remember wondering if I would ever make it But as I reminisce I realize it was all irrelevant, its evident Im Getting money for the hell of it Never fuck around until the flow celibate Speaking for the people like a delegate and when the situations delicate I execute it with the proper etiquette Everybody wanna get ahead of it no I cant take the time to stop It aint all about the money so Im headed to the top But Im still getting gwap never stop unless a body drop Metaphorical motherfucker to get it in While the whole world spin for the dividend But Im in another system Everybody hate till he dead then they miss em Why cant we relax and listen Stop spending money on things that glisten From the east coast, but we chillin it out Cali Cause your boy got drive like valet Poppin bottles of that bubbly, Caillat Leaving motherfuckers on their toes like ballet White girls doing lines of white And they be down to fuck if the time is right Marry anybody if the diamonds right And yeah we don’t give a fuck what they.. Bad bitches on they dick but I cant fade Cause they in love with the fact that Im getting paid Make a motherfucker wanna roll up Cracka hold up in a drop top, on the west coast Shout out to my homies up in LA from the East Coast Gs Up Hoes down when we come around Vs up, mufucka from the underground And I made it to the mainstream With the same team On another level but you on the same thing Lyrical fiend and I flip it up with the same scheme Rattpack till the casket Flowin no quicker then when the gas lit When it comes to impeccable flow will leave em mastered Getting money left and right I pancake Got stacks like iHop cant fake On the road to riches so there aint no need to break So common homie tell me what it is Never in another brother biz Up in West Deer Park listening to Wiz Getting money from every direction No question, living is a blessing Rest in peace to the homies that aint here today Cause in the pack I aint got nothing to fear today Reppin MD, near DC, out VA, up NYC Chillin in a whip like, like, like Visionary And all these spanish women watching me like a novella And even when we in the crib I still need an umbrella Cause im getting her wetter than a letterman in the rain We at the club hundreds and fifties Im making it rain All of yall know Im kidding like the rubber broke Getting money and bitches but really that’s another note And all these haters they can suck my dick Cause honestly thats the only way youll ever suck-ceed Got what you need cause I sweat and I bleed Did it all on my own didnt beg didnt plead Everybody talk about logic, dont sell out Bitch I had a deal for a year before it fell out Doing shit that rappers never do you know Im on that So why don’t I start by telling you what was in my contract Make the type of music that I want Work with whoever the hell I want Keep it visionary to the death Cause Im doing it for the music, not just to get a check Vs up, whaddup you know Im on point I be chilling with your bitch while she rollin up a joint Making a killing for a living like a hitman Rappers hear my new records and be like aw shit man! Black Power, Black Card, White fist Aint no way a mixed brother didn’t write this And everybody talking shit man, screw it Cus if you can do it better than me then you do it ! Where we going, really theres no tellin Lyrical cocaine, narcotics is what Im sellin God damn, got bars like a felon And we getting C-notes like my homie Jon Bellion Logic15Embed

Perfect Lyrics Bitch, I did it, I made it, Im loved and I’m hated I started from the bottom, now my neighborhood is gated They say, Drink to your accomplishments, so every night Im faded Feel like every other day, me and somebody new related Youre my sister, cousin, brother from the other side? Well, I don’t know who told you that Well, she fucking lied Ayy, wake up, wake up, get your cake up Cut it up like its cocaine, shake up All the streets with all thеse beats I body beats, Im not discreet This is how I feel on the inside All you non-talent rappin motherfuckers better run and hide You worthless, you have no purpose, fuckin imposter You gots to get it through your head You wont never get no handout Fuckin with your ass, itd be like throwing a band out My flow increased, my dough increased You know I leave them all deceased I am a fucking beast, I’m from the East I keep the peace, don’t need a piece But I keep a piece, got it, capisce? That boy gon eat, this is a feast Once I release, I’m smokin trees I bought my shit, I dont need no lease So fuck you up like Master P This shit right here a masterpiece Im comin’ in hot like the police, shooting my shot like the police All on the block like the police, man, who gon The police from leaving bodies in the motherfuckin streets, man? Ooh-ooh, ahh Man, fuck the police, when they come to my peeps He put the hole in his cheek Gold on my teeth and my pockets obese Like I got the get money disease I want my Bs, I got more with the heat When I speak, I put rappers to sleep When I get geeked, I go black on the beat And Im peeling them off of my cleats Dont stand in my way, hope you offended today, okay I got some Hannibal ways and I treat ‘em like dinner today, no way I get to feeling the bass And Im saying my grace and I fuck around, bite off your face Glock is not tucked on the waist I just spit a sixteen and watch everyone duck in the place Perfect, got a bad bitch thats perfect Just bought a new crib, thats perfect VVS in my JID, thats perfect Got a billion streams, thats perfect And a couple billboards, Im perfect See clowns in the game, circus Red dot, all I know is I murk em, burn ‘em Washing em all, detergent Me and Nicki got a couple bitties twerking Got a condo in the city full of Persians And we got a tour bus full of virgins Swervin, Murci hit the curb and Why you dumb rappers aint learning? Make it look good but aint earning All of your jewelry turning Im starting to get too concerning I burnt up the track like a furnace Been floating so long, Im a star in the sky And I start to forget what the Earth is Uh, I quarantine with a foreign ting Gucci sweats with the drawstrings, eating X like soybeans Smiling like Im Paul Wall, sipping all this Pauline She got a body like an RR, I sleep inside it like a RV Gimme Adderall, gimme perc, fuck it, Im still on full alert I eat every pussy on Earth and still have room for dessert I got porn stars on call, I got Warhol on the wall Point a sawed-off at your skull skull all on the wall Catch your guard dog off guard Get too fucking high, never fall hard Cut the lights off in the RR She look out the roof and see the Star Wars And these diamonds got no flaws Thats flawless, all wins, no losses Perfecto, thats foreign, Tunechi, de nada7Embed

While You Wait Lyrics You did it baby, all the way I never thought youd get here baby You did it baby, all the way I never thought youd get here baby Alright alright, wassup Its just for the fans, man like Its just the fans right here Im not even at the studio right now Im just at the crib, like I was back in the basement type shit Its for yall, man I know yall probably like Logic where the fuck that album, man I want my album to come out more than yall come on Feel like Ive been waiting forever for this shit First album in the game, Im tryna level with this shit My fans probably thinking he wont never drop that shit But Im tryna make it perfect so you all cop that shit And even if it leak, Ill still do a hundred first week Taking my time with every rhyme so not a single verse weak See I do this shit for yall the fans that come to every show For the homies in Chicago always in the first row Now yall see the bigger picture but never behind the scenes Everything aint what it seems for this rap shit Im a fiend This is my dream, I moved to L.A., just me and my team Most rappers only give a fuck bout bitches and cream But all the money from my deal went right back to the fans Every shirt, every tour, I paid for with my advance But it aint finished yet Im sorry so here go this EP I took a break from the album to let you know its still me First time Im selling something but it still feel free Cause aint a damn thing changed, RattPack til I D.I.E You did it baby, all the way I never thought youd get here baby Its crazy when I hit the road and meet you face to face To learn my lyrics have meaning and truly hold the place You tell me something crazy like Logic you saved my life! Who would have thought writing my wrongs could do such a right? It feel like everything youve been through Ive been through I downloaded every song and watched every interview Thank you for who you were, who you are, and who youre gonna be I just hope that one day Ill be where I wanna be Thats when I stop you and I tell you sky aint the limit Shit, and as a true fan, you know what I mean I wanna thank you for the love, for both me and my team Cause without you, all this shit is merely a dream Well, I gotta go the show starts in a while Have fun, keep the peace and Ill look for you in the crowd And if I can Ill stay after for every fan Do my best to shake every hand and let you know Im just a man I aint no different yall we fam I remember my first tour sleeping in the van Now shit is like damn, its hard to stay humble when youre the man So I always keep in touch just to remember who I am People hate its in their blood its what they do But I dont make music for them I make music just for you, shit Its been a long time coming, many years awaited When I drop the album thats the day Ill say I made it This a prelude to that shit I aint tryna evade it But yall gon look back like he dropped that fire while we waited You did it baby, all the way I never thought youd get here baby36Embed

Scenario Lyrics Three in the morning, the pancake house Four in the morning, well be rolling to my house Five in the morning, the lights go out Six in the morning, you can hear her start to shout Seven in the morning, she’ll be callin a cab Eight in the morning, talkin about the fun she had Nine in the morning, man, she just gettin home Talkin about the overnight scenario, scenario Three in the morning, the pancake house Four in the morning, well be rolling to my house Five in the morning, the lights go out Six in the morning, you can hear her start to shout Seven in the morning, she’ll be callin a cab Eight in the morning, talkin about the fun she had Nine in the morning, man, she just gettin home Talkin about the overnight scenario, scenario The way I blew up on the scene you think Osama did it The way I’m addressin DC, youd think Obama did it This is for the ladies in the crowd, gettin loud My intelligent women, you dumb bitches aint allowed Im reppin DMV, so you know Im proud They gave me a license to kill and Im doin it right now On the rise like DOW, with a Jones for this rap shit At the ten headin for the zone watch me catch it That VISA flow ‘cause I’m accepted everywhere Getting credit now beware, I’m the tortoise you the hare See I took my time to design this rhyme Perfectin every synonym, every syllable slowly killin’ them Why spit game when I could just get to drillin them? I think I’m going too fast, lets slow it down like Ritalin Three in the morning, the pancake house Four in the morning, well be rolling to my house Five in the morning, the lights go out Six in the morning, you can hear her start to shout Seven in the morning, she’ll be callin a cab Eight in the morning, talkin about the fun she had Nine in the morning, man, she just gettin home Talkin about the overnight scenario, scenario Yeah, I’m spittin crack Now I’m marrying the game, burying these lames Where I’m from? Maryland’s the name Radio play is necessary in this game See I dream of Jeannie Jones playin my demo at home Get excited, call Tigga and let him listen through the phone But that ain’t happenin, so I’m doing it on my own If you think that you street, then meet me at the chili bowl Or maybe hit the water front and we can really flow You know I’m really cold, tell your girl to bring the fur After I beat ya, hit Ibiza and I’m bringin her One in the A.M the club causin mayham My homie C Dot got two women tryin to lay him Two in the A.M, they got my music playin Begging me to hit the stage, but I’m like, “Who’s payin?” Three in the morning, the pancake house Four in the morning, well be rolling to my house Five in the morning, the lights go out Six in the morning, you can hear her start to shout Seven in the morning, she’ll be callin a cab Eight in the morning, talkin about the fun she had Nine in the morning, man, she just gettin home Talkin about the overnight scenario, scenario5Embed

War Vet Lyrics Sinatra As you see, my Jedi powers are far beyond yours You are watching a master at work Logic Mustard on the beat, ho Yeah Fast cars with iPods in em Young Sinatra what they blastin like a Beretta V for Vendetta, bitches sit and play just to get wetter Haters talkin shit but then they study every letter Im the first draft pick with the last laugh, bitch Yeah, Im angry on the track, but I deserve to be Cause all these rappers with no talent wanna murder me People talkin shit aint even heard of me I went from park benches at night to first class flights Huh, thats what you call takin shit to new heights Put the 750 in reverse like Benjamin Button We been doin it for years and they down all of a sudden Bobbysoxer doin one-twenty in a Corvette Watch your boy blow up in front of your eyes: war vet Give the fans nuttin but fire, now they want more of it Erybody want my album, it aint in the stores yet I keep it real all the time like my crew, when I rhyme Just a killer in his prime with that predator state of mind Im set to detonate, stack my bread and watch the paper escalate Dont test my fate, Logic finna blow like Mary Kate I play my role like Shakespeare, RattPack, aint no fakes here I conceal my talent like a 357 Ever since I was eleven I been a G, chillin on the low-key Incognito, manipulate the steel like Magneto Smacking suckers like mosquitoes, dispersin verses like a kilo Im Michael, the king, you fuckers is Tito Versace frames with the green shades, I only see dough Ballin like a free throw, you know my steelo I once was a prince with the vision of a king Now I run the whole thing, not defined by the bling Exterminate the fakes like crooked jakes, killin for high stakes Guarantee it is my fate to be remembered as one of the greats No matter what it takes, boy, Ima give it my all Like Jordan when he ball, never stumble, never fall Lyrical medicine, repeat the formula Until I get it right like Edison Now step into my mind as I calculate lyrics like Einstein The way he manipulated numbers, I manipulate the rhymes Like E=MC², nah E = Eater of MCs, beware Watch me shine in the darkness like a flare Married to the game, Im the heir to the throne you been watchin Bobbysoxer doin one-twenty in a Corvette Watch your boy blow up in front of your eyes: war vet Give the fans nuttin but fire, now they want more of it Erybody want my album, it aint in the stores yet Walk in a room and now they starin at a brother like What up? Whats the next move? Shall I improve On some shit I never gave a fuck about before? Let relationships end up, cause all I do is flow See, Im a selfish mafucker, I already know Dont try to tell me what Im not, bitch, Ill conquer the globe I sacrificed my whole childhood just to explode I want this more than whats under Mila Kunis robe, meanwhile Daddys lil girl askin for mo money But little did he know the bread was for blow money Whats in store, money, sold out shows and hoes for me I cant fade, this the only reason I was made To follow my dreams and manipulate these rhyme schemes Like a genius, spittin the meanest, I done seen this As a child, ten-thousand people in the crowd Reppin the RattPack, watch em all go w— Slicin MCs like Vader Motherfuckin RattPack, you already know what it is Yeah, Visionary Music Group Vs up all day, yeah, yeah, yeah Sinatra Rack city, bitch, rack, rack city, bitch Rack city, bitch, rack, rack city, bitch Rack city, bitch, rack, rack city, bitch Ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties, bitch Rack city, bitch, rack, rack city, bitch Rack city, bitch, rack, rack city, bitch Rack city, bitch, rack, rack city, bitch Ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties, bitch Im a mafuckin star Look at the paint on the car 4Embed

Call Me Lyrics You know you can call me when nobody picking up When it feel like dont nobody in the world give a fuck Call me, Ill be there to pick you up 56442, hit me up Call me, when nobody picking up When it feel like dont nobody in the world give a fuck Call me, Ill be there to pick you up 56442, hit me up I know sometimes shit can get crazy and out of control I know sometimes this world reminds us we should take it slow Weight of the world make it impossible to stay afloat And the demons we battle with make it harder to cope Why you think we get addicted to alcohol and dope? Addictions like a mud bath without a bar of soap In other words, its impossible to stay clean For people like us, bein happy is just a daydream But, beyond drugs, its even day-to-day shit Constantly comparin yourself to others and they shit Know your self-worth Cause thats the whole meanin behind this first verse Im in the cut, Im covert, definition introvert Lifes a bitch but Im a flirt, tryna get up in that skirt Come now shawty, get this work, get it til Im in the dirt No matter what they say, no matter what, Im all me And no matter where you been or where you goin You know you can call me when nobody picking up When it feel like dont nobody in the world give a fuck Call me, Ill be there to pick you up 56442, hit me up Call me, when nobody picking up When it feel like dont nobody in the world give a fuck Call me, Ill be there to pick you up 56442, hit me up Call me Call me Call me Call me Call me Call me Call me 5Embed

I Just Wanna Lyrics Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know, let me know Somebody let me know right now Cause honestly I dont know right now And I could be high right now But I still feel low somehow Do you ever feel like you dont even know Which direction you should go? If so homie, take it slow Pop a bottle with some dro, let all of your worries go Consume yourself within this flow Whether your girl is actin up or your man was cheating on you Or you cant pay your bills or you cant take it no mo Or somebody done passed away Be strong and live another day I said, I just wanna smoke and I just wanna drink Theres so much on my mind, that I dont even wanna think I said, I just wanna smoke and I just wanna drink Theres so much on my mind, that I dont even wanna think I said, I just wanna smoke and I just wanna drink Theres so much on my mind, that I dont even wanna think I said, I just wanna smoke and I just wanna drink Theres so much on my mind, that I dont even wanna think This is Shakespeares mind state, 808 and heartbreak They feelin so alone, can someone relate to their hearts ache? Used to walk into a room and that would make their heart race But you aint seen that person for some time and now your heart aches Now do you even know where you really wanna go? You been down that street before, maybe you should take it slow Think about the life you livin, but dont think so hard it hurts Life is truly a gift but at the same it is a curse Now, you gotta persevere, get over any fear You let go of the wheel, but now I think its time to steer So show em that you ready and show em that you strong But not tonight cause you gon get your good time on I said, I just wanna smoke and I just wanna drink Theres so much on my mind, that I dont even wanna think I said, I just wanna smoke and I just wanna drink Theres so much on my mind, that I dont even wanna think I said, I just wanna smoke and I just wanna drink Theres so much on my mind, that I dont even wanna think I said, I just wanna smoke and I just wanna drink Theres so much on my mind, that I dont even wanna think Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know6Embed

Perfect Lyrics Bitch, I did it, I made it, Im loved and Im hated I started from the bottom now my neighborhood is gated They say, Drink to your accomplishments, so every night Im faded Feel like every other day me and somebody new related Youre my sister’s cousins brother from the other side? I dont know, who told you that? My momma, well she fucking lied Ayy, wake up, wake up, get yo cake up Cut it up like its cocaine, shake-up All the streets with all these beats I body beats, Im never discrete This is how I feel on the inside All you non-talent rappin motherfuckers better run and hide You worthless, you have no purpose, fuckin imposter You gots to get it through yo head You wont never get no handout Fuckin with yo ass, it be like throwing a band out My flow increase, my dough increase You know I leave them all deceased I am a fucking beast, Im from the East I keep the peace, dont need a piece But I keep a piece, got it, capiche? That boy gon eat, this is a feast, once I release, Im smokin trees I bought my shit; I dont need no lease Ill fuck you up like Master P This shit right here a masterpiece, Im comin in hot like the police Shooting my shot like the police All on the block like the policemen, who gon The police from leaving bodies in the motherfucking streets, man? 9Embed

By the Bridge Lyrics Hey there, are you listenin? I just found a dead man by the bridge again By the bridge again Spread your wings and take the leap Spill your blood all on the street by the bridge again By the bridge again Why isnt anybody listening This world is so beautiful, but then again But then again It feels like everywhere I go Im searching for something inside my soul If I never find what Im searching for Would you still love me or let me go? It feels like everywhere I go Im searching for something inside my soul If I never find what Im searching for Would you still love me or let me go? Hey there, are you listenin? I just found a dead man by the bridge again By the bridge again Spread your wings and take the leap Spill your blood all on the street by the bridge again By the bridge again Why isnt anybody listening This world is so beautiful, but then again But then again It feels like everywhere I go Im searching for something inside my soul If I never find what Im searching for Would you still love me or let me go? It feels like everywhere I go Im searching for something inside my soul If I never find what Im searching for Would you still love me or let me go?8Embed

Lucidity Lyrics Whatd you wanna be when you grew up? Honestly? A musician... What? I know man, crazy right? Nah, whats crazy is... Original music hasnt been created since Earth! I know man. Lucidity... What? Back then, people had dreams and achieved them in a state of total consciousness. Shit we took for granted was obvious; water, food supply. Its insane to think everyday life for everyone in Babel is the quest for Paradise. I dunno, I guess thats what Im looking for... What, being able to make music? Not just that. If the laws are abolished following the migration—were free dude! Were not slaves, Thomas... We arent? You cant do anything outside the cause—not really. Thats why we watch the same movies and listen to the same music. I mean dont get me wrong, the catalogue is incredible, but we need... I dont know... Something more? Yeah, somethin more...1Embed

Get Up Lyrics Every time I fall, you know I get up Try to keep me down but I get up Yall say what you want but Ima get up Bitch, Ima get up Every time I fall, you know I get up Try to keep me down but I get up Yall say what you want but Ima get up I been down, but right now Im way up I been down, but right now Im so high I been down, but right now Im way up Im too up like a layup I walk up in Def Jam like Fuck yall, pay up This for all my homies feelin down, yall, stay up Bobby finally finna take the crown, homie, wait up Yall aint on my radar I been tryna find who gon’ hold me down, no one is around Just my homies and my family My homies is my family Oh my god, I cant believe I finally found a family Cause I aint never had none Familys a rarity where I come from Every time I fall, you know I get up Try to keep me down but I get up Yall say what you want but Ima get up Ayy, thinkin about all of the things that Ive seen Im thinkin about the American dream I made it from nothing, but what does that mean? Without a family, without a team, it’s nothin Denials, I cant even bother to wonder Just what my life wouldve been like If I aint had the homies right there from the jump Wouldve been a fiend, wouldve been a drunk But they believed in me and it perceived to be all I was doing was right I was born in the dark, but they showed me the light Now thats what I call homies for life Take this advice, dont take the people around you for granted Do not take advantage its so hard to manage A real relationship, yeah Every time I fall, you know I get up Try to keep me down but I get up Yall say what you want but Ima get up Bitch, Ima get up2Embed

Mode Lyrics Yeah, fall in line to fall back Big Ls technique, Puns grammar Before the roof went in the trunk The ragtop sat back behind the head just like a gun hammer My sickness should remind you of Christmas Cause I’m always coming down with something like a young Santa Understand, there will be no rematch The kinda ass whooping you’ll only have to open up one can of You ain’t rolling forward you’re rolling wrong Reaching out to gangstas to be gangstas you holding on I grab a hold of this .44 long and let it go More than a four year old singing the Frozen song I put this Tec to your eclectic temple and wreck your wit Then carve in your tombstone “Heavenly father he wasn’t ready To collide with a force to be reckoned with” Do you boys know who you messing with? I’m with messing-with-niggas-destiny shit, Im from the Midwest I stopped drinking so I can start policing the block Now I just cop smoke like pig breath Pac’s soul would come out if I died a big death Shoe connoisseur, who’s finer, your Bitch or my bitch? It don’t matter cause you with my ex The name of my ex inked on you, to me homie You extinct like a dinosaur, you can probably find me Spooning with a dime looking like Lucy Liu, or something to my room Looking like a huge China drawer I’m a motherfucking walking hazard Find me in the bodying department When y’all rhyming if y’all don’t release, remind me Of Prodigy partner, y’all can have it I man up, lifted the can up Killed the killer who ran up scared When I was eight my daddy yelled down the basement steps You only gotta listen to me and the man upstairs Cause I’m in motherfuckin beast mode Beast mode, homie, I’m in beast mode Know who I am, beast mode Yeah, yeah, fuck a black, brown, yellow or white it’s about unity While the media tryna twist my words, for the opportunity to ruin me Fuck ‘em all, bitch, I’m still doing me It’s you and me on the record I’ll detect it like an infected nervous system I never miss, I murder my mission as the rendition I listen while my chain glisten I’ma get it like the world is endin Dependent on if it’s impendent Defendin my mind in the way I rhyme so I’m sendin in The best of the best, no never the less I never digress I just keep it moving Finger fuck who ain’t on improving We finally grooving, on the way, no way to remove them We constantly improving yeah through rejuvenation I said juveniles run the nation, come now, fuck your occupation A revelation I’m facing, more secretive than a mason It look like we neck and neck but I’m far from adjacent I come so far from that basement They look at me and know Im in beast mode I’m in beast mode Beast mode I’m in beast mode Beast mode Beast mode I’m in beast mode Beast mode 5, 5’9, 5, 5’9 5’9, 5, 5’9, 5, 5, 5’9 5’9, 5, 5’9, 5, 5, 5’9 5, 5’9, beast mode PRhyme!4Embed

Best Friend Lyrics Youre my best friend, you’re the air that I breathe Youre the love of my life, the only thing Ill ever need You’re the reason I wrote this song Youre the one that Ive been searching for Whos been right there all along My heart is heavier Been a thousand suns without you My heart is heavier Been a thousand suns without you Youre my best friend, youre the air that I breathe Youre the love of my life, the only thing Ill ever need You’re the reason I wrote this song You’re the one that Ive been searching for Who’s been right there all along My heart is heavier Been a thousand suns without you My heart is heavier Been a thousand suns without you5Embed

I Got This Lyrics L.A. to the M.D Couple young motherfuckers Taking niggas and turning them into samplate I dont really need nothing but some Netflix And some good head from one of my future exes Am I sexist, cause I got a bad bitch checklist Really, really aint my fault cause the social media feeding my urge to splurge And she like my pics so she want the dick Got hoes, got hoes, got hoes, for real Not Manti Teo, all my hoes is real Young top from the side where them niggas get live And them hoes wanna roll like them clothes on fire Oh my, oh my, oh my life, if I dont make it Ill die twice She cold-blooded like Twilight I think she know she my type Imma get off on everything, like Im perverted Make these niggas shake like we just met in person And if you goin hate me then that mean Im worth it And if you could judge me then that mean Im perfect You feel it? Got them hook, let me reel in Fucked up on the ceiling, thats how Im feeling She try out like prettylips, getting brain while I peel it, tight Fuck yall niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this Fuck yall niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this One time for your motherfucking mind When I get it I rip it up and every one of a kind Heat when I rhyme Never heard of it but I murder the beat when I rhyme I better take it to another level, know I never settle, shit Flow incredible, instrumental is edible Talk a lot of game but this shit aint credible Whats good, let me live it up, hit it up Vs up, got your shawty in the crib with her knees up Ease up, let me bring it down You the thing now, who the king now Fuck around and finally got a little bit of bling now But the money aint a thing now Yeah I know the shit sting now Rattpack till my pulse flat Take a look at my direction if you wonder where the boss at Real talk, no false rap Fuck yall niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this Fuck yall niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this Somebody tell Miley Cyrus I’m tryna get a flight to her private island And privately let her cosign my privates And dine in her pussy til I get the itis Pride of a lion the size of Goliath Let one fly in the iris I was was juking in the Porsche see if she can get Taj Mowry to let me drive with his license Pitchfork probably won’t put me on their playlist I guess I’m not an A-list To an elitist for my latest allegations but more riddled with scandals than Ronald Reagans Who could appeal to the rockers and the Ragers gorillas in their cages? Ape shit up in the mosh pit throwin them a set Save money innanet Fuck yall niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this Fuck yall niggas, I got this I came here with my clique This here sound like mosh pit And your bitch be on my dick Roll up nigga, I got this Pour up nigga, I got this6Embed

Ayy Lyrics Its about four in the morning Got a trunk full of bags, yeah We just ridin round dirty, tryna get the bag You already know what time it is YG, what up? Big Bern, Mozzy, talk to em, yeah Twenty pack in the trunk of the low Kids trip tryna fuck with them hoes On the corner, sellin nothin but dope Love life, we were strugglin though Sentimental, when it counted a fold You aint ever gave me nothin to hold Freight trailer, finna fuck up the road Quarter milli, you aint done it before Big Cuban link, huggin it though Bernie nigga been a hunnid for sure Every debit card a hunnid or more Made a hunnid K in front of the stove Count up the money and go Another play for like thirty or sumn Chain worth like a birdie or sumn Cali nigga, where they murder for nothin Yeah, they still on the turf with them youngins We pull up swerving the bucket If they get behind us and tuck it If she bout some hoein and runnin That nigga hate for nothin I came up from nothin, remember them days? Hey, kill all that rappin, Im not with the fuckery You can get hit with this K Crack open that pack This that shit you can only get from the Bay Y-Car, twenty bricks in L.A How you paid but aint been to L.A.? Stitch livin, Ima keep it that way I aint phased with a yuke in my face Yellow tapes shouldve seen how they did it Forty shells, really eat up your face Run up the play But know we dont play Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy Niggas know Im on-call Give the homie a K Told em make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy Niggas love to hate Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy When you elevate, they gon start to separate Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy They love me still The money come and fuck a hunnid mill I wanna build and playin with my chicken shit, I wanna kill Fresh frozen work We let the honey spill And baby know the drill, she say she hate the way the rubber feel Im underground The sound of the crowd, it give me chills And really real, I used to rob and steal before the vacuum seal Twenty grand inside the candle, yeah export Im shaking K9, all through the airport Flood Atlanta, hit London with a Box They hit my OT knock, Im just glad he didnt talk We move different Mozzy with me, got the tool with em Hot shells, blood spillin out your new denim Im posed to be low-key, with all these jewels drippin My crib mainey, huh? We got a few screws missin Im on a mission, it keep pullin me back Yeah, Im married to the game And fell in love with the trap Run up the play But know we dont play Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy Niggas know Im on-call Give the homie a K Told em make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy Niggas love to hate Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy When you elevate, they gon start to separate Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy Bobby Boy chillin, whippin that exotic I got her sippin on that tonic, we smokin that chronic They know Im iconic, its kind of ironic Im runnin this, gunnin this We havin fun in this bitch Livin my life, motherfuck that Im rich Now they know the name, but just Logic I keep it G, cause Im a good person Givin my everything, up in these verses Smokin that Goldilocks, when it disperses Stoney Bob feelin it, Berner be killin it We feelin crazy, we feelin brazy, we feelin breezy Run up in it, get up in it and make it look easy Im gonna drop a shoe bigger than the Yeezy Cause I fill in my own shoes Aint nothin that I wont do Run up the play But know we dont play Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy Niggas know Im on-call Give the homie a K Told em make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy Niggas love to hate Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy When you elevate, they gon start to separate Make em say, Uh-uh Make em say, Ayy5Embed

1-800-273-8255 Lyrics Ive been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine Who can relate? Ive 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 I dont wanna be alive I dont wanna be alive I just wanna die And let me tell you why All this other shit 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 Im hurting deep down but can’t 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 Ive been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine Who can relate? Ive 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 dont gotta die today You dont gotta die I want you to be alive I want you to be alive You dont gotta die Now lemme tell you why Its the very first breath When your heads been drowning underwater And its the lightness in the air When youre there Chest to chest with a 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 know where you been, where you are, where you goin I know youre the reason I believe in life Whats the day without a little night? Im just tryna shed a little light It can be hard It can be so hard But you gotta live right now You got everything to give right now Ive been on the low I been taking my time I feel like Im out of my mind It feel like my life aint mine Who can relate? Ive 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 finally wanna be alive I finally wanna be alive I dont wanna die today I dont wanna die I finally wanna be alive I finally wanna be alive I dont wanna die I dont wanna die Pain dont hurt the same, I know The lane 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 Oh I dont wanna I dont wanna I dont even wanna die anymore5Embed

Inside Lyrics Im feelin depressed, Im feelin like less, like Im not my best Anxiety got me, Im stressed I see my name in the press I feel the weight of the world on my chest I feel the weight of the world on my heart And the pain that I feel is tearin me apart Feel like I just cant escape from the dark, but Im doin my part Scared Ima drop from the top And the money gon stop and Im scared Ima die Scared Ima be the one to do it, too Fuck that, dont let em ruin you All of these thoughts are inside of my mind While Im on stage tryna entertain you But they want what they want, how they want it And that shit just drains you 2018 in Pittsburgh, wanna slit my wrist, but I dont deserve that So I persevere and I face the fear Even when they discredit my career, Logic be smilin ear-to-ear But on the inside On the inside But on the inside Oh, on the inside On the inside, feels like the tears are flowin I should have stuck to the rivers and the lakes I was used to Cause now its waterfalls And Im drowning on the inside So I smile even though Im achin Wanna give up every minute, every hour that Ive lived through Yet I keep holding on With all this feeling on the inside, inside Inside On the inside On the inside On the inside On the inside, inside The inside Hip-hop3Embed

Saturday Lyrics Turn that record off! Turn it down! Youre too loud! Turn it down! Reppin G-Burg/ Take time/ Rape rhyme/ When I rape rhyme What the hell going on in here with all this noise? Da- Dad what are are you doing, man? Why you just run in my room like that, man? Turn the record down! This aint no- I love Johnny Mathis and Nat King Cole! Dad... Who the hell are these people here rappin? 2 Chainz, and Change, and two, three chains Aw, man... cmon... What the hell is going with this music today? Dad, its called hip-hop, man. Its my dream Boy, you better wake up! See, I kn- I knew you wouldnt understand. You never understand Why aint you in school? Dad, its Saturday Oh yeah, okay. Today is Saturday Yeah. Yeah, its Saturday Alright then... Get a job! Get a job? Damn... Eat up everything in the damn refrigerator N-N-No. Dad, this is gonna be my job, man! Oh, boy! You just as stubborn just like your momma! Ooh! That fine momma of yours! Dad, stop Thats the prettiest white woman Ive ever seen, and I aint seen one pretty since like that! Dad... Dad, no... Dad... Dad, stop! Bitch, I was a Nubian explorer. Let me tell you, your momma- Ooh! That was the finest white woman Ive ever seen in my life! Oh my god... Dad! Dad... why you always...? Her hair blowin in the wind! Whew! Every time I think about it I say, Whew! Dad- Dad, just stop! Alright? I don- Dont- I d-d- I dont wanna hear that! Cmon, man! I know you dont wanna hear about it, cause... I get so excited about her! Oh my god... Those pretty blue eyes! Her hair flowin! You do this every day She can cook. She can cook! Oh my goodness, she can fry some chicken! Whew! You do thi- really? Okay... Theres no stoppin you Where does she learn that? Those fine big ol juicy titties! What?! Ew- Da- Eww! Dad! Booty! Booty! Big Bertha booty! No! Ew! Oh, god! Mm-Mm-Mm! Them titties all in my ! Dad! No! Cmon! Oh my... Big bang! Big bang! Big bang! Dad..Dad! Stop man! Fo real! If you dont stop, Ima call Child Services, alright? You gon- You gonna call Child Services Yeah, yeah, hum, Child Services... Yeah, you aint gon be laughing in jail Go ahead! Tsst. Oh man... I need the silence Oh, you think its funny now. Look, Dad, I jus- I just wanna make music, man. I dont understand what the big problem is, why cant I- Ima let you. Ima let you do your thing. Do your thing! I used to sing like The Tentation The Temptations, yeah I got sunshiiiiine Oh my god... Dad... Dont frown when you hear me sing, boy! Oh, okay, look that was back in your day, Dad, and today is my day, and ju- I just wanna make this music, Man. Cmon! Lemme, lemme- Alright. Look, son... Yeah, yeah? If youre gonna do this... Uh-huh... Not run the streets, causing trouble... Alright... And make the music Alright... Ill support you Aight, damn... Right? Yeah- Yeah Whats your mommas phone number? What? He- Hey... for me and that pretty white woman Dad, stop! Whew... whew!3Embed

Sellin’ Drugs Lyrics La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la Welcome, to some shit that’s considered legendary I’m here to put the rap game in the cemetery They told me it couldn’t happen Ain’t no way in hell you gon make millions off of rapping But I’m just so determined Catch me on the stage spitting verses like a sermon You know I had to make em realize Lights, camera, action, mofucker check the real in my eyes Now they all looking so surprised The dawn of a new era, like the sun I arise Through these lyrics, I am immortalized Strictly spitting the truth but the rest is telling more lies This the type of shit most people fantasize But this the shit I used to analyze They told me I was too underground So I took the mic out my basement and found another sound I want it, I need it, I’m coming for the crown Can’t nobody stop me, I’m Rocky lets go another round La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la I’m kinda on my Roc-A-Fella meets Nelson Mandela Raining money, no umbrella flow Most of these people they will never know What you have to sacrifice as a person to truly grow See Im in love with this shorty right But first I gotta get this story right Cause in this business love will never last Sold out shows, hoes, and a whole lot of ass Damn what a concoction, but these hoes aint an option Cause a woman what Im looking for A girl with wisdom that give me brain so insane Or maybe Im just going insane On the road to success, so Im living in the fast lane La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la You gotta be hustling, like You gotta treat this like you selling drugs... La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la3Embed

Back and Forth Lyrics You hear that, Phil? You not going to sleep Fuck outta my room, man! Oh, Ill go for it Yeah this is Logic on the beat, yo Yeah uh Let me kick rhymes, let me do it slow Gotta get it every time you aint fuckin know See Im half white and half negro So I guess thats why I got a big ego I got double the talent so I guess Im too nice Tryna eat like two dykes cause Im famished Better yet Im in the depths of Hungary like Budapest And even when Im fed Ima keep going til the death Call me the collar bomba cause Im blowing minds Like Osama, thats word to Obama So much action within my words, there aint no time for drama Bringing wisdom like Dalai Lama, you aint heard? My name is Castro Hotter than taking shots of Tabasco Im the shit, never constipated I got mad flow Have you wondering why the fuck did he go do that for? I dont know even my homies say Im an asshole My style is so defined cause Im the definition Of truth you want proof well then you better listen Im never dissin thats a waste of time Why waste an amazing rhyme On them when I can take it and make it mine Ill make it fine, homie I dont need no ones help I stay on dimes so you can call me Roosevelt Yeah, my flow is presidential I rip it acapella I dont need the instrumental So try to sleep on me, I leave you like Tom in Seattle My wordplay is too vicious homie So you dont wanna scrabble, you dont wanna battle My shit will leave you without a paddle Now they all riding me somebody give me a saddle My wifey livin like Oprah Matter of fact Princess Diana Cause my first name is S-I-R And I dont live like no bama See I execute my emotion through perpetual grammar Cause my stamina colder than Canada And hotter than Hades I spit more than babies infected with rabies They cant get over the fact That Im under their skin like scabies, what it do Rack Rack Rack Rack6Embed

​untitled Lyrics Yeah Yeah, just keep it going, man You good We all going to come in together like this, here we go Ayy, yo 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, yеah, thats on the pound If you want to know what we on right now listen to thе sound Uh, listen to the sound I said Ive paid my dues and stayed cool since grade school Yeah, you know we bringin that heat like AU Back in the day in GBurg I was wonderin wagwan Tryna make it out I was a fish in a small pond My word is bond, we had 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 it never gone It goes on and on and on and on and on In the studio til like five in the mornin 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 its time to rest Im beyond blessed, greatest MC put it to rest for a year7Embed

Street Dreams Lyrics Big L—rest in peace 2 a.m, just got outta the bar, headed toward my car Me and Castro kind of blown cause we parked so far Walkin down the street, spot a couple of goonies on the creep Pocket full of cash, so we dash fast, to avoid they ass Cause we know they trailin now we on the run Heavily inhaling, exhaling as I begin to caress my gun We gettin closer to our destination I always mind my business but, somehow I find myself in these situations Death what Im facin if I give up now They started poppin, so you know we exchangin bullets in the street He dropped one, but I graze another And in the heat of the moment I thought about my girl and how much I love her Prayin to god that tonight wasnt my last supper Cause they tryin to spill my blood and break me for this bread Motherfucker take all this lead, yeah, thats what I said Thats two down and two to go But, then the others disappeared, yo So, now we on the roll, finally made it back to the car My homie thinkin that we all good, but hold up, there they are Buckin fast in the XLR Goddamn what a mission, thought process, keys to ignition Tryna ditch ‘em, so now we in the whip speedin Dodgin bullets as we proceedin to my man Lenbo These bammers try to play us like Nintendo, hell no Hit him on the phone, let him know we wasnt alone Comin through the zone, my homie picked up before the dial tone What up my man, whats good? Is everything okay? Hell nah, get your heater and be ready to spray Pulled up to his crib and my man was ready to go, hah Jumped in the back with a semi-automatic Bustin erratic, quite the lethal weapon addict, so we let em have it Weaving in and out of traffic until we lost em Whippin for a couple of minutes wishin we couldve tossed ‘em So now Im drivin, thankin God that Im still survivin Received the call from my man Boss, he was chillin and vibin Said he was on the road, found out about a block away So, I said “let’s get up, I got a story that’ll blow you away” Couple minutes passed, met up at a red light Called him on his celly, said Lets hit the deli and grab a bite So now its me, Lenbo and Castro inside of my car Plus, my homie Boss trailin behind us, but not too far Now we on the strip, everybody cool and legit Til I hear my man Castro yell out Oh shit! Here come the motherfuckers again out the blue like a crip They mustve followed us, tryna take out the whole lot of us Now they bustin at Boss, one blew his tire, made him crash Now they comin for ours, I hit the uey, while my man blast Hit the passenger in the dome, now his brain’s up on the dash The driver stopped, tryna clean the blood up off the glass Givin us just enough time to go and pick up Boss ass All together, started raining, I hate this weather But it didnt matter, only thing on my mind is vendetta Cause now its four-to-one, he scared as shit and we chasin son Hit the highway, doin it up by a buck and some Castro halfway out the sunroof firin No fear, so, I guess thats what I do admire him Ducking strays, ‘til he caught one in his shoulder Fell back, gushin blood, but my man a soldier He hit the exit, now we whippin through the city Contemplating, how the situations getting shitty Now we out of ammo, so we sped up to the side of his ride Intending to collide, hit him quick and watched the whip slide My man Boss grabbed the gat from Lenbo, half out the window Shot the gas tank, we watched the whole thing blow Now we laughin headed to the hospital for Castro Laughter Oh no, I guess popo got wind of the blow Cause like 15 cars came out of nowhere yo And now they on pursuit, didnt even hesitate to shoot Murder weapon possession and a trunk full of loot If we get caught its either life or death so fuck em Might as well go out blazin, we just might duck em Hit a hard right, doing 120 through a warehouse Hit the lights and the engine so they don’t know our whereabouts Just around the corner was a bridge out of the city No cops in sight, me and my homies feelin giddy My man Castro, was like “Fuck them coppers” But, speak of the devil cause appeared two choppers They lights on us, callin out cars to our location Mind racin, checked the rearview Saw every cop from the fuckin station, their boat was comin And the bridge was risin, you shoulda saw it Told my boys to buckle up, because I’m ‘bout to floor it Everything was perfectly aligned and we was at a good speed My homie Lenbo didnt hesitate to spark the good weed Feelin like Im home free halfway up the ramp Escape is my goal, but, open fire hit the tire Now we outta control, off of the bridge we go ] Logic, yo Logic, yo, wake up man, Logic, yo, wake up, man, Logic, wake up, man Wassup? Were finally here, man Oh The studio, lets go Oh, all right, all right I just had the craziest fucking dream, dawg5Embed

Biscayne Blvd Lyrics Uh, Here we go You and I Destination, who decides? Take off, crash land I dont wanna lose tonight Take a chance, Let it go Will we make it? Never know Im so glad I kept you, could have left you Lets make room to grow Uh, lookin at you lookin back at me Id love to hear what your story is If you think you straight I got shit to do, but those things could wait And Im prone to say, that well take it slow But thats bullshit Ive been here Boy fall hard for the trust So all you gotta do is make it feel sincere But thats past tense, were gettin past it Lust demons, pray to God I dont take action Maintainin con-ver-sation hard as fuck with these two distractions Reppin that 3-0-5, for the Southside You got no time for no bluff tip With your fair shares, and your broken heart Theres no wonder why you dont trust shit Youre like fuck this Stole your heart and got away, you dont even see justice Workin hard at your at your dead-end job, for your aspirations, you must hit Uh, But fuck all that preaching, them leggings is killing me softly Dominican fetish forgive me this shit can get costly Summer done passed and it just turned Fall Perfect excuse for these tall macchiatos and new conversations that happened abroad I pull up in a 1993 Toyota Camry, with thirty dollars on my card Usin half of that just to make it out up on Biscayne Boulevard And I want you More than you will ever know When its alright Just promise me youll never go No no Ooh girl, I just wanna let you know No no Ooh girl, I just wanna let you know Uh, holiday season Never had time through the week, so we meet up on the weekends Shit is lookin shallow on the surface But feelings get real when you get caught up in the deep end Sittin in your car, all we listen to is Nas late nights We dont even have a reason Too afraid to ask if you leavin I know you got work in the mornin, I dont wanna keep you out late This love shit feelin like an outbreak Plus I keep staring everywhere, swear to god those lips lookin’ sweeter than a poundcake But I digress More talk about this and that Past relationships and no strings attached If you into that, clearly its something deeper It dont even makes sense to act like its anything less Mentally driving away all this stress So many thoughts on my plate, I got too much at stake But you make me forget it, confess I just got through with my ex Skeptical bout movin on but shit Im so impressed That a nigga willing to invest Any and everything in you Now shall we continue? And if so Just let a nigga know what he in for Keep it real with me baby, even if it hurts Never wanna be the nigga frettin; outta limbo Real though, but at least I told you from the start Play no fucking games with my heart So much faith in us together, I hate to see us apart, yeah And I want you More than you will ever know When its alright Just promise me youll never go No no Ooh girl, I just wanna let you know No no Ooh girl, I just wanna let you know Uh, Here we go You and I Destination, who decides? Take off, crash land I dont wanna lose tonight Take a chance, Let it go Will we make it? Never know Im so glad I kept you, could have left you Lets make room to grow15Embed

1995 Lyrics Play me some pimpin, mane, yeah Higher than a motherfucker, dawg Whats up with Logic? Whats good, man? Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah We blessed What Juicy say? He be like, Shut the fuck up! Thats it? Haha Whippin through West Deer Park Lookin for scandalous shorties, only come out after dark Hit the homie Slaydro for some shit we could spark Skippin school, feelin cool, we did not give a fuck Huh, was never one for the academics But knew the everyday struggle Avada Kedavra to all you Muggles My lane different, too sufficient, my brain different Im ill though, fifteen, mastered the skill though Since I was working at the supermarket Every week, another new department Til I signed my deal with Def Jam in a new apartment Always one to change with the times Number one best seller on the New York Times But my childhood was riddled with crime, whittled the rhyme, now I shine Im Tarantino in his prime, Im Jules with the Jerry curl Im nothin without rap like the swine without the pearl Im dirty, like fuckin your girl just to son you, Ima cum in your girl Thought you was gonna make it as a rapper with no Plan B Im so successful, most people cant stand me Only thing I dont have is a fuckin Grammy Yeah, but you know that boy nominated Go ultra Travolta, and watch me dominate it Catch me whippin through the Basas in that Bronco La Negro Blanco, huh, bumpin that Pretty Flacko RattPack come hither, wherever I go Just a youngin on his come up tryna make it Til the baddest bitch in the world tannin by my pool naked So to the youngin on his come up listening, boy, you could make it Whippin through Gaithersburg, whippin through West Deer Whippin through Germantown, whippin through Rockville Whippin through, whippin through, whippin, whippin, wh-whippin Whippin through North Memphis back in 1995 Screamin Mafia!, had my city hypnotized Gulf Stream 30,000 feet up in the sky Dabbin off her titties, goddamn, time flies Whippin through north Memphis back in 1995 Screamin Mafia!, had my city hypnotized Gulf Stream 30,000 feet up in the sky Dabbin off her titties, goddamn, time flies Young niggas, we was gettin paid, runnin the game like arcade Lil nigga Juicy been made, fuckin your mama back stage I was getting mine in the streets, some of yall never came outside And Im still spendin that paper back from 1995 Bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken Bwok, bwok, chicken heads Bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken Bwok, bwok, chicken heads Bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken Bwok, bwok 14Embed

Give It To Me Lyrics Only last week I murdered a rock, injured a stone Hospitalized a brick, Im so mean I make medicine sick Yeah my name is Logic, yeah my name is Logic Yeah my name is—yeah my name is Logic And Im in the fucking building Yeah my name is Logic, yeah my name is Logic Yeah my name is—yeah my name is Logic Like I want it, I need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like you want it, you need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like I want it, I need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like you want it, you need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Okay, Ima give it to you like you never had, get you glad Crucify that pussy, yeah your boy is bad If you want it now then girl lets get it popping Panties dropping, fuck your man Now or never shorty, we aint never stoppin So use your logic, mama you wont get this chance again Take you to the moon just to watch the fucking world spin Yes Im living right, but tonight Im in a world of sin Try to focus on this music but here comes that girl again Love the way she talk, the way she walk The way her curls spin and every time she talk to me I feel the need for oxygen Like I want it, I need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like you want it, you need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like I want it, I need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like you want it, you need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Yeah my name is Logic and Im in the fucking building Searching for the shorty that is down to have my children Break a genetic code that allows my DNA to fill him Blood money all I know so you can say I make a killin When Im in your presence My intellect what surrounds you, but we can dumb it down No need for words, let me astound you Take a sip of water, smoke a jack, its time for Round 2 I beat the pussy up, like I want your lunch money Give you the quick-stick, like fifth-gear, honey I dont prefer beef, that just isnt my agenda Id rather eat beets, like a thursday in november Like I want it, I need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like you want it, you need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like I want it, I need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Like you want it, you need it Gotta have it, cant live without it Yeah my name is Logic, yeah my name is Logic Yeah my name is—yeah my name is Logic And Im in the fucking building Yeah my name is Logic, yeah my name is Logic Yeah my name is—yeah my name is LogicEmbed

Playinwitme Lyrics Girl, why are you playin wit me? Girl, who are you playin wit? You been on that new stuff I been on the same shit Girl, why are you playin wit me? I dont got the time for that Might need me a refund, haha Ima need that time back You say youll try Ive heard that line a thousand times before Im not sad, Im not cryin If you mad, thats fine, but I think that I should go Yeah, why you tryna play me? You bein a different you and Im bein the same me You coulda had Gucci, but now thats Old Navy And your homegirl wanna date me, she shady, baby Girl, why are you playin wit me? Girl, who are you playin wit? You been on that new stuff I been on the same shit Girl, why are you playin wit me? I dont got no time for that Might need me a refund, yeah Ima need that time back Yeah, oh, why is you playin wit me, act like you dont want it But by midnight you be stayin wit me, layin with me She playin games, but I got the cheat codes And with a girl who fine like mine, I find it hard to need those Partyin with my homies, I call them the Casa Migos Livin good, livin real good This right here, right here, yeah, this that feel good If I had to do it all over again, I still would Cause all you do is play, but its still good She love to have fun, yeah, she do it for the thrill And oh, no, she aint kiddin like that shawty on the pill All I know is all I know and what I know right now Is youre the only thing Im tryna play right now Girl, why are you playin wit me? Girl, who are you playin wit? You been on that new stuff And I been on that same shit Girl, why are you playin wit me? I aint got no time for that Might need me a refund Cause Ima need that time back Girl, why are you playin wit me? Girl, who are you playin wit? Girl, why are you playin wit me? Girl, who are you playin wit? Damn, why are you playin wit me? You dont even like girls, ha So I need you to tell me, baby What you want, just like the Spice Girls Its confusin cause youre flirty But you aint gon be the one to say you ever did me dirty I got pride for that, pay no mind to that But believe me, if its fire, Ill make time for that Ill be faithful, Johnny Cash, walk the line for that Otherwise, Ill just be single and Im fine with that Girl, why are you playin wit me? Girl, who are you playin wit? You been on that new stuff And I been on the same shit Girl, why are you playin wit me? I dont got no time for that Might need me a refund Ima need that time back, yeah Da-da-da1Embed

I Want It All Lyrics Yes, I want it all The girls, the clothes, the cars My name within the stars, standin as they applaud Yes I—yes I want it all The money and the fame breaking in the game My name, in lights, yes, I want it all The girls, the clothes, the cars My name within the stars, standin as they applaud Yes I—yes I want it all The money and the fame breaking in the game My name, in lights Yes, I want it all from the big to the little, things When you hear my voice it rings C-notes in my pocket, cause Logic does not prefer to sing All the women know what Im about Make music then I dig em out Cause I got it, flow hypnotic And not a single one of yall doubt it And when I think about the life I live and the studio time I give To the fans in the stands, usually kill it but now you can dance Cause this is a banger, Logic is not a stranger To makin that music that make you feel better Whatever, whenever, however Im just rhymin oh so clever Gotta flip it up just like coke Step to this mic and this murder I wrote I feel like I can keep it real On my independent shit cause I dont need a deal You see I want it now Step into the stage and everybody wonder how How you kill it like you do? Every time that you walk through Yes I want it all, but I dont have it all So Ima stand tall, until I get it all, until I get it all Yes, I want it all The girls, the clothes, the cars My name within the stars, standin as they applaud Yes I—yes I want it all The money and the fame breaking in the game My name, in lights, yes, I want it all The girls, the clothes, the cars My name within the stars, standin as they applaud Yes I—yes I want it all The money and the fame breaking in the game My name, in lights I want the most dead presidents like VA graveyards Rappin is a profession, why you still at your day job Yes, I want it all—that money in the –illions Why make trillions, when we could make billions? You can check the swagger, stuntin on em like Knievel Pussy in my lap, blastin off like Dr. Evil Yes, I want it all The girls, the clothes, the cars My name within the stars, standin as they applaud Yes I—yes I want it all The money and the fame breaking in the game My name, in lights, yes, I want it all The girls, the clothes, the cars My name within the stars, standin as they applaud Yes I—yes I want it all The money and the fame breaking in the game My name, in lights3Embed

Everything I Am Lyrics If I want it If I believe I can have it Then thats my reality Ill attract it Everything I seen made me everything I am Everything I do Im a man behind mine and stand behind mine Everything I seen made me everything I am And stand behind mine Everything I do Im a man behind mine Yeah, yeah, visionary the second coming of Roc-A-Fella Resurrecting the real like holograms at Coachella From Maryland where they throwing up signs like Hellen Keller Cutting records like helicopter propellers that propell us to the sky While these motherfuckers wondering why we get high Never knowin Ima be flowin till the day I die Livin life followin my dreams, everything aint what it seems Everything aint what it seems, when youre climbing to the top Label asking for my album, the single aint even drop But the fans anticipating greatness cant fuck with fakeness RattPack until I D.I.E thats where Im finna take this Vs up motherfucker let me get it right now, sorry for my lateness I dedicate this to all the people that love to hate us Never mistake this Im getting money but keep it real And got my eyes on a diamond like Im a centre field Motherfucker how I feel Everything I seen made me everything I am Everything I do, Im a man behind mine and stand behind mine Everything I seen made me everything I am And stand behind mine Everything I do Im a man behind mine Still at the intro, my Im tryna convince flow Getting it how I live through rhymes written with pencils Time stuck in the interm, dreaming of living better Im Nagina Market, questions like how we get this cheddar? Bread and this lettuce, if you dont give it up Im takin it Im in love, had a date with fate now Im facin it Fuck niggas away from me, baby mothers waivering Little momma like your son home, just embrace the kid Cause Ill be here for a minute like Im going 60 seconds Every time you hear a record and its great, think of me How many song they got sound same 53 Who gon save the game, shit that shouldnt be a mystery We the plug, thats the team, clean the guns, pack the beam I the skull badabing and they gone All that weak shit exposed get it buried Said a word and I’m releasing the levee Everything I seen made me everything I am Everything I do, Im a man behind mine and stand behind mine Everything I seen made me everything I am And stand behind mine Everything I do Im a man behind mine Boy, I used to practice my autograph in class nigga I guess I always knew I would be that nigga They want you to second guess they want you to doubt So we just became the kids that our parents warned us about Wanted to bounce from the crib soon as I graduated school Was there shit else I could learn, I had to make my own rules I hit the streets with them young mechanics That was holding them tools You disrespect them son in their hood and get screwed Nigga now move!, now tell me who wanna fuck with us Ash it and pass it, fuck a Dutch I smoke through the glass then Im up I feel it in my chest, boy I aint no stressed Boy this is chess motherfuck the rest Now lets ride down to Cali streets Where them babies aint nourished Young niggas gone ride, cause them niggas got courage Screaming for help but nobodys heard it The streets aint got service Get rich or live trying word to Curtis I gotta flourish Man I earned it better learn it from my name down to the block I’m a product of the I.E. Blink 182 and Pac And it aint no kinda stop button Your fade back and you stop frontin When you realize Id die for this and you aint ready to pop Off shots to take your shit to the top so just let it go See I puffing on medical with your girl as my passenger I advise you to let her go, talking crazy get back back move Im holding paper like the backpacks do Its B.O.W. with the Rattpack crew nigga what! Everything I seen made me everything I am Everything I do, Im a man behind mine and stand behind mine Everything I seen made me everything I am And stand behind mine Everything I do Im a man behind mine Everything I seen made me everything I am Everything I do, Im a man behind mine and stand behind mine Everything I seen made me everything I am And stand behind mine Everything I do Im a man behind mine12Embed

I’m Probably Gonna Rock Your World Lyrics Come on, baby Come on, girl Lemme rock your world Im probably gonna rock your world I said come on, baby Come on, girl Lemme rock your world Im probably gonna rock your world So come on, baby Ive been lonely lately So come on, hold me And lets make a baby Im callin my lady girl, Im callin my lady Dont be shady, dont be shady, girl Come on, baby Come on, girl Lemme rock your world Im probably gonna rock your world I said come on, baby Come on, girl Lemme rock your world Im probably gonna rock your world Lord knows I need you, girl Cause the hole in my heart could fill the world So come on, baby, come on now I was high as a kite But like The Price Is Right, Im comin down Girl, Im comin, Im comin for you And by the end of the night, you gon be cummin too Uh, I said girl, Im comin Comin for you And by the end of the night, you gon be cummin too Come on, baby Come on, girl Lemme rock your world Im probably gonna rock your world I said come on, baby Come on, girl Lemme rock your world Im probably gonna rock your world 3Embed

Champagne Thoughts Lyrics I would like to make an announcement To everybody that said I wouldnt amount to anything In the lines of music I told you, what did I tell you? Didnt I tell you? Cause I told you Mmhmm And when did I tell you? A long time ago And what did I say? What happened when I told you? Exactly what just happened I love to jump up on the track so poetic But the champagne Im sipping got me spitting moetic The second I aim, I dead it Now give me the credit Cause I envision myself living in wealth Breakfast at Tiffanys Lunch at Louis Vs Now excuse me please I got dinner plans overseas Killin with ease Young Sinatra got your girl And now she a Bobby Soxer girl with nice clothes and thick curls3Embed

Concrete Lyrics What up, what up!? Yeah, yeah! Hehehe It’s that concrete shit, you know what I’m saying? You’ll be like yeahhh, you know what I’m saying? Word up Ayo I think about the rap game And Hip-Hops life state It makes my blood pressure rise like Marylands crime rate Rip through the city like the sense, of false virility From cats that clutch gats and lock down the vicinity A lyrical entity, that hold it down and never pretend to be Something Im not, like crush rocks and bust Glock shots But Ive seen it, to the level where I began to fiend it And now life is beckoned into reality, no need to dream it I, Step to the mic and rock heads like Mount Rushmore Raid the spot like cops catchin a dealer tryna flush more Down the drain, liquor down the hash to drown the pain I surpass; sustain, solidified within its game The king is dead, long live the king now watch me reign Spit fire that I obtain from leavin the dragon slain My name is logic but you may know me as young sinatra The cat that brought ya If I may say the illest of verses Not yet classics but that will come as time disperses Back in the 90s I was just a badass kid Thank god for sparin my life and dogin a bid West Deer Park after dark I rep to the death Gaithersburg high blastin music til I go deaf Ninth grade on the constant pursuit just to get laid Til I finally got some pussy now Im trynna to get paid Sold a lil bit something slight like nickels and dimes But I aint make enough, said fuck it and stuck to the rhymes As for my home situation, that shit was hard times Came up on my own blocked out the bad went into a zone Acknowledged what it was but never let it consume my chromosomes On the phone at like sixteen with a lil hispanic hottie Body like a ducati the type to get naughty Now I’m twenty-one, older and wiser but I ain’t perfect Specially when that dark shit deep down hit the surface And ignite the art, maintain speed rip it apart Fuck a punchline this the shit you feel in your heart A young black man camouflaged in the skin of another When I converse with white folk, I feel like I’m undercover Just a brother, tryna make it in America I need a window seat somebody call Erykah Bars like this, cause mass hysteria Spread like malaria and quarintine your area I squeeze at you emcees til you weese and bury ya Alive, like Beatrix Kiddo that’s a Kill Bill Shit now run it back and relive the riddle What5Embed

Gone Lyrics And all these Spanish women watchin me like a Novela And even when we in the crib I still need an umbrella Cause Im gettin her wetter than a letterman in the rain We at the club, 100s and 50s Im makin it rain, sike nah All of yall know Im kiddin like the rubber broke Gettin money and bitches but really thats another note And all these haters they can suck my dick Cause honestly thats the only way youll ever succeed Got what you need cause I sweat and I bleed Did it all on my own, didnt beg, didnt plead Everybody talkin bout Logic dont sell out! Bitch I had a deal for years before it fell out Doing shit that rappersll never do you know Im on that So why dont I start by telling you what was in my contract? Make the type of music that I want, check Work with whoever the hell I want, check Keep it visionary til the death, yep Cause Im doing it for the music not just to get a check Vs up, what up, you know Im on point I be chillin witcha bitch while she rollin up a joint Making a killing for a living like a hitman Rappers hear my new records and be like aw shit man Black card, black power, white fist Aint no way in hell a mixed brother didnt write this And everybody talking shit man screw it Cause if you can do it better than me then you do it Where we going? really theres no tellin Lyrical cocaine narcotics is what Im sellin ahhhh Goddamn got bars like a felon And we gettin C notes like my homie Jon Bellion, yeah Visionary to the fullest We came up out the blue like a crip shootin bullets Where Im from muh-fucka Im from Maryland G-Berg what up?, Im snappin like a Terrapin, flyer than a airplen Shit I mean a airplane, rapping so fast I cant even get the air to my brain Runnin the game like a PS3, flippin the bird to anybody that BS me Chillin in Cali but you know we from the E.S.T, I got the game in my hand like a PSP, Chillin with the homie Castro sippin 40s Drop an album out to the fans, cop em like the police RattPack till I D I E, greatest rapper to ever do it I gotta agree, shit Fuck em all, everybody appalled, flow so clutch my career never stall Me and my team went to Vegas last week and like a bunch of old men, yeah we balled Im tryna do it like aint nobody done it bitch I run it never plummet you know Im headed to the summit And a note to all you rappers tryna do it how I done it Its impossible rewind the track and learn something from it Im gone7Embed

Intro Lyrics laughing Psychological Hello? Yo Yeah, whats up man? Ayo, whats goin on? Bro, man, its just- uh, I heard a couple of tracks on the mixtape, man Sounds phenomenal, dude Uhh, keep it up, aight? Be safe! Keep making them hits, baby! I blow your mind like cocaine, nah I blow your mind like Cobain, rest in peace Sucker emcees deceased Rise on the East, Im the sun bringing heat for sure Ive been making tracks on the low Waiting for my time to shine and then blow Like Johnny, Depp, increase the rep Like a bench press set, homie, yes, I get repped Paid my dues but Im still in debt Cause I have no credibility in the game yet Gotta apply, and run a background check But I bounce, cause I aint done shit yet Right now, thats what Im trying to do Stay spitting rhymes whenever I roll through Call me the Grinch, homie, I dont give a hoo Any emcee, yes, I gotta kill you But dont take it personal, its business, fool Do like Travolta, just be cool And nowadays, everybody sound the same The Price is Right, but I dont play that game Wont never stop till they all know my name Gotta grind to the top, Rodriguez with the fame Homie, if I kill you, accept that youre gone This aint Call of Duty you cant respawn Had your girl down talking on jive Till I hit you with the MP5 Suppression, I really hope yall learned your lesson And never forget that Im the unsung freshman 9Embed

Home Lyrics Yeah, uh, yeah For a long time Ive been gone A wanderer with nowhere to go, babe I spent too much time, Ive been strong Asunder, free to roam, baby Ive been homeless, hopeless with no address Til my heart, you chose Now I got a home, baby Out here in the world Im not alone As long as I got you, Ive got a home If you just dont let go so I dont feel the cold As long as I got you, Ive got a home, babe These four walls, they cant hold me like you do You already know, babe And Ill just fit my life inside you Taking you everywhere I go, babe, yeah Cause Ive been homeless, hopeless with no address Til my heart, you chose Now I got a home Out here in the world Im not alone As long as I got you, Ive got a home If you just dont let go so I dont feel the cold As long as I got you, Ive got a home, babe Yeah, uh, yeah Ever since that moment I know that I know that youre the one Gotta keep it deep in your mind, I promise the only one Baby girl I need you, I breathe you, no I could never leave you I just dont have it in my heart to deceive you Wherever I go she go, wherever she goes, thats my home Ive been thinking about it Im making it rain for myself but im digging about it Man, feeling so crowded, need to be alone No, I need to be away from my phone No, I am not in a positive zone And thats the reason why you are my home Need to be gone Need to be getting it on Need to be getting it on Need to be driving Need to be lovin and vibin Youre the reason Im surviving Youre the reason Im alive in this Youre the reason Im alive in this Youre the reason Im alive, youre the reason I survive Out here in the world Im not alone Yeah, youre the home I never knew, deeper than revenue And as long as were together, whatever, were gonna be fine I put it all on the line like my heart in this rhyme, its like If you just dont let go so I dont feel the cold As long as I got you, I got a home Let me know, me know, me know, me know I got a home, oh6Embed

Why Would I Lie Lyrics Im ready to go and Im ready to bang Ill never be doing the same old thang Ill give it my heart so I give it my whole Im ready to stand and Im ready to fall It aint ever gonna get better, you see? Your best homies will become your enemies Anger will fill up your whole entity Trying to live out the life of a G Never mistaken I’ll never be faking I’m givin you wisdom so best get to taking Now why in the fuck would I lie? I’m giving you everything that you need Everything that you need to succeed Now why in the fuck would I lie? Now tell me how you’re gonna be a real killa Fake mother fucka with a real nine-milla Live in a tin but I’m ready to rhyme again, avoid the pain Now tell me what I gotta do to maintain The mainframe, to keep my life the same Not a damn thing ‘cause your life needs change Psycho-logical know How to flow. Stack dough fo sho When I do what I do, I do it for you Him, her, over there, you too. Who knew? When I ride I do it to make money Up in the drop top whippin when it’s sunny Gambino flow is how I roll All yall rappers who just don’t know Your track is preposterous My library monstrous Yall know who the bosses is, S-I-R-7 Breedo, royal, brethren Never mistaken I’ll never be faking I’m givin you wisdom so best get to taking Now why in the fuck would I lie? I’m giving you everything that you need Everything that you need to succeed Now why in the fuck would I lie? What’s up with the honey in the back? Shaking what she’s got, trying to earn a fat stack You’re losing your self respect Twisting your body, your ass, and your neck Used to be a woman, now you’re just a bitch Your booty is passing by all these good guys Tryin to sell what’s in between your thighs Fuck that, open your eyes Never mistaken I’ll never be faking I’m givin you wisdom so best get to taking Now why in the fuck would I lie? I’m giving you everything that you need Everything that you need to succeed Now why in the fuck would I lie? 5Embed

Bennie and the Jets Lyrics Shes got electric boots A mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets B-B-B-Bennie, B-B-B-Bennie Hey kids, shake it loose together The spotlights hitting something Thats been known to change the weather Well kill the fatted calf tonight So stick around Youre gonna hear electric music Solid walls of sound Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet? Oh, but theyre so spaced out B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh but theyre weird and theyre wonderful Oh Bennie, shes really keen Shes got electric boots A mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine, oh B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Yeah Let me get it now, momma, I made it True story, I have upgraded Everbody back then used to hate it Now they all appreciate it I might sound out of my mind Matter of fact, out of line But I been runnin and gunnin Been fightin for something in due time Im finna take it to the line Im in the beginning of the prime Tony Montana–the worlds mine Yeah, its finally bout time Went from Section 8 to better times Serving food to writin rhymes For Elton John, the greatest of all time! Hey kids, plug into the faithless Maybe theyre blinded But Bennie makes them ageless We shall survive, let us take ourselves along Where we fight our parents out in the streets To find whos right and whos wrong Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet? Oh, but theyre so spaced out B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh but theyre weird and theyre wonderful Oh Bennie, shes really keen Shes got electric boots A mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine, oh B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Ohh, Bennie and the Jets2Embed

Ultra Violent Lyrics 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 Behind the mic or on the MPC is where you’ll find him Fucking waste of life, you should’ve died in the 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, your 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 Ima show out My shit bananas, no doubt, huh Yeah, you bet not bring your ho out You motherfuckers ain’t got no clout Kick in the door, waving the .44 Bobby-Boy ain’t never rapped 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 moods for different occasions, my shit is amazing Barely scratching the surface, I’m barely fucking grazing On the beat machine, dropping gems like black raisin I gotta leave the booth cause my homeboys blazing Tryna get so high that not a fuckin thing faze him From the underground And were uh-, from the un- Uh-uh, from the underground If-if were, if were un-10Embed

Theme for the People Lyrics Yeah This a new generation Switch up the style, Im regeneratin I be talkin to God when Im hearin Satan Im a black man but pass like a 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 will take away your life Come now, that shit aint no way of life Know 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 Whеn it comes to an album, Im dropping like two a year? Hold up, lеt me break down what Im doing here I get introspective on a record with a message deep in the lyrics But after a while, that shit get depressin, they dont wanna hear it They just wanna turn up so thats when I come back On that Bobby Tarantino, countin money, sippin Vino shit Its how we stay relevant to the young I mean Id rather be rappin 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, uh I grew up on Biggie and GZA But Roddy was bumping that Future and Thug Give a fuck how you came up I 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 At the crib watchin Bebop Writing rhymes in my book and Im bumpin that heat rock Shit smooth, word to Pete Rock I cant fuck with my phone, need to detox So I pick up the Glock like Im John Wick Yes, Im in it for life like a convict When I switch up the style, wonder who this No ceilings like Wayne in 09, bitch, Im roofless3Embed

The Incredible True Story Lyrics I am the greatest I, I, I, I, I I am the greatest Fuck em, I will never love em, Im way up Bitch you know Ive been above em , I stay up Shit never works, how do I turn this thing on? Cheap shit never works You have to push the button, Thomas I heard that, bite me Kai4Embed

Vinyl Days Lyrics Yeah-yeah, yeah Vinyl Days, DJ Premier Thats my homie, thats my idol On the road to success but youre idle 6ix on the beat, RattPack, motherfucker, lets go Here we go, lets get it all All I need is one mic, one pen, one page to ignite Subject matter heavy but the flow is MC Lyte You mad as fuck, all you see is red like a conservative All the critics do is talk, Im really not concerned with it Hell is hot and we can make your residency permanent Several shots, they tyin up your body with a tourniquet Let it rock, its obvious that he dont know who turn it is Keep my circle tight-knit cause people move deceitful Money and greed will expose you to the root of evil Already proved myself, not worried bout whos my equal Far from an anti-vaxxer but I moved the needle Shit got me wonderin if what I do is legal Fuck it, Im goin a hunnid in this Buick Regal Fuck it, Im goin a hunnid playin Beanie Sigel You still run that old game, like a Neo Geo You lookin for me? Ima be in Rio Sunbathin off the coast, sippin Pinot Grigio Out the country so much they like, Easy, gringo Straight off the two-track, dont need a single Travelled abroad for my catalog Made all this money recording raps on my Macintosh, call it Apple sauce Even with the cameras off, I be spazzin, dawg Drum machine, analog, the North Face camouflage That lo-fi dusty, Panasonic with the trackin off Marijuana smoke fill the air like L.A. traffic smog Come on, homie, listen to the voice of reason Yeah, you talk a lot of shit but dont want the beef like a vegan Was passin through like the aux channel And then I fell asleep on you, shit, we call you the golf channel Im barbecue grillin these rappers in Croc sandals Got money to cop Lambos but Id rather chop samples Many lines, many rhymes, shit, gutter like Pennywise Shoutout Big Brother, got many eyes Im like Malcolm peekin through the mini-blinds Fuckin with Logic, thats the reason that you stop breathing Cardiac arrest caught you at your chest Shouldve wore a vest, now you all a mess You no kind of threat, you shouldve wore a dress Polo high-tech with the navy crest Cut from the cloth you couldnt thread with a needle Bought the shit at Fred Segal, got your bitch spread eagle The revolution wont be televised, they tellin lies They wanna strip your soul away and lead you to a world thats dry Thats why we in the kitchen cookin, know you smell the vibes And stick to your ribs shit, no frozen fries, go against the gang, get pulverized Im at the crib watch-watchin Cobra Kai, thinkin to myself, God damn, how old am I? Rose through depression like a rose, I was destined Your boy reach his goals like D-Rose with the left hand When life takes a toll, I suppose its a lesson Question, how you woke but you slept in? Treadin on your rappers like Midas for over ten years Without changin tires, shit, I should probably check the mileage Back on my hustle, got packs in the duffle Push rhymes like weight, yeah, you know Im taxin you double Im in the pocket like a running back, run it back I bought your new shit, hey, run me my money back Fly by night, this that flight like Mike ESPN better get those highlights right Perform better when the lights shine bright You lookin like food, it might get fried like rice Throw on a chef apron and I turn into Gordon Ramsay I seen cats sell they whole soul for a Camry I seen your favorite artists do the most just for Grammys I seen a grown man lyin just to get to panties Im cookin like grannies, the recipe is sick and we got extras in the pantry Im goin Super Saiyan, just to represent the family I think thats why the haters cant stand me Im not the socialite type, but my vocals quite right Im still spittin raps like its Open Mic night Im still gettin played from the hoes you might like Im still gettin paid off the flows you probably bite Its Logic Yeah-yeah-yeah See—, see—, see—, see—, see the bigger picture so we can profit all around Yeah-yeah-yeah This is for my real hip-hop fans I—, I want that real back, back when you would feel tracks, yeah Yeah See—, see—, see—, see—, see the bigger picture so we can profit all around Yeah-yeah-yeah This is for my real hip-hop fans I—, I want that real back, back when you would feel tracks, feel tracks I—, I—, I want that, I—, I want that real I—, I want that real back, back when you would feel tracks, feel tracks I—,I—, I—, I want that real, real—, real—, real—, real back I—, I want that real back—, back when you would feel tracks, feel tracks This is Logic This is Logic This is Lo—, Lo—, Lo— Logic, LogicRelated Songs1-800-273-8255LogicThe Heart Part 5Kendrick Lamar6Embed

Worthy Lyrics My mentor once told me, that fire cannot be denied, Im twenty years old, and Ive sacrificed the last four years of my life, to create music just for you, my social life, staying in the studio, practicing, grinding, just to give you, a soundtrack for your life, so Im gonna continue to wake up every day and make good music, and get that recognition And I deserve it, I think I deserve it Its becoming something thats impossible to ignore And I deserve it, I think I deserve it Uh, yeah— Now, let me switch it up with some shit you aint ever heard Aint drunk, but the flows slurred Everybody just relax and listen to my words Everybody just relax and listen to my words So many times have I designed a similar rhyme That came to mind Youre never to find the way Im feelin now Youre never to find the way Im feelin now Youre never to find the way Im feelin now Im feeling like Im ready to blow Been waiting patiently, but fuck it, now I gotta go When it comes to making this music, man, its nada, yo See? You cant comprehend the amount of heart that Im givin Hip-hops my chauffeur, so you know Im driven Sunrise to sunset, you know how Im living You see I think it, then write it, read it, repeat it Then lace it, produce it, record it, mix it, then master it So the people adore it Its becoming something thats impossible to ignore And I deserve it, I think I deserve it9Embed

GAH DAMN HIGH Lyrics Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank What Juicy say? He be like, Shut the fuck up! Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank Ziploc-ziploc bag of kush, double cup full of drank I just keep on rollin up, Im so goddamn high I got DUSSÉ in my cup, Im so goddamn high My prices keep on goin up, Im so goddamn high She be beggin me to fuck but Im too goddamn high Im so goddamn high, Im so goddamn high Im so goddamn high, Im so goddamn high Got a crib in the hills, Im so goddamn high On the PJ smokin good cake, Im so goddamn high Its a bird, its a plane, Im so goddamn high I got drugs on my brain, Im so goddamn fried I want blood not that green, bring the right damn kind Nigga tried to sell me homegrown, Im like, Nigga, nice try In the club passin weed like Im handin out flyers Every time I got some new shit, they be campin outside Heard you talkin all that foo shit, just dont cross the damn line I cant stop my shooters, once I send em out, my hands tied Bitch, Im fly, I got more gas than an airline Smoke with your ho and get more head than a hairdryer You cant drink with me, smoke with me, cause we aint the same kind This shit that Im smokin got me twisted like gang signs I just keep on rollin up, Im so goddamn high I got DUSSÉ in my cup, Im so goddamn high My prices keep on goin up, Im so goddamn high She be beggin me to fuck but Im too goddamn high Im so goddamn high, Im so goddamn high Im so goddamn high, Im so goddamn high Got a crib in the hills, Im so goddamn high On the PJ smokin good cake, Im so goddamn high If thats your girlfriend, why she at my house? If thats your girl, then why my dick in her mouth? If thats your girl, then why she blowin this ounce? If thats your girl, whats all that textin about? If thats your girl, then why she in my DM? If thats your girl, then why she callin my friend? If thats your girl, then why she bein all cool? If thats your girl, then why she drunk in my pool? We get drunk, we do what we want, tell your bitch roll up We dont trust no bitch pullin stunts, want smoke, we pull up We do stunts, we was in the front, my switch, hit it once It lift up, girls, I know enough, pounds, I blow enough, yeah I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out I show up and show out, I show up and I show out2Embed

Ask ’Em Lyrics Yo its your boy Phil Ade Ah man its crazy here Logic, I think theyre ready for it Lets get it! Yeah I got it now what is it, pay the world a visit Let them know Im bout it with this golden ticket See my curriculum is flippin em A hundred and fifty one yeah we sippin em, Bitches they trippin all up in the club Show me love if you really bout it, I dont never doubt it One of the best out of Maryland Im down to shout it Never cocky Im just confident the flow is prominent This is the reason that Im dominant That automatic platinum plated flow, know Ima shine with it All of yall is down to conform but I realign with it Performing at a full house, feeling like Uncle Jesse Bitches they stress me, take them to the crib undress three Children lie, men lie, women lie then we die But Im here to tell the truth and let you know Im finna rise To no surprise, fake rappers meet your demise The microphone and Adobe Audition my only supplies Look within my eyes, yes Ill bury the odds Now I ask em, is you feelin me? I got it back and now Im on again Hit you in your chest like breathing after a shot of Gin Im just a living organism that has arisen With so many bars, I can manufacture for various prisons So let me show you what Im bout and baby how I do it Flowin for hours every day just so I can improve it When I perform I envision a crowd and how to move it See I am lyrically inclined Alphabetically take apart and rebuild your mind Im on my grind and guarantee aint no style like mine I bring the force of course with no remorse Im married to the game, dont even talk about divorce Till death do us part, reincarnate then restart With Biggies eyes, Big Ls mind, and Pacs heart Rip it apart, intravenously like poison dart, Yall bananas if you think Im slippin in Marios Kart2Embed

50s & 100s Lyrics Who run it? Who run it? Who run it? French got weed French got pills French got that work, on the corner cutting deals French know you haters out there talking aint for real Never had a job, but we sitting on a mil Bitch, I will not stop From the back blocks Ill get you whacked, topped Watch, watch the ash drop Drinking French vodka Riding with the blocka Wearin three-quarter mink, chilla and Chewbacca I saw your main girl, and a playa had to stop her Her name wasnt Silk, but her face was the shocker Work, work, bust it down Work, work, bust it down Wrist, bust em down Bad bitches, bust em down Work, flush em down Aint nothing like a movie Hit em on the chirp You know they gon do it with the Who run it? Fifties, hundreds Fifties, hundreds For the ten, twenties, fifties For the fifties, hundreds, she gon for sure split it Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, she gon for sure split it For the fifties, hundreds, she gon for sure split it Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, she gon for sure split it Gave a king charge to my kinfolk He stood ten toes, for you, this intro Fuck a bankroll, I need a bank full My bitch on E, but my tank full I fell in love with your BM in that Bimmer I fell in love, Aston Martin, word to Gina I cant see em Slick Rick with the patch on Gotta no cap the roof, got my cap on Baby, I cant see em That bitch a deuce, I cant see em That Biggie, Juice, I cant see em French the truth, I cant see em I swear to Luke, I got the gasoline, I light a match on Montana hop out with the blocka, blocka, blocka Never send a boy to do a mans job If it was me, I wouldve left him with a headshot How the fuck you get your own mans robbed? Before you see me again, you get that red dot I will not stop, fuck the opp cops And whoever fuck with em, we cannot rock I will not stop, even if that block hotter Than my mama be up in the kitchen with that crock pot Yeah, mama kept me clean, now Im filthy Bank account say something silly Ice on bright, we litty Im a bad boy, P-Diddy For the fifties, hundreds, she gon for sure split it Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, she gon for sure split it For the fifties, hundreds, she gon for sure split it Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, she gon for sure split it 1Embed

My Way Lyrics Ima do it my way Ah yeah, Ima do it my way They lookin at me sideways But I aint livin for the dead today Ima do it my way Ah yeah, Ima do it my way They lookin at me sideways But I aint livin for the dead today Im on ten, homie, yeah Im on ten Just me and my family and all my friends We gon do it our way til the fuckin end Ima do it my way, I wont ever bend, oh yeah Take a look in my lens Bad bitch with me when I pull up in a Benz Thats my baby mama, aint no drama, dont pretend Ah yeah, if you had my money then youd do it your way Ah yeah, if you have my money you will do it your way, but Ima do it my way Ah yeah, Ima do it my way They lookin at me sideways But I aint livin for the dead today Ima do it my way Ah yeah, Ima do it my way They lookin at me sideways But I aint livin for the dead today This for everybody at the party goin crazy All that bullshit dont phase me On the dancefloor bumpin JAY-Z Sip a lil somethin then the night got hazy This for everybody at the party goin crazy Yeah, this is amazing I feel bad for anybody that stayed in Oh yeah, fuck whoever hatin Drinks on me, Im payin Ah yeah, if you had my money then youd do it your way Ah yeah, if you have my money you will do it your way but Ima do it my way Ah yeah, Ima do it my way They lookin at me sideways But I aint livin for the dead today Ima do it my way Ah yeah, Ima do it my way They lookin at me sideways But I aint livin for the dead today3Embed

The Feeling Lyrics Two, three, go! Anybody tryna have a good time? From the front to the back, anybody tryna have a good time? In the middle, in the side, anybody tryna have a good time? A good time Baby Come on, show me what you know Its so amazing When you start to lose control Turning the pages Love is the key to free my soul Its coming together We been up in this fight for too long, so long Give into the feeling Give into insomnia Whatever youre thinking, I want you to forget it all Its in the vibrations, they make you feel so good Because I would never fake it The fear is taking over me now Ooh-yeah-yeah, ooh-yeah-yeah My heart is always beating Aint nobody stopping us now Ooh-yeah-yeah, ooh-yeah-yeah Baby Its gonna be something magical, ay Intimidation, ooh, dont know whats on the other side When we , everythings gon be alright Just comin together Weve been up in this fight for too long, so long Uh, yeah I just wanna have a good time God damn, baby girl hella fine, looking divine And I really dont know how I did it, but I made her mine One time, let me bring it back Feel the vibe, everybody alive Really wanna survive, fuck a 9 to 5 Ima do it better Get her wetter She a go getter Pen game, Ryan Tedder, like What up, what up? Anybody hating on the boy, they can shut up Ima keep it goin like this now, keep it goin like, uh I know you feelin this, Im killin this, but never villainous in this Im tryna to make you understand Im the man for you When you walk up in the room, Ima stand for you Singing in the rain kind of love, let it rain from above And when the push comes to shove, Ima be there, be there Because I would never fake it The fear is taking over me now Ooh-yeah-yeah, ooh-yeah-yeah My heart is always beating Aint nobody stopping us now Ooh-yeah-yeah, ooh-yeah-yeah Because I would never fake it The fear is taking over me now Ooh-yeah-yeah, ooh-yeah-yeah My heart is always beating Aint nobody stopping us now Ooh-yeah-yeah, ooh-yeah-yeah7Embed

Randolph Returns Lyrics Visionary Music Group, this is Vanessa speaking. How can I help you? Hi, uh, I was just wondering, is Chris Zarou available right now? Oh, Im sorry. Chris is in a meeting with Barry White at the moment. Can I take a message? Oh, no, no, thats alright. Um, is Logic there? No. Logic isnt here Oh, um... well, do you think, by chance, I could have his phone number, please? His phone number? Uh, yeah... well, I-I already had his number. Its not like that. I just... misplaced it... Who is this? Oh, um... My names Marty, Marty Randolph You can leave a message if youd like Yeah, Im just gonna be one hundred percent honest with you... um, I need his number. Can you just give me Logics number? Please? Please? Can you just gimme, gimme, gimme... Im sorry. Im not allowed to divulge that information No, what you dont understand, its- itss not like youre divulging informa- I already had it. Its just...I need you to just open up your little black book and- and- Jesus Christ! Cmon! Well, Mr. Randolph, theres nothing more I can do for you Alright, bitch, youre gonna give me that fucking number right now! Youre gonna loo- on your computer or book or whatever the hell youre looking at right now, and youre gonna give me his goddamn number, because he was supposed to sign with me, not Visionary and go do awesome things with Def Jam! What the fuck is that shit? If you keep speaking to me like that, Marty, Im gonna have to hang up on you Oh yeah! Yeah, youre gonna hang up on me? Youre gonna hang up on Marty Randolph? I da- no, I double-dog fucking dare ya, you slut! Now, gimme the number! Visionary doesnt pay me enough money to deal with this shit! Yeah? Thats cause Visionary aint shit! And youre not shit! And fucking Logic isnt shit! And I was supposed to have him first! He was supposed to sign his soul! Sell out! Just give me the number! Fuck! Fuck you, and have a good day! ... Hello? Eh- Have a good dayEmbed

The Realest Lyrics I said Im a realest L-O-G-I-C Only real motherfuckers know B-O-B Bad bitches wanna fuck me like POV 84 West Deer Park, 203 If you know that there, then you know who I be R-A-double T til I D-I-E in the VIP Everybody turn they head when they see I be Playin bitches like a DVD And they say they want the old me But the old me, thats the young me I know a lot more now, thats the dumb me Talkin that shit, get the fuck around from me Man, goddamn Im the motherfuckin man Feelin like I am Never take a break from the real rap, yeah, Im still that Gotta seal that, but I wanna jam Im a realist! A realist that happens to be the realest So the fakers, oh no, they wont never feel this They might talk shit but no, they could never steal this Im a realist! A realist that happens to be the realest So the fakers , oh no they wont never feel this They might talk shit but no, they could never steal this Im a realist! Bout to get it right now Uh, get it right now Uh, get it right now Bout to get it right now Get it right now Get it right now Bout to get it right now Right now, right now Uh yeah , get it right now Bout to get it right now Get it right now Get it right Bout to get it right now Uh, get it right now Uh yeah, get it right now Let me get it right now Get it right now Cause Im the motherfuckin man Lemme get it right now Uh , get it right now Im the motherfuckin man, right now Right now, yeah Get it right now Im the motherfuckin man right now, right now Uh, get it right now Yeah, yeah Uh , get it right now You the goddamn man Im the motherfuckin man Right now Get it right now, right now Im the motherfuckin man Im the motherfuckin man Bout to get it right now Chillin in the crib, put it all up in a bitch rib Got a lot to give but I dont give a fuck Pull up in a dump truck, I dont mean to interrupt Whats up? Chilling in the cut Homie give a damn bout that shit if it sound tight Doesnt even matter if the grammar right Bust on your bitch like the hammer might We in a MGM havin a hell of a night Im gettin sued for my name Nothing I would never do for the fame Tell me who coulda blamed me Still the same me but Im not Motherfucker looking like Squints from The Sandlot Running from the cops So I pray to the great Bambino Call me Bobby Tarantino I dont give a fuck, bitch we know They only in it for the C-Notes Am I in it for the, in it for the ahh? This is me sippin that Kool-Aid Im too paid, already Im too paid Gettin big with money Motherfucker did you not hear me say Im too paid Im in this bitch runnin, Im in this bitch workin You know I put work in Its funny how they only pay attention when that mommy go twerkin Ignorant shit, Im just not into this shit But everyone know, Logic, he spit the realest! Bout to get it right now Uh, get it right now Uh, get it right now Bout to get it right now Get it right now Get it right now Bout to get it right now Right now, right now Uh yeah , get it right now Bout to get it right now Get it right now Get it right Bout to get it right now Uh, get it right now Uh yeah, get it right now Let me get it right now Get it right now Cause Im the motherfuckin man Lemme get it right now Uh , get it right now Im the motherfuckin man, right now Right now, yeah Get it right now Im the motherfuckin man right now, right now Uh, get it right now Yeah, yeah Uh , get it right now You the goddamn man Im the motherfuckin man Right now Get it right now, right now Im the motherfuckin man Im the motherfuckin man Bout to get it right now1Embed

2014 BET Hip Hop Awards - Cypher 3 Lyrics Your boy got it popping like Crisco Number one independent on the east coast I rep the streets, I dont do it for the weirdos I am really with the yo I been having women and gold around my neck Im a hustler, what the fuck do you expect? Roll with the lex, ride Benz dont roll with the Lex But yall push 700s they aint mold to you yet Been getting bread so long, is there mold on it yet? Something like a pimp no ring on my pinky Full in fur, coming through all minky Big cuban chains coming through all linky Shitting on haters, leave you all stinky Phew! Said I would leave you blue Get it, men do what they say Troy Ave did it I brought New York back like Earl the Pearl Now BSB records bout to conquer the world Yo, yo, yo Last year I was watching it from the couch I stayed in tune with all my dreams Haters see me living them out Im from Detroit, Michigan, homie, its the home of the Lions My homies was dying, rock hoodies during moments of silence Passionate, practicing activists doper than put a cap in this Renishas shooter switched it and said he did it on accident Rest in peace to Mcbride and Mike brown and Trayvon They days gone and they was so young and it touched me Like an iPod but I wont cry Government they gave us nothing and they say that we dont try We get robbed like corner stores for justice and Im so tired Im super tired like carrying ten Mariahs Put tires around my neck Im finna start a riot This the book of hip hop illustrate Dont compare me to Nicki, my titties been deflated And that wasnt a diss, I swear I look up to that chick But critics be talking regardless putting these bloggers in coffins Queen Che Just holla at me if you need that real And if its true that words are weapons, Dee packs steel I did it solo, no aid But Dees that ill, I reach and feel And thieves that kill cant steal that skill for real Im a positive black man, beware in the streets Dont compare me unless its to the man America leads Sit back an reteach Unashamed coming for they neck, watch your clavicle They say Dee, who was your cosign?, mine was God My watch made out of concrete, times was hard Yous a mental slave dog, why you robbing and stealing Money dont buy happiness, ask Robin Williams Im in the building, Im probably on that pelligrino Dolphin that rhymes on my feet, I think Im Dan Marino Its Uno, cut the deck, you know he won Cause New Orleans watching this saying Go Dee-1! Allow me to murder this For anybody that may not have heard of this Its the L-O-G-I-C Im repping MD yes yall know the deal We keep it real all the time, Vs up, thats on my mind Im feeling infinite, like Eminems first album Speak to the people like Malcolm Murder your mind in a minute, like the Millenium Falcon Rip the mic and yeah I know the outcome Check it, Im biracial, but couldnt tell by the facial So everybody swears that his parents wasnt interracial But if I had dreads, sold drugs and screamed Fuck the feds! Then maybe, just maybe they might give me some street cred Even though I grew up with that all in my house Aint gotta glorify that shit, theres more to talk about, but Dont get it twisted, Im far from a mad rapper If anything Im the finest of dead president kidnappers I got so much on my mind but not enough time to mention Cause Im ripping and living and striving and killing going and flowing Im only spitting this fast cause thats how yall gonna pay attention Cause we on TV See they dont care about what Im saying, just how Im saying it So I gotta spit it fast and make sure that theres no delaying Yeah, well, but if youre one of the few that want the real and not the lesser Go to iTunes and cop that Logic album Under Pressure Yeah I said dont ask me about no broads, no rap wars I do this for my Mike Brown brothers thats really at war Therefore, yall better close yalls jaws When it come to me, cause yall gonna need wraps and gauze Im the underdog, clear, yall aint gotta like me Gather your best armor bodying me less than likely I swear on James Brown if you try me Red Hook Summer like Spike Lee Bloody gloves, we in the ring like carats This aint the first quarter, but Im balling like its March Madness Heh? I got em pinched cause Im lavish When youre in a motel you better hold your bladder Now what they talking about this MC deficit? Like I will run up on that stigma put a death to it Man, realize that Im the best at this And I dont gotta wear a dress to be addressing this7Embed

Planetory Destruction Lyrics Talkin and, you know, the crazy part is Were all drinkin out here in the galaxy, hahahaha Ayy, yo Uh, ayy, yo, straight off the cuff I came to fuck your mom, no bluff My flow tough like elephant skin My knight takes your queen What a elegant pen, me and my brethren Wrappin up 2097, jump on the MPC I program to a ProTools like a fuckin NPC Cause I rhyme greater, jump on the bike Kaneda Skinny motherfucker like Lupin the Third Jump on the track, homie, thats my word Peep the section, only shoot in one direction And smoke a blunt down 9-1-7 1-6-0-4-9-3-11 And you can get lost in hip-hop pеrfection Dapper down in tight shit when I writе shit Show my lyrics to a nun and she might shit bricks The type to give a addict they fix Im the modern day Abbott in this bitch Fuck a Costello, know Doc D never mellow Rippin through the galaxy, tell me who bad as me Step to me, I get charged with assault and battery Dog shit on the greatest alive, Im the latter B What a catastrophe, you steppin to me, then peep the weaponry Fore I defeat your ass like leprosy, you punk bitch 2097, were here Number one on the charts for thirty-seven weeks in a row Its your boy, the one and only, Buck Naked, and Kyle Yo, understand, yo, not playin this year Goofy motherfucker, fall back to the rear Get that bullshit out the atmosphere Settin shit off, thats the reason we here Legacy raps, Doc D on the track Hennessy splash, somethin thick on my lap Black Air Force, stash spot with the Gat Its the RattPack, stack cheese like Kraft Fuck a microphone, Im on the war path Pussy-foot niggas want beef, where ya at? More action, more excitement, more everything The phones are lighting up here at Cosmos Radio, along with the entire universe You are turned in with the greatest hosts in the galaxy DJ Buck Naked and Kyle Well, it seems Doctor Destruction is on yet another planetory rampage Isnt that right Kyle? He sure is, Buck, the year 2097 has been a eventful one so far And this maniac just wont stop terrorizing the galaxy I couldnt agree more, but you know what? Lets at least give the people a soundtrack to their inevitable destruction Now, you got a corpse in the car, minus a head in the garage Take me to it A please would be nice Come again? I said, A please would be nice Get it straight, buster, Im not here to say please Im here to tell you what to do And if self-preservation is an instinct you possess You better fuckin do it and do it quick Im here to help, if my helps not appreciated Lots of luck, gentlemen No, no, no, Mister Wolfe, it aint like that Your help is definitely appreciated Mister Wolfe, listen, I dont mean disrespect Okay, I respect you I just dont like people Barkin orders at me, thats all If Im curt with you its because time is a factor I think fast, I talk fast And I need you guys to act fast if you wanna get out of this So, pretty please, with sugar on top Clean the fuckin car1Embed

Ice Cold Lyrics Til Im on, you can save all the sentiment Im in the lab formulating with the elements Out of touch, stay low like a pessimist Ice cold for the purpose of the betterment Staying focused, tryna disappear the deficit Way bigger than the figures though its relevant Rappers on some sweet shit, caking but they delicate I be cold, kill em all, box em like they Entenmann’s Cold blooded temperament, gots no chill Sniff pills, keep the strange day for real Let her call me daddy if it give her a thrill But I kick her out the caddy if she bringing her bills Pimping on the side before they gave me a deal Swerving with no navi in the Hollywood Hills They want me to leak it badly, but its just gonna spill Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Im not your average emcee with your joe-shmo flow Thought you knew about me, but now you bout to know Creep up on the scene puttin rappers on they toes Shit that I compose Ice Cold take control No bougie clothes banning Instagram hoes Rookie of the year, Lenbo went pro Satchel paid in the game if you didnt know Strange days even so, find me in the zone Or the Northwest taking rest chillin on the Northwest taking rest chillin on the low Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Everybody know my shit is wack, Lenbo the best Its how you irrelevant rappers feel put it to rest Livin on the need to get down but I digress Young Sinatra on the track Throw it back and nevertheless Just smoke a little, chill, laid back youll never stress I was never really one to smoke, I must confess When it comes to killing anxiety, no contest And fuck Ending this line with the same rhyme Me and B-I-G L-N-B-O, we got the same mind Same slang, Wu Tang Killer Bee, fuck with me All the way from the middle America to the to the Philippines Whats up, we in the cut, hit the indica We dont give a fuck Whats the deal? Keep it on the top Early days in L.A. and we creepin in the truck Lenbo in the driver seat, now we on the Odessey Red pill, Blue pill Open up a hand to see Skinny bitches and burgers a fat Made it out the basement Yeah, we made it out the basement If I could do it again my word to kin wouldnt erase it A lot of hard times but we always seemed to face it Got me thinking that industry is fucking basic Blurred lines everywhere but my shit is Lasik Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Its like that man, its like that Logic and Big Lenbo This shit out of control Watch them haters tip toe Dropping shit so Ice Cold8Embed

Juveniles Lyrics The Los Angeles Leakers L.A Leakers Boy L.A Leakers HS-87 we the plug nigga First off dont bro me if you dont know me Cause I can read through you niggas, Adobe Im getting big faces, Ginobli You getting lil faces, Emojis 23 already feeling like a OG Reminiscin when I used to be on scooters with my homies Strapped up Tony buy snickers and a Sobe from the liquor store Its West Coast screaming team Kobe you rappers, sleep, insomniac Apartment building fucking bitches in the laundrymat Ride with my Rugrats, holdin up Tommy Gats Kick the party with no gas up in the Pontiac Then head home with your bitch getting live on the skype for the snap show All titties, all ass I swear I am the Mac Pro With all that Apple you finna get a app though Im the Steve Jobs of these fucking raps ho I hit the club picking bitches out like afros Set trip and get stomped like a frat show Young nigga grew up off of that Weezy Shootin bb guns and usin s cross for the bbs Shout out my Exs watchin T.V yeah I know that yall see me Im screaming T.C until you niggas 6 feet me Brilliance is an act of perfecting! Brilliance is an act of perfecting! Brilliance is an act Perfecting, perfecting, perfecting Brilliance is an act Am I saying? I wonder if my diction is correct I set this bitch off ! Well set it off for me then Set if off for me then Set it off for me then Well set it off for me then Set it off for me then Im just dedicated to gettin medicated Its for my English teacher that told me Ill never make it This next shit is awesome baby we bout to take it to the next level you ready ? I like big blunts and I cannot lie Im too real I used to lie a lot And save your feelings But now I aint give a fuck how you feel Thats just real, Its like this I.E is the city nigga me and Price runnin B-O-Dub the set my nigga, me and Price from it my nigga me and price from it Its inevitable my nigga cause me and Price comin I’ll even turn my back, start runnin…GO! I wish I would worry bout another, ho-ass-nigga, on my, nerves About whos who and who did what first When Im sitting really comtemplatin buy me a hearse Cause if another motherfucker ask octane Where a nigga got his bucket hat Imma kill myself Aint another nigga real as me Exactly why she feelin me And I still manage to feel myself Now wheres my lighter, bring my cheeba I aint no pastor, I aint no preacher Im just a young nigga not rapping about Buggaties Cause I dont got one, and they dont either And Im just sayin, what everybodys thinking Boy I gotta be the shit cause not everybodys stinking Step up in these means now and everybodys speaking People still buy rap music and now they got a reason, Jill Reppin Maryland to the fullest push us but never pull us Living driven appreciate what Im giving yeah stillers From the east to the west, we connect and never the less Stay blessed, get it done, do your best now Open my composition, to kill the rendition never switching positions The mission is murder my competition, the second they listen dismissem Imma wrap their body up and sendem where nobodyll missem I mean that lyrically, see Ive been at it since a youngin While they was runnin and gunnin getting done And we was livin on food stamps The government frontin tryna survive fuck a 9 to 5 We ready to dive in the deep end while they creeping on the reallest God damn can you feel us? Man these haters wanna kill us but we still us Probably wonder where Ive been at, Ive been laying low Touring the country with Kid Cudi at every show In the meanwhile working on the album Visions of vivid images that be the outcome And yall so focused on these record sales That you dont even remember what this music entails I mean its all good if you want to appeal to a certain demographic But never forget where you come from Getting swept away in the sea of music trying to create something current Think about it8Embed

Tetris Lyrics Yeah I could— Rest in peace J Dilla I could— I could give a fuck about the metrics Roll up in a Beamer, Bentley, Lexus Logic stay connected on the block, bitch Im Tetris Snatch your necklace, Dilla beats got me reckless Even if you knew the whole clan, couldn’t protect this Dont deflect it, you motherfuckers is defective So get back on that assembly line Im schooling these emcees with assembly rhymes Ill bе goated by the end of my timе More tracks than Amtrak by the end of the line Im harder to find, Maryland state of mind From the womb to the prime In my room with a pen and a pad and mad lines Like a theme park My life is full of action like when the scene start Think I aint the illest? You trippin like when the plane depart You know I been killin the game from the start Im the reason your kids afraid of the dark I leave you bankrupt for real Cant pay your light bill, how you feel? Stupid motherfucker, oh yeah you got a deal But you spent your whole advance on a chain I invested mine in crypto, and now Im sailin out to Spain Hah, my yacht three-hundred feet Everything that I retained all came from cuttin teeth Hanzo flow, Im so sharp I cut the sheet Good grief, only undercover if Im cuttin under sheets Know my whole style, check the profile Married man, I aint fuckin with bitches, these hoes wild So in it that Im infinite, Im so in it that Im infinite, yeah So whats the deal now? You know we keep it real now Strapped to the T, I will grab this— Whats the, whats the deal now? You know we keep it real now Strapped to the T, I will grab the steel now Fuck the metrics Roll up in a Beamer, Bentley, Lexus Logic stay connected on the block, bitch Im Tetris Snatch your necklace, Dilla beats got me reckless Whats up Boy, what the fuck answer your phoneEmbed

Vacation from Myself Lyrics I dont need me sophistication What I need me is a vacation I said I dont need no sophistication What I need me is a vacation from myself Is a vacation from my life No sophistication Oh, no, no, no, no saturation Keep the peace, no, I dont need no confrontation I got tequila in my hand, this is a celebration Dying on the cross for your salvation Feeling like a star constellation I said I dont need no sophistication What I need me is a vacation from myself Is a vacation from my life No sophistication4Embed