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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 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 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 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 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 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, 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 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 anymore818Embed

Homicide Lyrics Son, you know why you the greatest alive? Why, Dad? Because you came out of my balls, nigga Hahahahahaha Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies Im foamin at the mouth, aint nobody takin me out Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what Im about And I dare you to test me Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me And maybe thats a little bit of an exaggeration But Im full of innovation And Im tired of all of this high school Hes cool, hes not rap shit Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit No, this aint a diss to the game, this a gas to the flame Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shits lame Like a moth to the flame, Ima reel em in and kill em Know you feelin lyricism when Im spillin it, Im feelin myself Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin himself Mass murder like this cant be good for my health When I rap like this, do I sound like shit? Well, it dont really matter, cause Im killin this shit Yeah, Im killin this shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, Im killin this shit Bobby, how many times you been killin this shit? Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im, chika-chika-chika-chika Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady Theres nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide Hit em with that and they die We gon leave em crucified, we call this shit genocide I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes No, we aint fuckin with that Yeah, theres a time and a place But if you aint comin with the illest of raps Callin yourself the greatest alive Then you dont deserve to do that No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that You gon get smacked You gon make Bobby attack You gon make Bobby Boy snap You gon make Bobby Boy snap Fuck rap Bustin like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, aint no way in hell we leavin nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin villainous, he killin this Im comin for your man and his lady and even the baby Im feelin like Im chika-chika-chika-chika Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like JAY-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didnt write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin, leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin dog sounds cause I gotta keep breakin these bars down Ill go slow for the speds But when I go like the Dobermann said I still think the would go over your head Beast mode, motherfuckers bout to get hit With so many foul lines, youll think Im a free throw Figured it was about time for people to eat crow You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned? I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheeps clothes From the East Coast to the West, Im the ethos and Im the G.O.A.T Who the best, I dont gotta say a fuckin thing, though Cause MCs know But you dont wanna hear me spit the facts Your shit is ass like a tailbone Or youre trapped in your cell phone Or my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe I dont wanna fuckin listen to you spit your raps someone else wrote Used to get beat up by the big kids Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel And I wouldnt do shit but just sit still Now moneys not a big deal Im rich, I wipe my ass with six mill Big bills like a platypus A caterpillars comin to get the cannabis Im lookin for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin Batterin everything and Ive had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin stiff as a mannequin And Im bringin the bandana back, and the fuckin headband again A handkerchief and Im thinkin of bringin the fuckin fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap I sound like a fuckin millionaire With a Derringer with a hair trigger Bout to bear hug a fuckin terrier, the Ric Flair dripper Yall couldnt hold a candle at a prayer vigil When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin air duct Im bout to bare-knuckle it, nah, fuck it Im gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket Abraca-fuckin-dabra The track is the blood, Im attracted, Im attackin it What? Dracula, fuck that shit Im up, back with a thud Man, stop Look what Im plannin, plannin, Im plannin to Do all this while ya panickin And youre lookin and starin at mannequins And Im goin to Fanagans Trying to get up a plan against All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana Youre in a cab- Im in a cabana and a Janet Im in a cabana chantin all this standup banter While you dont got the stamina, youre lackin the stamina Youre lackin the stamina while youre divorcin Harrison Ford And Im in a Porsche on the floorboards While Im world tourin You usin way too many napkins, papkins Lapkins and chapki- You using ChapStick and napkins while Im bapkin Flappin around like a bapkin Flamminababbitapannitajampkin Dammit, a can of pada-739Embed

Gang Related Lyrics Yeah, uh, yeah Livin life like this Gotta paint a picture when I write like this Tales from my hood, not a sight like this Where they up to no good on a night like this And they murder motherfuckers just cause Type of shit I see, you probably wonder where I was I was in the crib, just sittin on the rug Basedheads comin through lookin for the plug Now, born and raised in my area Beautiful by day, by night its hysteria Fuck around and bury ya tonight Ridin with my homies on sight Momma tell me to come in at night Now I really gotta go, but they never know Livin life to the fullest, I gotta blow Po-po finna bust in the door, we got blow in the crib In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib Goddamn, what it feel like, middle of the night Wakin up, scared for my life Never had the heat, just a knife When the gat go blat like that Guarantee you it’s a wrap Finna put you on your back like that Just breathe, while their mama grieve Bullet to the dome like an Aleve Gotta leave for the premises, to murder my nemesis No, no, uh, uh, just stop, stop, stop ‘Fore they even call the cops Do it for the money and the bitches And the drugs and the props Tell me why another body even gotta drop Get shot off top for some shit that was gang related Up first at five tonight, breaking news in Gaithersburg, where a massive manhunt is underway after a deadly shooting. Its all unfolding in the 400 block of West Deer Park and 355. Our Montgomery County reporter joins us, with the latest tonight Livin life like this Hope little Bobby never fight like this Stab a motherfucker with a knife like this All about the money on a night like this Run up in the crib, put a bullet in your rib Got a lot to give, but I never had the chance Never had the chance, yeah Stay strapped, but I hate it when I take it out If you want it Ima lay it out Hope my little brother make it out Every night what I pray about what I pray about Check it, uh yeah, got a son on the way But I cling to the streets even though I wanna run away I imagine a better life Where I never had a debt in life Hit you with the gunshots in the dead of night Sellin crack to my own pops Pushin this weight on my own block If I sell a brick I can buy a house If they find the key they might lock me up But I take the chance cause I need that shit and don’t give a fuck Take the chance, cause I need that shit and don’t give a fuck — Get down or lay down Hit ya with the Beretta, you better stay down Stray shots on the playground Livin how Im livin with the life that Im given Anybody that’s ridin with me, I’m ridin with em Show me the enemy, and Ima hit em The second I bit em, I get em And hit em with the venom Ain’t no need to pretend Ima never do it I knew it, already been through it I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life Anybody thats gang related653Embed

44 More Lyrics Ayy, bitch, Ive been goin and goin like the Energizer Yeah, Im supplyin the wood like Elijah In the cut, smokin on indica Might fuck around and compartmentalize ya They say, they say life is a bitch And if that is the case then Im finna surprise her No, I am not an advisor, but I do advise ya To pay attention, never need to mention Im that motherfucker bustin heads Finna push it to the ledge Yeah, I been smokin my meds Aint got no love for the feds Cant let fame go to yo head Fuck with me, watch where you tread Im finna kill it instead Im finna, Im finna, Im finna I will, I will, do it like I never done it And I wanna run it and I wanna keep it goin and goin Like infinity, be the only entity to ever rip it apart From the start like this, from the heart like this Finna murder it, a million miles a minute, no nitrous Doin righteous I-I been, I-I-I been down this road before Everybody think that they do but they dont Swear to God that they would but they wont Spittin riddles in the middle of a past-time Me in my mind, feelin divine, like yeah Finna get it like yeah—yeah Like yeah, like yeah I done made 20 million dollars I dont flex to be acknowledged At this point its common knowledge All you haters been abolished You in the club throwin dollars, but Im savin mine so my kids go to college Or maybe whatever they wanna do Just as long as they never say Daddy blew 20 million dollars He had to flex to be acknowledged He in the club throwin dollars And now cannot afford to send me to college Daddy just wanna be loved Just like everybody wanna be accepted But somehow he had neglected Me and my momma for all of this rap shit No, I cannot fuck with that shit No, I cannot fuck with that Who you know dropped an album Back to back to back to back to back to back again? Im back again to snap again And goddamnit, it aint no other way around it Yeah, its happenin, cause Ive been livin in a world on my own Leave me alone, Im in the zone Where Ive been prone to destroy shit You cannot avoid this, wack mothafuckas have annoyed this Yes, you know I enjoy this Preach, mothafuckin preach Yeah, Im tryna reach everybody in the streets Writin words to the beats Each one teach one, yeah, Im tryna reach one Who the beast one? That be me, on the top to the East one Tell me how you really wanna do it right now, time to murder this Shout out everybody, no fuckin around, aint heard of this Heard of us, we aint goin nowhere, its a herd of us Hold up, roll up Levitated like Im David Blaine Livin a dream like Im David Aames Talk all you want, we are not the same Step in the spot, now they know the name Sold more albums my first week than Harry Styles and Katy Perry If that aint a sign of the times Then I dont know what is, man this shit is scary Cause bitch, Ive been blowin up like C-4 And Im 3 for 3 like a free throw Anybody hatin on the boy, take a step back and then deep-throat Now my phone blowin up like ring Like ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring! That Kevin Durant, Im a champion Check the numbers, Im a champion Cant sleep on the boy anymore But the haters that love to hate gon pop an Ambien Star Lord, champion Know the name, now they know the alias, thats for sure Gave em 44, now heres 44 more409Embed

Sucker for Pain Lyrics I torture you Take my hand through the flames I torture you Im a slave to your games I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down Oooohh, Im just a sucker for pain Dolla $ign! Im a sucker for pain I got the squad tatted on me from my neck to my ankles Pressure from the man got us all in rebellion We gon go to war, yeah, without failure Do it for the fam dog, ten toes down dog Love and the loyalty; thats what we stand for Alienated by society All this pressure give me anxiety Walk slow through the fire Like, who gon try us? Feeling the world go against us So we put the world on our shoulders I torture you Take my hand through the flames I torture you Im a slave to your games I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down Oooohh, Im just a sucker for pain I been at it with my homies, it dont matter, you dont know me I been rollin with my team, we the illest on the scene I been riding round the city with my squad I been riding round the city with my, squad We just posted, getting crazy, living like this is so amazing Hold up, take a step back when we roll up cause I know what We been loyal, we been fam, we the ones you trust in Wont hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion I know I been bussin, no discussion for my family No hesitation, through my scope I see my enemy Like whats up? Hold up, we finna re-load up Yes I re-load up, I know what up, I know what up I torture you Take my hand through the flames I torture you Im a slave to your games I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down Oooohh, Im just a sucker for pain Uhh, devoted to destruction A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction Im dying slow but the devil tryna rush me See, Im a fool for pain, Im a dummy Might cut my head off right after I slit my throat Tongue kiss a shark, got jealous bitches up in the boat Eating peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast And if I get stung, I get stoked, might choke Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal, naked in the North Pole Thats why my heart cold, full of sorrow, the lost soul And only Lord knows when Im coming to the crossroads So I dont fear shit but tomorrow And Im a sucker for pain, it aint nuttin but pain You just fuckin complain, you aint tough as you claim Just stay up in your lane, just dont fuck with Lil Wayne Ima jump from my plane or stand in front of a train Cause Im a sucker for pain Used to doing bad now we feel like we just now getting it Aint got no other way so we start it and finish it No pain, no gain Never stand down, made our own way Never going slow, we pick up the pace This is what we wanted from a young age No emotion, thats what business is Lord have mercy on the witnesses I torture you Take my hand through the flames I torture you Im just a sucker for pain More pain Got me beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin For more pain Got me beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin For more pain Got me beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin, beggin For more pain Got me beggin...140Embed

Everybody Lyrics Okay I was gone for a minute but Im back now Sit the fuck back down Seem like everybody nowadays Hollywood Oh, it’s like that now? Ima show you mothafuckas how to act now Ima show em how to act Ima show em how to act Okay now picture little Bobby just a youngin runnin round With his mans, hammer in his hands, feelin like the man Run, mothafucka, run Before the popo get the gun, put it to your brain like goddamn! Everybody know you aint about it Everything you talk about I know I can live without it Red light, stop. Green light, go! Everything aint what it seem like Mothafucka I know! Hold up, what you mean, where you been? Bitch, I been in This is merely the beginning again What you been living in? A box, under the bridge, like Anthony Kiedis? Looking for something to complete us And maybe lead us, fuck an elitist Hell of a long way from equal is how they treat us Body of a builder with the mind of a fetus Turn on the television and see the vision they feed us And I wish I could erase that, face facts Everybody people, everybody bleed, everybody need something Everybody love, everybody know, how it go Everybody people, everybody bleed, everybody need something Everybody love, everybody know I been knockin doors down like a Jehovah witness God as my witness, Im with this But on the real, I think I need another witness! If it was 1717, black daddy, white momma wouldnt change a thing Light skin mothafucka certified as a house nigga Well Ill be God damned, go figure In my blood is the slave and the master Its like the devil playin spades with the pastor But he was born with the white privilege! Man, what the fuck is that? White people told me as a child, as a little boy, playin with his toys I should be ashamed to be black And some black people look ashamed when I rap Like my great granddaddy didn’t take a whip to the back Not accepted by the black or the white I dont give a fuck, praise God, I could see the light Everybody talkin bout race this, race that I wish I could erase that, face facts Everybody people, everybody bleed, everybody need something Everybody love, everybody know, how it go Everybody people, everybody bleed, everybody need something Everybody love, everybody know Okay I was gone for a minute but Im back now Sit the fuck back down Seem like everybody nowadays Hollywood Oh, its like that now? Ima show you mothafuckas how to act now Ima show em how to act Ima show em how to act191Embed

Isis Lyrics Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, or better known as ADHD, is a mental disorder that affects an individuals ability to focus Causing them to move around more frequently They may also have trouble controlling their impulsive behaviors One time for them prayin on my downfall Two times for the homies in the chow hall Three times for them hoes on the internet Shittin on niggas when they really should get out more Four times for the days that were all bad Five times for the bitches who aint called back Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to— Kidnap a nigga like ISIS Turn a whole world to a crisis Walk around the city with a ice pick I been paranoid, usually, I aint like this Aint no tellin how crazy I might get, uh Beat the police with a nightstick In my whole life, I been lifeless Now Im so fly, Im a muhfuckin flight risk Fuck a couple hoes til I pass out Niggas throwin stones at my glass house I remember sleepin on my dads couch Now I got the Bentley, and its blacked out Family lookin at me like a cash cow Errybody dissin just to have clout Thought you had a chance, now you assed out Nigga, Im the muhfuckin man, where you at now? Fuck it, Ima hit em til they jumpin I aint trippin, this is nothin I been livin in the dungeon I done held a couple grudges Went to hell and got abducted Meet the devil, Im his cousin I aint settlin for nothin Got a metal in the truck, I keep a semi when Im bussin Niggas duckin Even Stevie Wonder couldve see it comin I aint judgin, I just want the money, I dont need a budget I been hungry, I aint got no oven But I got the munchies, nigga How you gon move on the front line? If I dont fuck with you, I just cut ties My high school teacher said Id never be shit Tell that bitch that I turned out just fine And no, I dont know you for the twelfth time We do not share the same bloodline You love to run your mouth like a tough guy Hope you keep the same energy when its crunch time According to the American Psychiatric Association It affects roughly eight percent of children And two percent of adults Commonly believed to only affect boys Because they are perceived as rowdy and rambunctious One time for them prayin on my downfall Two times for them bitches in the South Shore Three times for them days on the block Gettin chased by the cops like a motherfuckin outlaw Four times for them days that were all bad Five times for the bitches who aint called back Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to— Me and Joyner need a couple hearses Double homicide, kill the beat and the verses Everybody livin on the surface But we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it Whats beef? Beef is when you murder motherfuckers on a beat Kill em all, kill em all Nah, nah, whats beef? Beef is brothers dyin over shit That never mattered in the first place, lyin in the street Whats peace? Peace is when you leave it in the past, let it heal like a cast When enough time pass, then you blast Kinda like John Wick, bars like a convict Fuck around and you dont wanna start shit, woo! Comin with the hot shit, all they do is talk shit You could never top it, boy, just stop, stop it High and drunk, call that HD vision All these other motherfuckers full of indecision And I murder with precision all over your television Im numero uno, number one and you is just a subdivision Never listen, we gon leave them missin Thats the mission like ISIS Aint no time to bicker over who the nicest Its Logic, its obvious, just ask the audience Ive come to body this shit Yes, its egregious, Im Regis You Kelly, you pussy, you pussy Dont push me, Im Louis Vuitton You at Target with your mom On the internet still hatin on my last post I just sent a steak back at Mastros, my god Me and Joyner need a couple hearses Double homicide, kill the beat and the verses Everybody livin on the surface But we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it Yeah, uh, far from the minimum, killin em with no Ritalin And 59 was the middleman to get em in the same room Now we on the same tune, and we sealed the games doom The illest of lyricists on the same shit RattPack, clap back on the gang shit Do it for the love of rap, not for the fame shit, woo! One time for the Grammy that I never got Two times for the Garden that I sold out Three times for the street crimes that I committed Yeah, I did it, but thank God that I made it out Four times cause Im a fuckin bastard Five times Platinum with my last shit Six times for the beats and the rhymes Fuck the heat and the crime Keep the peace like a waistline, woo! ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS ISIS, ISIS, ISIS193Embed

Under Pressure Lyrics Dog round—from a—from a—dog round—once a Dog round—from a—from a—dog round—once a Dog round—from a—from a—dog round—once a Dog round—from a—from a—dog round— Work so fucking much, my greatest fear is Ima die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, thats a milestone People calling me, askin me for money, man The only thing Ima give you motherfuckers is the dial tone Flashbacks of a youngin sippin that purple Kool-Aid Skippin school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days Running from the law, livin how Im livin, fuck em all Bumping Triple Six Hennessy in my cup, drivin through the sticks Who the bitch ridin with me? Man, the devil tryna get me Motivated, under-educated, and hated But finally gettin cake like a happy belated Bitch I made it, we on Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it Write it, record it, mix it, master it, press it up, unveil it Feel like Ive been waitin forever, forever to inherit This is war, I declare it Time is money, I cant spare it Futuristic, so simplistic Please decipher my linguistics Slow it down, Robitussin Im the king, aint no discussion And now we blowin up like spontaneous human combustion My consumption is the illest Section eight, I know you feel this On the come up, where they run up on you for nothin at all Brighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds? EBT, thats the card I thank God, I thank God, but its hard Uh, but its hard Uh, work so fuckin much, my greatest fear is Ima die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, thats a milestone People callin me, askin me for money, man The only thing Ima give you motherfuckers is the dial tone God damn, god damn, we at it again Me and my homies that know me blowing up like the Taliban Yeah, my stress up, but Im blessed up Fuck around and get messed up When I murder the rhyme, Im livin divine You know that Im one of a kind Lemme get it right now, ho Draped up and Im dripped out Right now, ho Caked up til I cash out and I got em all wonderin, How so? On the down low, haters drown slow On the down low, haters drown slow Oh God, my God, we got it all right Oh God, my God, we gotta get it, right? These fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right? I said these fuckers facades, they just a mirage, right? Uh, tell me that they love me Know damn well that they dont give a fuck I be on that finger-flippin killin shit up in the cut Thats whats up All these bitches out here tryna gas it up This is everything I ever wanted, I cant pass it up Life changed in a year, couldnt happen fast enough Can I do it like you do it? Thats what they be askin us White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic up Man, this shit is hella hard, but we never actin up Live it up, hold on to your dream, dont ever give it up Finally had my share of success, and shit, I cant get enough Now they know my name through the nation Cause my single like that good shit, man, always in rotation Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations Stackin profit on profit, from this music Im makin Even Jesus had haters, so when you feelin forsaken Tell em jealous Judases who this is, and man, thatll break em And bitch, Im still the same Dash of autotune so yall can feel the pain Broke as fuck, back in that basement, not a dollar to my name Chasin fame, chasin glory, til the day we make a story Positive that life aint mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury Work so fuckin much, my greatest fear is Ima die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, thats a milestone People callin me, askin me for money, man The only thing Ima give you motherfuckers is the dial tone I been workin hard, I been searchin for God I been workin hard, I been searchin for God Little brother, this is yo sister, youre busy, I get you But I insist you call me back cause I miss you I wish you well, well, I wish you would call Cause lately it feel like I’m just not yo sister at all—all Uh, I’m sorry for callin and bawlin, I’m all in And I feel like Im fallin lately, it feel like my children hate me You tell me Im beautiful and yet no man wanna date me Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me And lately I, I feel more and more like mommy, I know I’m me, but still You always seemed to pick up the phone and somehow I feel Better, but you been answerin me lesser and lesser So I resorted to the pills in my dresser, Im gone And as for... oh no, he left and he ain’t comin back I hate him and if I see him I swear I tell him that No longer cookin crack in my kitchen, cuttin an sellin that He broke my heart, that relationship been to hell and back I been workin hard, I been searchin for God I can feel the Devil around me as they all applaud Promise you wont forget me, that youll always be wit me And even when you gone I can call whenever he hit me Under pressure, Ive been feeling under pressure Hey, son, this is your father, dont mean to bother How are you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya Tried to call ya, where are ya? In Paris? What a beautiful destination To perish right by the Eiffel, come now Please dont be spiteful of all my small talk I think were overdue a long talk When I see kids around the way, I say how Im your dad It gets me thinkin bout incredible moments weve had And on the real, Im tryin so hard not to bug you But do you think you could stop rappin about my drug use? Im two years clean, no longer a fiend Yeah, Im 57, but I feel 19 And I love you I swear, Bobby, I know youre there And when the time is right I know that you gon take care Of anything I need, of yo family Can I have some tickets to your next show? Would you stand wit me? Can I have some money for my new honey thats hella fine? I forgot to mention I got divorced from yo step-mom My mind goin crazy, but I still look hella calm Maybe you could tell beep Ive been feelin under pressure Hey, whats up, bro? This Ralph, I didnt want much, man, just calling to see whats going on. I know youre busy. Uh, Dad hit me up, its his birthday today, but I know you know that. Uh, yeah, he calling, he be tryna introduce me to his new chick and stuff, man, I dont know how to handle that. I dont wanna tell him like nah, I aint trying to meet her off top, you know? So what you think I should do? Text me, I know youre busy, dawg. But he been callin me saying he wanna come down, he wanna bring his new chick and Brendas like Damn, he really tryna rock out with his new chick cause you know we all fuck with Debbie. But I dont know, I dont know how to tell him this shit so just hit me back whenever you got the time, man, I know theres more shit on your plate. You aint—you aint gotta hit me, dawg, but if you do Id appreciate it. When you back, love you, do your thing. Swag RattPack all day, boy. Alright, nigga, hit me Uh, yeah, dear family, Im so sorry that Ive been distant Everything changed in an instant, my time has been inconsistent I know that you been insistin, I know that birthday I missed it I swore I told my assistant, but I guess my mind is in another place Thoughts off in another world, I started seein another girl It fell through, man, what a world But Im so focused on my craft, on employin my staff Such a perfectionist, I cant even finish this draft This letter to the ones I love, the ones that I miss Brothers and sisters that hit me up just to reminisce Meanwhile, people outside of my blood askin for favors I dont owe you a fuckin thing, you best switch yo behavior Truly remarkable how I barely know you, but somehow owe you When you dont even know bout the shit I go through, uh We aint spoken in a while, tell me sister, how yo child? Come now, girl, give me a smile, come on, girl, dont do me foul Sorry I aint call before, but Im callin you right now I heard that you was poppin E, stop resortin to the vowel How my mama, how she doin? Does she know what Im pursuin? I aint talk to her in years, that relationship she ruined But sometimes I wake up and wonder just what the fuck Im doin They say family is everything, I swear that shit the truth I should spend it all with yall, but I spend it in the booth This is everything I love, this is everything I need Never sacrifice this feelin even though my heart it bleed This is everything I love, everything I need Never sacrifice this feelin even though my heart bleed Under pressure, Ive been feelin under pressure Hey, son, Im sorry I missed your call today, but I was in an AA meeting. Um, a friend of mine was celebrating four years so I couldnt get you right then. And then when I did call you, you werent able to answer or whatever. Just wonderin how things are going. Deb and I arent together anymore, um... Livin on my own, you know, um... Anyway, the whole family, even the family that you don’t know, my sisters and your aunts that youve never met are very proud of you. Your cousins just love you too. Anyway, son, I love you, I just want you to know that. And just keep grindin, you know? And um, I dont wanna hear you joinin the Illuminati cause then I gotta kill ya. Hm-hm, I love you, son, bye482Embed

Nikki Lyrics I can feel you in my lungs, feel you in my veins Bloodstream only way to make it to my brain I tried some others but man they just not as good as you Going crazy cause I only feel this good with you Maybe Im just not as strong as I once was When were together lately I dont even feel a buzz Im addicted to this shit like it was hard drugs Nikki baby, I love you but now I gotta go Cause in the end what happens you already know Probably wonder where I been at, I been laying low But in my mind Im wondering what Im paying for All these other bitches on my dick but I cant fuck with that Youre the only girl I need I gotta have you back Even though you turn my lungs black Tell me where you been Jack Uh, I know this shorty that go by the name of Mary I used to fuck her way back when I didnt know a thing Skipping school with all my homies on some truancy But when I ended things with her it was just you and me Doing me good, thats what I thought at first Me and you together, swear to God thats all that worked Away from you though man its just so hard to work Uh, my heart is hard at work We been together like ten years Goddamn, took me as a young man Everyday I wonder who I am, who will I be, where will I go What will they write upon my grave? A free man born as a king, who died as a slave But everything he gave her was for nothing though Oh no I cant fade that shit I gotta let you go You got me tripping like a flight to Vegas All this shit you got me doing man its outrageous All I know is Im living the life I never would Finally let you go, I thought I never could Dont get me wrong, cant forget the times shared Seem like everywhere I go, I always know youre there Tried to run but my legs wont I look away but my head dont I love it when youre fresh I love it when I take your top off and we share the same breath I hate it that I need you, Nikki But I love it when I feed you, Nikki I hate that I bleed for you Uh, I long and I need for you But I love it when I taste you Nothing can replace you I wish I could erase you, you’re everywhere I go But youre everywhere I long to be And all these other people that dont seem to understand Im just a man they always ask what’s wrong with me Man youre everything I crave Youre the only thing I let in that would put me in the grave Im a king, youre my Coretta But lately, I been feeling like a slave for the nicotine Slave for the— Said, Im a slave for the nicotine Been a slave for ya Im a muthafuckin slave for ya Slave for the nicotine Nikki, Nikki, slave for ya Im a slave for ya Nikki Im a muthafuckin slave for ya All handwriting on the albums artwork was done by Big Lenbo—278Embed

Black SpiderMan Lyrics Jesus, Black Jesus Jesus, Black Jesus I been feeling so down I think they should know now I think they should know whats up Thats that road I been down I know how it go down I know how it go now, whats up I feel like I don’t belong I feel like my life is wrong I feel like I don’t know whats up Whats up, whats up Yeah, yeah Ayy I ain’t here to pick and choose I aint here to sing the blues I’m just here to spread the clues I’m just here to spread the news Everybody know I do Listen I ain’t ashamed to be white I ain’t ashamed to be Black I ain’t ashamed of my beautiful Mexican wife as a matter of fact I know you fucking with that And I’m not scared of the people who tell me I should be Do what you love and don’t ever wonder what it could be Everybody from my hood, everybody know I’m good Sometimes I’m misunderstood But thats just the uneducated that never related and feel like Im fading off They feel like Im fading Im right out my mind Tell em! Momma dont love me Daddy dont love me Wonder why I drown in the bubbly You could be anything you wanna be Cept the person you don’t wanna be Let him hate let em love Wondering if everybody still like this up above When that push come to shove Make me wanna pull up with the, with the gat in the glove like I just wanna be free Not a slave to the stereotype All alone in my room in the middle of the night I don’t have the words but my stereo might I dont wanna be black, I don’t wanna be white, I just wanna be a man today I dont wanna be a Christian, Muslim, gay, straight, or bi, see you later, bye Not perceived by the things I believe or the color of my skin Or the fact I’m attracted to her, maybe him Or the fact I’m a single mother living all alone Looking for a man and a home to call my own But I already have one The only man I’ma ever need is my son, my son, my son, my son Son, say: Black is beautiful Be black and proud Fuck everybody hatin on me right now, I’m black and proud I’m just as white as that Mona Lisa I’m just as black as my cousin Keisha I’m biracial so bye Felicia Praise Black Jesus now call the preacher Maybe Jesus was black Maybe Jesus had dreads Spiderman should be black I vote for Glover instead Glover instead Like whats up I vote for more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more I vote for so much more I been feeling so down I think they should know now I think they should know whats up Thats that road I been down I know how it go down I know how it go now, whats up I feel like I don’t belong I feel like my life is wrong I feel like I don’t know whats up Whats up, whats up Go on and let your soul glow Let your soul glow Glow Shine and glow Let it glow Glow Let, let it Black Spiderman can he save a brother now Black Spiderman can he save a brother now Yeah Let your soul glow Let your soul glow Glow Yeah Ayy man Whats up, bro? Spiderman should be Black Yeah, I mean Spiderman should be Black Fuck yeah Yeah man Black Spiderman Black Superman Black Santa Claus Shit, Black Seinfeld Black Seinfeld? Nigga, thats Martin! Damn, youre right... Shit, Im fuckin high119Embed

Alright Lyrics Hold up Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right, yeah Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right You know everything is alright You know everything is al- Just ride with a mothafucka Keep it real, never lie to a mothafucka, hold me down Chillin, In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, rockin Adidas With a señorita when she sippin liquor by the liter Thats royalty, like the homie Gambino He know we be in the casino, lightin Cubans with a C-note Ima fuck the game, dare you to test my libido Comin up shorter than Danny DeVito Whenever I step on the beat, ho Like a killer on the creep slow Had my share of defeat, but we still gon eat, ho While the fans bumpin Welcome To Forever on repeat though, uh Wonderin if Ima ever fall off Feelin mad at the world, wanna hit it with a sawed-off Blowin up like a Molotov This is war, everybody, aint no reason Ima call it off Get it right, shout out to the homie Dizzy Wright In the studio every day So you know this shit about to be a busy night Everything is al-, everything is alright Its Finally Famous over everything RattPack gang What up though, Logic? Yeah Day one shit right there Hold up Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right, yeah Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right You know everything is alright You know everything is al- Oh my God, they plottin and schemin Fuckboys rather me not even breathin They tryna take my blessings away They gotta be demons, Im blessed every day And not blessed like Im sneezin, Im healthy and well On top of my ship and Im not even sinkin And I could just sit back and say that Im happy But cant spend a day without smokin and drinkin Got Champagne problems, and I order more My wardrobe is Aura Gold Im a young nigga with a older soul But still young enough to know I gotta know some more I made somethin out of nothin, Sean Don the magician She doin tricks with her pussy, I guess shes a vagician She tryna hold on to a nigga sta-sta-stackin up Purell for these fake niggas tryna dap-dap me up Hype nigga, back-back-back it up Claimin that we homies, boy stop Thats the type of shit I boycott Yellin fuck the 5-0, state troops Any nigga with a badge, I dont even trust the boy scouts I got these good girls hoin out Tell me what the fuck you know about Bein that nigga that these niggas dont know about Then they throw you in the game And you mothafuckin blow it out Now everything is alright Hold up Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right, yeah Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right You know everything is alright You know everything is al- Whippin through Gotham Hatin mothafuckas, I wanna off em Hella endorphins, got me livin life to the coffin Im coughin, wonderin if Im goin insane Nobody knowin my pain But I be killin cause Im into the game Now lookin back, its like aint nothin the same All these Spanish women watchin me like a novella Hit you with a Beretta, get you wetter than a umbrella Aint nobody better do it like me I know a lot of mothafuckas dont like me, prolly wanna fight me But I just keep the peace, no need to keep a piece I keep my enemies on a leash, capiche? And keep it real for the people I reach433Embed

Fade Away Lyrics Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah All day , everyday We was on that block until we made a way Day to day, man thats the only way They gon know my name until it fade away Fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away They gon know my name until it fade— , uh, fade away Uh, they gon know my name until it fade away I been there, I done that, done that, this rap shit I run that Motherfucker this far from a comeback, if one of us fall then we run back Cant let that social worker just snatch up my kin, gotta get my son back Cause when they coming through that system dont give a fuck about you Everybody gonna die, gonna go one day, maybe itll happen on a Monday Driving to work and get hit by a Hyundai, fuck it, let it all go one day I know, Ima get it like this, living that life while they all reminisce Never regretted, the second I said it I feel like Im smarter, I read it on Reddit Youre fucking pathetic, my etiquette murder ya predicate, bitch Im ahead of it, yeah Yes Ima die but I don’t wonder why in the hell Ima ride in the dead of it, yeah I know, know, life on Earth is so unpredictable Okay-kay, hold up let me say yes I fade away Fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away They gon know my name until it fade a— uh , fade away They gon know my name until it fade away Tell me what I wouldnt wanna give for a life like this, arm and a leg quite like this Fuck around wanna fight like this, take a hike like this I might just, might just, I dont know Reinvention, thats my intention Want so much more than this third-dimension Thats not to mention my true ascension is a bigger picture No metaphor, I’m being real with ya But it will hit ya like, goddamn! Going HAM, full of all of them In a spaceship, I’m in another system So futuristic, on another mission But back on Earth everybody bitchin, I been in the kitchen Livin my life—no inhibition, life to death with no intermission Now the good book said we all the same, and we kill each other but its all in vain And we all to blame, cant see the picture when its out the frame Real talk, I wanna grip the grain and just ride with ya, build a family then die richer When ya get to heaven Ima come and get ya Sit back and really get the picture This life, yeah, it done ate away, hard times never stayed away But one thing I know day to day, Ima do somethin fore I fade away Fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away They gon know my name until it fade— , fade away They gon know my name until it fade away Fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away They gon know my name until it fade— , fade away They gon know my name until it fade away THOMAS: Get the upgrade? KAI: Nah, man. It’s the same shit with a different title! THALIA: That’s not true, Kai KAI: What the fuck?! THOMAS: Yeah, man. They didn’t just upgrade features, they enhanced her A.I KAI: So she can actually hold a conversation? THOMAS: Yeah. Ask her yourself KAI: Uh, what am I thinking, Thalia? THALIA: Kai, I’m a program in the ship’s interface, not a psychic KAI: Damn, girl! THOMAS: Yeah, that’s another thing now. She’s unisex KAI: What?! THOMAS: Thalia, integrate Y chromosome feature THALIA: Sure thing, Thomas. Would you like a standard accent or something a little more exotic? KAI: Holy shit! THOMAS: Told you, man. The upgrade’s crazy. Thalia, revert last command and run simulation THALIA: Running simulation KAI: Man, what the hell is that? THOMAS: Well, you can pick anyone in history, and based off a collection of data, it allows you to personally speak with them KAI: Anybody? THOMAS: Anybody KAI: Thalia, do Big Sean THOMAS: All right, let me get this straight. You can speak with anyone in recorded history, like Jesus, Steve Jobs, Einstein, and you pick Big Sean? KAI: Man, fuck yeah! That’s my dog! THOMAS: Laughs Okay. Thalia, simulate Big Sean THALIA: What up Kai, you lil bitch? KAI: Yeah, Ima have to upgrade my shit97Embed

44 Bars Lyrics If you deal with war, backwards stay far Were dealing with truths and rights Come some more into my sight Yeah, in London talkin to rhêtorík bout my life and shit I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit Its kind of funny how life changed and rearranged No matter what happens, everything aint gon be the same The incredible album, what an incredible outcome I grip the mic and then talk to the people like Im Malcolm I used to think the fame and money was the motivation Until I toured the world and met the people face to face and Understood that the power was harnessed in that basement It aint about the money and notoriety Its about the people and making a difference in society But dont get it twisted, this life Im living is like a movie The Godfather, the Goodfella wielding a Uzi One with the people, if the people is wondering whos he? Same level, the same rebel that never settled Pullin strings like Geppetto who overcame the ghetto And I know you wrote me and I still aint answered Cause shit is different now, its forced upon me, different stances I used to spend all my time conversing with you But now I write this song to let you know Im hurting with you Shit is too big, but lets be honest man, its kinda bittersweet Besides the shows and meet and greets, yall only see me on the street And even then, that shit is rare—I just dont go outside Cause honestly I dont fuck with this world, Id rather hide That misconception, Cause I rap, I must be filled with pride Shit I aint perfect, if you heard different then someone lied People in my ear telling me, Talk that shit Actions speak louder than words, Id rather walk that shit Since the first album, Im one of the highest earners on the label Within six months I put the second one on they table I played sold out shows in parts of the world I cant pronounce Release the tickets, watch them disappear when we announce Fuck all that murderous syllable shit right now, just let me bounce The mood around me is people smokin it by the ounce Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday with a hundred grand Dont fuck with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand You know my first week looking crazy due to high demand Cause people dont buy music in this day and age, they buy the brand Theres ups and downs, dont get me wrong but back when I aint have shit Felt like I woulda sold my soul to make it with this rap shit Thank God, he never let Lucifer close enough to ask Let me attain it by workin hard and busting my ass Achieved a lot in life, but whats a lot with more to gain? At least I dont drink to avoid the hurt, we call that champagne Come some more into my sight...119Embed

Everyday Lyrics Yeah, ayy I work hard every motherfuckin day-ay-ay-ayy I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah But today is my day, its my day And no matter what they say, its my day La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah Roll up to the spot, feelin real good Think you gon talk shit, you better not, my homies real hood They say, Logic, why you do that? I dont know, I dont know Yeah, they used to be like, Who that? I dont know, I dont know Now they know my name wherever I go Used to think thats what I wanted, but now just dont know No, I cant fuck with that, knuck if you buckin back Yeah, I been workin but I aint get nothin back Tell me the dealy now, hold up, wait, really now All of that shit you been talkin just silly now Just as quick as you rise Just as quick as you could fall Oh, no, no, no, I cant fuck with that at all Cant fuck with that at all I work hard every motherfuckin day-ay-ay-ayy I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah But today is my day, its my day And no matter what they say, its my day La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah All, all she ever wanted was attention And a bunch of other shit I shouldnt mention Cause she got daddy issues for days, for days and days But today, she aint got shit to do Her right along with you So we gon fuck around and vibe, and vibe, and vibe, and vibe Im tryna live my life, but am I doing it right? Yeah, Im tryna live my life, but am I doing it right? Cause they tell me Im the man You the man right now, you the man right now With the whole wide world in the palm of your hand right now Fuck the lights and the cameras and the money and the fame Ima do it for the fam right now Ima get it for the 301 and the R-A-double-T-P-A-C cause you know I work hard every motherfuckin day-ay-ay-ayy I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah But today is my day, its my day And no matter what they say, its my day La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah103Embed

5AM Lyrics Alright Seen a lot of shit Seen a lot of shit I seen a lot of shit I shouldnt have but never forgot it though Brothers on the corner selling crack like it was nada though Walk inside my kitchen baking soda all up on the floor Police banging on the door while gripping a .44 I was just a youngin but this type of shit I seen before Yall see a white boy, but my daddy a negro Half breed motherfucker grip the mic and he flow I just wanna spread love, they want me to bleed slow I just wanna keep the peace and help people Give some of this money that Im making to the people So if you hatin on me, goddamn, you evil And just dont understand cause Im flyer than Knievel Been through a lot of shit but I keep it on the D-Lo Never bustin in em streets but I keep it G though I aint into fairy tales, Im just me, ho! Only thing I talk about is everything that we know I heard you got a fucking problem, bitch, I bet I beast Aint no need to reach, I dont need a piece I just kill em with kindness, yeah, we leave ‘em deceased And tell it like it is so now you got it, capiche? Homie, what up? Let me bring it back down They think its a game right now But it aint the same right now, know my name right now Back where I came from now We gon live it up til we bring it back down They think its a game right now But it aint the same right now, know my name right now Back where I came from now We gon live it up til we bring it back down I hope you live a long life hatin Now watch every Grammy just to see who they nominating, uh So successful they probably say I signed with Satan But I got God on my side, always down to ride Dont get it twisted, I aint perfect in the least Im still all up in your girl jeans like a crease Matter fact like a geneticist These rappers records comin out, they so repetitive Shout out my homie Chance, peace to Skizzy Mars RattPack, homie Castro, we dropping bars Its all love, man that shit is ours They never thought Id make it, shooting for the stars Yeah, Im a born sinner, but its a Cole world Shout out my homies that know me, cant forget my old girl But thats a touchy subject like a priest, whoa I heard yall finally eating over there, we got a feast, though Keep it RattPack til the beat go You might not get the flow now, let it seep though Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea floor But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio Racism all up in em, that shit is irrelevant My flow is colorblind, rapping for the hell of it I dont give a fuck, my mind-state celibate Run quick, tell a bitch, rap getting me hella rich Out the blue like Ella Fitz, my flow is so elegant Death before dishonor, murderin rappers in front of they mamas I rep Artanis, decipher the word cause its ebonics Reverse the letters and it spells Sinatra, yes, I gotcha, bitch its Logic Let me bring it back down They think its a game right now But it aint the same right now, know my name right now Back where I came from now We gon live it up til we bring it back down They think its a game right now But it aint the same right now, know my name right now Back where I came from now We gon live it up til we bring it back down Mmmn, Im thinking... Okay146Embed

Keanu Reeves Lyrics Yeah Im the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They cant leave us hangin, no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve Im the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They cant leave us hangin, no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy At the Garden, sitting courtside, look around like, Oh my God I just sold this motherfucker out, I aint even try I aint one to floss, but I got plaques, run it back Once I touch down, I go deep like a running back Just jumped on the private jet and rolled a joint Played the beat then wrote that joint Wrote a whole movie, then I sold that joint Fuck Illuminati, that boy 6ix got my back 6ix made this beat, 6ix bring the heat you got on repeat Word on the street Cant no one compete, Im spectacular That boy got the sauce on the RAGÚ-lar I dont play no games less we talkin Fortnite Finally knew I made it, sittin at the red light When them soccer moms pull up in they van while I ride Like, Oh my God, children, its the 1-800 guy But my doors suicide, yeah, Im too alive Bitch, I have arrived, everybody know Im one hell of a guy I aint tryna fuck your girl, Im tryna fuck your mama Fuck the drama, bank account got a extra comma Yeah, they sweat me like the sauna Red carpet in my own merch, like that shit is designer Did you know Im mixed like Obama? It aint a project if Logic aint talkin bout being biracial Bicoastal, Im platinum, go postal, Im snappin Yeah, you know Bobby, but prolly only know my new shit That trap shit, that cool shit, but they all know that fool spit Im the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves They cant leave us hangin, no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve Im the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They cant leave us hangin, no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy Yeah, you know you made it when they make a meme for ya Haters that never made it, Im livin the dream for ya Roll up, grab the kush and then roll up Hold up, better give me what I want when I show up You know what I do, not who coming through How bout you? Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, youre cool I dont fuck with nobody like mean girls in high school I dont give a damn that Im famous Why it seem like every single celebrity shameless, its dangerous Got 50 million but my swag on food stamps All these models poppin bottles, bitch, I aint tryna dance She said, No, I dont wanna pay my bills I need a hard workin woman with respect who will This for everybody who aint made it yet Got five degrees and six figures in debt Follow your dreams ho, follow your— follow your—, uh Somebody calling your, uh, its destiny Hold up with the turn up for a second man, whos testing me? I got so much power, dont know why the heavens blessing me PLP, I think that is the recipe So Ima take a moment, use my power for good Fuck the bullshit, do what you love and get out the hood Im the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves They cant leave us hangin, no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve Im the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves They cant leave us hangin, no, no, not no more, best believe Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy153Embed

Flexicution Lyrics Yeah Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Bitch, I run the game, yall just commentate from the side Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Bitch, I run the game, yall just commentate from the side Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad Im like... This-this-this-this-this the type of shit they said they really wanted So I gave them this right here, now go get blunted Check my last album, all yall know I run it Flipped the script just cause I could and fucking stunted This-this-this-this-this the type of shit my life is all about Check the Forbes list, you know Im ballin out They say, Logic, you too humble, boy, just let it out Fuck em all then, Ima dead it now Like oh, I think I know, I think I know This flow, this super flow, out of control Like whoa, this shit like whoa, I think I know Like whoa, like, like whoa, like, like, like... This that flexicution This is what the people say they wanted from the young boy From the—from the—from the god This that flexicution This is what the people say they wanted from the rap god From the—from the—from the god Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Bitch, I run the game, yall just commentate from the side Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Bitch, I run the game, yall just commentate from the side Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad Im like... Hold on, let me bring it back Everybody know Im bringing the facts And they wonder why I got it like that Cause I put everything right on the track And you know Ima fuck around and let it go I been living like woah, I been living, you already know And these motherfuckers wanna take up on every mistake And Im showing where Im going And Im knowing what Im doing, intuition never switching On a mission, motherfucker, why is you bitching? Why is you bitching? Like God damn, Im like Hold up, wait a minute, they aint ready for the hook Its another day, another book I feel like Indiana in Atlanta, hotter than Havana Coming with the stamina Bitch, put down your camera, and live in the moment This shit right here, everybody gon want it, so what up wit’ it? Any and everybody talk about the boy changing Yall can just shut up wit’ it cause I know Aint none of yall getting the flow, boy... This that flexicution This is what the people say they wanted from the young boy From the—from the—from the god This that flexicution This is what the people say they wanted from the rap god From the—from the—from the god Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Bitch, I run the game, yall just commentate from the side Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad Yeah, Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Bitch, I run the game, yall just commentate from the side Im like, Oh, God, oh- oh, my God Everything I do, you know I do it... I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know Its been a hell of a ride up Hell of a ride up I know, I know, I know, I know, I know That Ive been M.I.A, but I was tied up Till I heard you talking shit, now Im fired up 5-0 triple 0128Embed

Ballin Lyrics Okay Its RattPack til my pulse flat, we keep it real, no false rap I got four cards and they all black, got four broads and they all that We call that ballin, doin this is my callin Flow is so appallin, my phone off and she callin, Im like, Yeah What it do? Penthouse, man, what a view Fall back, cause Im coming through with my whole team, they coming too Thats real, too real, motherfucker, tell me how you feel Im too good for my own good, I wont leak the album, Ill let it spill Number one, bitch, I bet it will, do the numbers I said it will I played the game and Im still the same and I never changed just to get a deal Bitch, Im ballin Ballin, I came from nuttin to somethin Like its nuttin, yeah, you know I done it, now theres no discussion Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, I made a promise to my mama Ima turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, closin million dollar deals Catch me swervin, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin, ballin, goin places they never go It aint all about the money, but I stack it cause you never know Ima live life til I overdose while they sleepin on me, thats comatose I went mainstream with my main team, you just mad as fuck, you aint come close And your next girl is my ex-girl, she fine as hell, but she a mess girl All I do is rhyme, I got no time, so I cant reply to your text, girl Bitch, Im back again and I run it, always gotta keep it one-hunnid All of yall know yall want it, turn it up and get blunted Im like, Fuck the money, fuck the fame, I came here to fuck up the game Gon get it, Im feelin myself, fresh to death, bitch, Im killin myself; Im gone We burnin it up, step in the building, we turnin it up Talkin that shit, but they never admit when I step to the mic I be murderin it And we livin real good, mainstream, but its still good I got raw shit, I got real shit, but right now its time for that feel good We call that ballin, doin this is my callin Flow is so appallin, my phone off and she callin, Im like, Yeah What it do? Penthouse, man, what a view Fall back, cause Im coming through with my whole team, they coming too, thats Ballin, ballin I came from nuttin to somethin Like its nuttin, yeah, you know I done it, now theres no discussion Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, I made a promise to my mama Ima turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, closin million dollar deals Catch me swervin, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin, ballin, goin places they never go It aint all about the money, but I stack it cause you never know Yeah You know that we ballin, we been goin all-in Hold on, let me slow it down so yall get the shit These haters talk, but I dont give a shit Got models, bottles, and the piff is lit But we ballin, kinda like Spalding and Rawlings On the road to riches never stallin Got your girl all up all on my nuts, boy She do it with joy, no almonds, ugh Living life to perfection, V.I.P., thats the section Presidential watch, presidential suites You would think we held an election It go Logic first, then Im up next I do not converse, I just cut checks I do not rehearse, I just drop the verse I need to cop a hearse, cause Im fresh to death I bet you never seen so much designer Never seen a nigga with a bitch thats finer Boy, I stunt when I aint even tryna Swaggin is nice, but first Ima rhymer And I rep Maryland, home of the Terrapins Say you spit crack, homie, we spit that heroin Bring it right to your front door like Im carolin Standing next to me would be so embarrassin, yeah, we be Ballin, ballin I came from nuttin to somethin Like its nuttin, yeah, you know I done it, now theres no discussion Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, I made a promise to my mama Ima turn these zeros into tens and commas Bitch, Im ballin, ballin, closin million dollar deals Catch me swervin, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel When you ballin, ballin, goin places they never go It aint all about the money, but I stack it cause you never know115Embed

Soul Food Lyrics Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day yo idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin, hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like Im Jesus, money aint everything, but somehow eases Better believe than think down and leave us The baby cryin Crack cookin where my sister be fryin soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin her ass—Ill kill him, Ill kill him Ill motherfuckin kill him, I said, I really want to kill him—but I cant Cause if I do, po-po gon 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 As memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin, sippin Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby, just a youngin, skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the sto Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my do Cant take no mo, mama 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 outta your colon Catch me rollin with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, Sub Zero Far from a hero, bitch, Im De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me, best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, none other illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We dont do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slingin like drugs And overdose em like the dealer does Yeah Hip-hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer, even though heaven sent him, uh See my vision as Ive elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies told with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by busting and killing though Ive had my share of stealin But by putting pen to this pad and dispersin these feelings While the label only care about making a killin Feel my energy—I aint talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G Thats the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number one—I better be Bitch, I said, I bet I be. Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me, how is they gon remember me? As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe? Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just cause I was different Just cause I was doing what I love? And the fans say they love you, but they push and they shove Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them twenty songs, now they want another hunnid I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of em just worry bout bitches and gettin blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference: Im stronger and better from when I begun So when people that never knew me, they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my visions rearranged, I just stop And do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that aint in my lane Will I die? Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that Im a man not defined by his wage Even though its in the millions, that shit dont define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending, one must understand the prequel, uh I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent em Then we gone279Embed

All I Do Lyrics Ayo, shout out to Black Diamond I got them Nikes on my feet as we speak, homie Yeah Shout out to Mac Miller All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind Ugh, yeah My name is Logic, if you dont know by now, Im always on my grind And at this moment in time, I’m on a road when I write this rhyme Sitting behind Raheem Devaughn while he’s passed out Bout to hit the station fore our gas is out Look outside the window, I see shorties with they asses out, oh my Good god, you know we fly Day dreaming out the window, watch how buildings pass me by See I ain’t signed but at this point in time Im feeling like the 3-6-8th Wonder of the world, just might steal your girl All I do is rhyme and get money, that’s my repertoire Holla at honeys, Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? Baby what’s the deal, have you ever heard of some shit so real? It’s going down Feeling like a millionaire Riding with the top down While the rest of the world just stare All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind Al-al-al-all I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind Yeah This is the joint that when you hear it you like, That’s my shit! Maybe at a house party while you getting lit Or while you cruising round town riding in a whip One thing’s for sure, you better get all of your friends here If a shorty like my music, then she a Got a booty, know how to use it, homie, yes, I rocks her The second I jump on a stage, I’m rocking it, ain’t nobody stoppin it Whoever goes on after me, I’m sorry, you ain’t topping it It’s going down Feeling like a millionaire Riding with the top down While the rest of the world just stare All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind Al-al-al-all I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind Ever since I was a youngin I knew I’d break in the game While you worshiped other rappers that leave you less entertained I was strategizing before the people knew my name Fame what I shall attain on the road to success Bumping Jay in the H.O.V. lane Searching for wisdom in women but only getting brain Yo quiero dormir contigo mi amorcito I know we fight, but that’s poquito Unless you do me foul like a free throw, then we finito All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind Al-al-al-all I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys All I do is shine, tour the world, aint it funny? Im one of a kind117Embed

Confessions of a Dangerous Mind Lyrics Yeah I cant get no better, can’t get no more cheddar I feel like a king and my queen is Coretta I been made a livin, Im never gon’ give in Im just way too driven, thats why I been thinkin Im scared that Im sinkin, Im scared that I’m fallin’ The world think Im ballin’ and maybe I am But dont give a damn, back in the beginnin Did not have a plan, dont know who I am Or who I’m becomin but Ima do me to the fullest, alright Bustin and dodgin them bullets all night Take over the world, yeah Im thinkin I might Got em all in my sight I know that Im strong, I know that I am I know Im the man And whether you poor or you filled with financial security Everyone deal with they own insecurity Even the preacher was born with impurity Scared to go out even with my security Scared of the world and all of its obscurity Pray for maturity, hope that I grow Hope my anxiety stay on the low I swear I hope that shit dont fuck up my flow Where do I go? What would you do If suddenly all of your dreams came true? What would you do if you did it all? If you aint never have to lift a finger Would you linger like, Fuck em all? Guess thats your call, but I cant This a marathon, not a sprint Switch up the plan like homie that went from Verizon to Sprint Can you hear me now? Does anybody out there feel me now? Whats your name? Whats your game? Come now, boy, just spit your flow Feel the pain with the gain, what you tryna say though? Novocaine to the brain, I cant feel nothing no mo In my lane, cant refrain from lettin these people know Whats your name? Whats your game? Come now, boy, just spit your flow Feel the pain with the gain, what you tryna say though? Novocaine to the brain, I cant feel nothing no mo In my lane, cant refrain from lettin these people know How I feel , yeah thats how I feel Break it down, roll it up, thats how high I feel How I feel , how high I feel Down, roll it up, yeah Searchin for bliss only led me to searchin for hits Only led me to battle depression I done learned my lesson cause fame never lessen the pain What if your life was under a glass? And people tried to dig up shit from your past And tell you whats good and whats not And every time you drop a song, they say that its wack or its hot And dont give a damn that it came from the heart They tear it apart like hyenas, this here for the dreamers This here for the people that know what Im sayin All of the people that know what Im sayin Fuck social media Tellin me who I should be and just how I should rap They always compare, they always compare me to others And try to hit me up against all my brothers Now, why you think so many rappers be overdosin at the crib? Cause people just wont let em live And the public is constantly thinkin they know em But nobody knowin whats goin on inside And they wonder why we all hide, shit Maybe Im just overthinkin Or maybe Im just over-smokin and drinkin And when I cant deal with the hate, I self-medicate Sit in the corner and think of a better day Maybe this bullet can help me to get away I just cannot seem to think of a better way Even though I know there is, thats why I keep goin Thats why I keep flowin, thats why I keep perserverin Even when Im hearin Im a bitch, Im a fag Im a motherfuckin hypebeast, I aint black in the slight least I aint good enough, I should quit, I should kill myself Cause youll never be Kenny Youll never be better than Drizzy or Cole Youre losing your hair, youre too fucking old, yeah These are the comments Im readin on Twitter right now That make me depressed and they pullin me down Im tryin to swim but I think Ima drown So Ima turn that feelin into a sound And play it when nobody else is around Whenever I feel like Im far from the ground God, give me the power to battle depression Yeah, round after round I wish I was famous, I wish I was rich I wish I could just get up out of this bitch But be careful what you wish for Cause it aint everything that its cut out to be My life is good but not as good as its bout to be Cause I got vision, dont fuck with division Aint God, but Im rich and I think that I am Do what you love and do not give a damn Fuck all the haters you see on the Gram Just mind your own business and be a good man Be a good boss and be a good friend Spread your imagination to the millions Dont worry bout how to maintain all your millions Just spread that positivity for the children And all the haters thats hatin, just love em Cause thats the only way you ever gon kill em Know somebody feel em Last but not least, put your ego on the shelf And remember, love yourself Nah, nah, nah Put your ego on the shelf and love yourself Nah, nah, nah Put your ego on the shelf And remember, love your—member, love yourself Nah, nah, nah Put your ego on the shelf and love yourself Nah, nah, nah119Embed

Young Jesus Lyrics Yeah yeah, what up Bobby Like goddamn, like goddamn This that 9-5 shit right here Take em back to the 90s! Like goddamn, like goddamn Yo yo yo yo yo, yo yo yo Okay now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice Its me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cookin like chemists Take em back to way back when, like Dennis the Menace Causin mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice Smokin weed and gettin higher than a flight attendant Hip-hop descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant Got to pull it out for everyone thats in attendance Okay, back in the day as a College Park tenant Still cant believe I didnt get a shorty pregnant Man, thats the definition of a life sentence A whole lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce Cause I couldnt keep it in my briefs, man thats pathetic Fuck all that back and forth, this aint a game of tennis Ill be in my mothafuckin chamber like the senate Scared to go outside but I know I cant prevent it Im, forever alone in my mind See Im a self-diagnosed hypochondriac Either at the crib, or on the tour bus is where youll find me at Yeah, I know that Im livin like I got it okay, yeah But I swear that Im not that neurotic over here, yeah Over here, over here Over here, over here Over here, over here Over here, over here Ayo, fuck all that, its the fat young Jesus; flow prestigious Stackin money and playin the field man like Regis Better believe us or leave us Grabbin your bitchs cleavage like, woo-hah I went from surveyin to Super Saiyan slayin the man Bitches want an autograph I sign them titties in crayon, like goddamn! Its me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cookin like chemists Its me and B-I, B-I, B-I-G L-N-B-O, L-N-B-O Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie Sippin on a martini, takin my pick at bitches like eenie meenie Im unscannable, young cannibal, eat wack MCs like Hannibal Cause Joe Pescis my spirit animal Over here, over here Over here, over here Over here, over here Over here, over here Okay the flow delicious, bounty huntin like Sid Vicious The young Spiegel, interstellar with my retrieval Furthest from evil, I throw this shit back like medieval I spit at it like a Beretta You know I get better by givin the people Not a fuck given, check the method, thats how we livin Always been driven, out of sight and yet never hidden The Return of the Jedi Bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye Ho I said I leave em dead, I know I do This shit is The B-I-G L-E-N-B-O on the way to Rio Ay dios mio, lookin for a Latin Leo To hold a brother down like the white man Fuck that nigga Ayo enoughs enough, man of my word, I never bluff Even in a pair of cuffs, know we always keep it real Like goddamn, dont even step like I aint the man Im just I gotta conceal it like a murder weapon I kept in the glove, Ratt Pack you know its all love We the realest so fuck you if you aint feel this Throw a Molotov in your crib And tell them bitches to bill us, we the illest Finger fuck a critic Shit is darker than The Chronicles of Riddick Yes I did it, while they bit it, you know we got it Smack you with the palm, save the back for your mom Sound the alarm, you know we got it goin on122Embed

AfricAryaN Lyrics I feel the Aryan in my blood, its scarier than a Blood Been looking for holy water, now I’m praying for a flood It feel like time passing me by slower than a slug While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child? Tell me you love me, need me Promise me you’ll never leave me Even though my daddy, you know he blacker than the street With a fist to match, more solid than concrete Tell white people I’m black, feel the need to retreat Like I should be ashamed of my granddaddy Malik But my beautiful black brothers and sisters Want to act like I’m adopted Go back in time to when my nigga daddy Impregnated my cracker momma and stopped it My oh my Oh my I said oh my Somebody pinch me Black man screaming, trying to convince me I’m not black So why the white man wanna lynch me? Damn, my skin fair but life’s not And Id be lying if I said I didn’t care what whites thought Or black people said, shit Maybe it’s in my head Like a single mother praying In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida Looking around on the ground for a serpent to feed her Praying to God, wondering why her baby daddy beat her Feeling like the devil finna come and defeat her All alone in the wintertime, close to the heater Wondering what’s gonna happen And how the world gonna treat her How could her momma mislead her And her daddy just leave her? Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever Oh my Oh my Like the white woman said oh my Oh my, my, my, my, my Ohhh Oh my, my, my, my, my Oh my I don’t feel right deep inside Feeling like I need to hide Everybody wonder why I get high Cause I can’t fight the feeling inside Oh my, my, my Oh my, I said oh my, yeah Feeling innocent in a sense has got me feeling on the fence And all this shit is so intense Don’t wanna go to this event Just wanna stay home and invent And somehow, yeah, that let me vent I’m taking shots and drinking liquor But that shit don’t make a dent in how I’m feeling And yes I’m willing to keep chilling on this shit I know theres someone out there far away Whos feeling all this shit And yes I know that when I’m low Theres so much further I can go And so I look up to the sky Oh my, oh my Oh my, oh my Oh my, oh my Oh my, oh my I feel the Aryan in my blood, its scarier than a Blood Been looking for holy water, now I’m praying for a flood It feel like time passing me by slower than a slug While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child? Tell me you love me, need me Promise me you’ll never leave me Even though my daddy, you know he blacker than the street With a fist to match, more solid than concrete Tell white people I’m black, feel the need to retreat Like I should be ashamed of my granddaddy Malik But my beautiful black brothers and sisters Want to act like I’m adopted Go back in time to when my nigga daddy Impregnated my cracker momma and stopped it My oh my Oh my Like the white woman said oh my Single mother praying In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida Looking around on the ground for a serpent to feed her Praying to God, wondering why her baby daddy beat her Feeling like the devil finna come and defeat her Single mother praying In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida Looking around on the ground for a serpent to feed her Praying to God, wondering why her baby daddy beat her Feeling like the devil finna come and defeat her Single mother praying In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida Looking around on the ground for a serpent to feed her Praying to God, wondering why her baby daddy beat her Feeling like the devil finna come and defeat her All alone in the wintertime, close to the heater Wondering what’s gonna happen And how the world gonna treat her How could her momma mislead her And her daddy just leave her? Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever Oh my Oh my, my, my, my, my Ohhh Oh my, my, my, my, my Oh my I don’t feel right deep inside Feeling like I need to hide Everybody wonder why I get high Cause I can’t fight the feeling inside Oh my, my, my Oh my, I said oh my Sometimes I can’t get you out of my mind Baby, no I just can’t find, I just can’t find Such a beautiful state of mind Beautiful state of mind, such a beautiful state of mind Beautiful state of mind Sometimes everyday right on time But right now in my mind It feels like Im living on borrowed time I feel the Aryan in my blood, its scarier than a Blood Been looking for holy water, now I’m praying for a flood It feel like time passing me by slower than a slug While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a... Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child? Tell me you love me, need me Promise me you’ll never leave me Even though my daddy, you know he blacker than the street With a fist to match, more solid than con... Tell white people I’m black, feel the need to retreat Like I should be ashamed of my granddaddy Malik But my beautiful black brothers and sisters Want to act like I’m adopted Go back in time to when my nigga daddy Impregnated my cracker momma and stopped it My oh my, oh my Feeling innocent, oh my Feeling innocent in a sense has got me feeling on the fence And all this shit is so intense Don’t wanna go to this event Just wanna stay home and invent And somehow, yeah, that let me vent I’m taking shots and drinking liquor But that shit don’t make a dent in how I’m feeling And yes I’m willing to keep chilling on this shit I know theres someone out there far away Whos feeling all this shit And yes I know that when I’m low Theres so much further I can go And so I look up to the sky, to the sky Like a single mother praying In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida Looking around on the ground for a serpent to feed her Praying to God, wondering why her baby daddy beat her Feeling like the devil finna come and defeat her All alone in the wintertime, close to the heater Wondering what’s gonna happen And how the world gonna treat her How could her momma mislead her And her daddy just leave her? Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever How could her momma mislead her And her daddy just leave her? Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever How could her momma mislead her And her daddy just leave her? Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever How could her momma mislead her And her daddy just leave her? Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever How could her momma mislead her And her daddy just leave her? Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever Oh my Atom: So what now? What advice can you give me? God: What advice can I give humanity? Atom: I suppose so God: Live your life. Don’t waste your days on the negative energy of others. Remember that you’re not your salary. You’re not your house. You’re not your car. And no matter how big your bank account is, your grave is six feet under just like everyone else’s. So enjoy the days you have. Worry not about the days that came before you. Nor the ones that will follow you in death. Remember that right here in this moment is all you are guaranteed, and the fact that you are living is what life is all about. So live your life to the fullest, according to your happiness and the betterment of all Kai: Damn man, we’ve been walking forever Thomas: Well, Thalias tracking system says we’ll be there in just over an hour Kai: Shit, at least we got good walking music or is that it? Thomas: Oh no, man. I’m cueing up the fourth album now, his final one One, two, three, four One, two, three, four, listen Look into my eyes Tell me you could see beyond the smile that Im puttin on This front that Im puttin up for you I spill my soul into a microphone With poems written in blood In hopes that its enough for you Do you love me yet? Do you love me yet? No? Okay Ill go harder for you In fact, I rap till I collapse All I wanted was acceptance, my latest lesson Ill never feel your approval till I accept my own Come from a messed up home, destitute and less informed About the ways to raise a child up To not become a product Of his environment, I need to cry and vent But I done built this wall up Actin like everythings all good But in reality Im lookin for something Through bumpin my favorite rappers I came up after Nas, Cole, and Hov Eyes closed, I zone till five or so in the morn Im used to being alone Shit, you know how long Ive been out on my own? Chasing dreams, fantasies of a throne One day I wake up and see that it didnt exist all along Till then I will pen verses that fans consider brilliant Boosting my ego with every million that spills in And still then I wont find solace, so wheres the logic in that? Worrying bout if they think Logic can rap When it all just goes back to a childhood, need to be loved By parents that was in too deep with the drugs Nigga, my advice, fuck the black and white shit Be who you are, identify as a star No one tells you youre that Its something that you just know The world be stealing your glow Your mama did what she could Her life was miles from good Your father fell in the trap They set for you when you black They met when they was low And therefore you a product of that And so your trauma is deep Dont bury it you should weep And clean it out of your system, then truly forgive em Just my opinion, only then can you find peace Just start to notice happiness dont come from album release Ive been through it before Can only share with you what I know To be true, but at the same time, Ill never be you And youll never be me, no matter how hard that you try This is for youngins out there wondering how far you can fly The truth is that you could go further than the stars and the sky But if you want to then you ought to know why Are you running from something With hopes of becoming someone Thats finally worthy of love Let me tell you now, youre worthy enough Fuck approval from strangers, that shit is dangerous as hell Find God, learn to accept yourself And Im gone, acceptance64Embed

Bounce Lyrics Livin good, Ive been livin good Rollin through my hood, understood Just a youngin in this bitch up to no good In the whip, every day with Nikki, she be riding with me Never trip, rolling through my city with hundreds and fifties Out the blue, like a Crip But I never bang, no, they know Weve been at it way before the fame, ho Weve been at it way before the fame, ho Weve been at it way before the fame, psych Take a trip, little trip, life is what you make of it Ive been focused on this music, cant fuck with no basic bitch Let me switch, the flow up, the flow up a little bit No I aint just tryna hit, hit, get with this Bounce if you really bout it, but I doubt it, yes I do Seems like all this new shit really just leftover residue Im coming through, if I see your bitch I bet she coming too What it do, we aint never switch it up, we keep it true Out the blue, like a Crip But I never bang though They know, weve been at it way before the fame, ho Way before the fame, ho At it way before the, way before the fame ho Way before the, way before the fame ho Way before the fame Way before the fame Way before the, at it way before the fame Way before the fame, at it way before the fame Weve been at it way before the fame Weve been at it way before, way before the fame Back again, like I never left Had to take a breath Cause Nikki been fucking with me hardcore God-Goddamn Thats my fucking jam, they know who I am Bitch bounce Homie smoke a ounce Fuck it, make it count With my album date announced, I pronounce Im a killa Bumping everything from Project Pat to Dilla Its, truly disgusting the amount of money that we gross Coast to coast, nationwide tour, then we hit the world Rub a dub, if your bitch bad, we might hit your girl RattPack, know the deal Whats the motto? Keep it real! I got it, I want it, I need it We live in an era where they get deleted Im wondering if Ima make it Man fuck it, Ill take it, that record Ill break it These bitches they love it, but I never covet I just keep it going, thats why I be flowin Im already knowing this life that Im livin Dont know what Im given Its so hard not to give in Out the blue, like a Crip But I never bang though They know, weve been at it way before the fame, ho Wa-wa, wa-way before the fame, ho At it way before the, way before the fame ho Way before the, way before the fame ho Way before the fame Way before the fame Way before the, at it way before the fame Way before the fame, at it way before the fame Weve been at it way before the fame Weve been at it way before, way before the fame Locations where the album was recorded include: No I.Ds studio in Los Angeles, Logics house in the hills, and various hotels across the country throughout the duration of the tour...157Embed

Buried Alive Lyrics Tell me how you feel I feel like the grass is green And everything I do is unseen But I know that’s just in my mind I know everything is just in my mind Do you really wanna be famous? Do you really wanna be a superstar? Do you really wanna get dangerous? Do you even know where the groupies are? Bitches out here be shameless And I really wonder where they parents are Look around, everything changes It feels like Ive been buried alive Buried alive Everything happens for a reason Happens for a reason People only in your life for seasons Word to Aunt Viv Uh, death and taxes that’s all we given You can make a life but can’t make a livin You can make it work but that still aint driven Give a lot but that still aint givin Livin life like this ain’t real though Every night like this I feel so dead wrong Collision is head on, my vision is dead and gone Perception of right and wrong I been here so very long right here in this very song, uh Look around everything changes Seem like everybody just strangers Don’t go outside cause it’s dangerous Why everybody wanna be famous I’m so OCD, if they notice me I might jump out the grave so they know it’s me Man, everybody want this shit for free Hand out, palm up when they get to me In my mind, no, I never let it get to me Everybody got a time, will it get to me? V’s up motherfucka, that’s victory Tell me why what I’m doing ain’t shit to me, damn Buried alive Will I survive? I gotta know Know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know I gotta know Know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know It feels like I’ve been buried alive Buried alive Tell me how you feel I feel like the grass is green And everything I do is unseen But I know that’s just in my mind I know everything is just in my mind Do you really wanna be famous? Do you really wanna be a superstar? Do you really wanna get dangerous? Do you even know where the groupies are? Bitches out here be shameless And I really wonder where they parents are Look around, everything changes It feels like Ive been buried alive Im feelin this villainous feelin inside of my mind Every time that I’m willing I feel like Im killin my dreams When that voice goes nah, nah, nah Listen up now, love it or hate it Never debate it, you can never degrade it While all these other motherfuckers Probably thinking I made it My mind jaded, no—I never evade it I elevate it just to keep it innovative God damn, bring it back now, blowin up like Iraq now RattPack put me on the map now No, we never back down Just take my time, I just take my time I know, Ima get it like this So everyone know that I did it like this Yeah, I know—Ima take my time Battle the image inside of my mind I know, Ima keep going Tell me I cant but Im already knowing I know, Im gonna rise even though Ive been— Buried alive Will I survive? I gotta know Know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know I gotta know Know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know It feels like I’ve been buried alive Buried alive Tell me how you feel I feel like the grass is green And everything I do is unseen But I know that’s just in my mind I know everything is just in my mind OutKast, A Tribe Called Quest, The Red Hot Chili Peppers, and films by Quentin Tarantino were in rotation constantly throughout the duration of this albums creation... 167Embed

100 Miles and Running Lyrics Woo, woo, yeah Alright, here we go Yeah yeah, yeah Money on my mind, so Im too paid Real all the time, never Kool-Aid, sippin on Dusse, sike Came a long way from Gburg Puttin in work like Ferg New York to L.A., Hawaii and Japan Im the motherfuckin man, least Im feelin like I am Got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand But dont give a goddamn, Im Sam-I-Am What that even mean? I dont know what you talkin bout Why nowadays everybody got a palm out? PLP, yeah that be me and that be what I rhyme bout I have arrived, all you rappers are in timeout RattPack, where you at? I know you been waitin for this world to collide B. O. double B. Y., H. A. L. L., and Folarin Bout to take it back like Doc and Marty inside the DeLorean I am no historian, but here to make my predecessors proud All you bitch niggas not allowed? I put it on everything, I really want a cop out But I did good for a dropout Hop out the coupe, chicken heads go crazy Gotta sound swag when the flow get lazy What up? What good? Where you at? What you been on? Anybody steppin to me, promise they get shit on Better hop up on the train fore you miss the chance to— Hop up on the—hop up on the train fore you miss the chance to get on Mixtape Bobby, thats the type of shit I spit on Woo! And its on now Everybody know that its on now Get in the zone now Ohh, no, no, no I said its on now Everybody know that its on now Ohh, get in the zone now Ohh, no, no, no Everybody alive, everybody alive Everybody thats listening to this feelin alive Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive Everybody alive, everybody alive Everybody thats listening to this feelin alive Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive I said you gotta survive, gotta survive Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive Gotta survive, gotta survive Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive Uh, smooth criminal, Mike Jack Throw a subliminal, put your woman in black dress They was in Timberlands, I was reppin them Nike boots Member them nights that momma couldnt come right back Im on the path right now, put the plight on the mic If I write mine down, I incite my crowd I put Solbiato down Used to go to Mark Twain, Mo County co-signed me Got many flows that any ho would vouch for I got many foes cause many hoes be out for Had the Penny Foams, remember those was copper Had so many homies talkin bout, How you got those? Im Phil Knight in real life, Im real Nike Its flight club in my house, they not like me More than likely they aint got the heart to fight me Its a lie, somebody seein me needs some Visine, yeah Let me let it breathe Saint Laurent level, weather never worry me Im well aware they be wildin’ when they talkin me They bitches in the ballot but whenever I be on the scene, oh Hammers in the Uber, I be limousine though Diamonds lookin fluke but I got the same glow And I got a juice back around the way though My chain like a penguins Pellegrino We cold, we cold Used to be in LakeForest with the Kobe fro Eddie Bauer coat, Foams and a load of dope Boat load of white hoes I sold it to nigga I was tryna survive, tryna survive I was tryna survive, yeah, yeah I was tryna provide, I was tryna survive I put it down every time Got some niggas alive, I got some niggas that not Pour a little of brown liquor and look in the sky Been the talk of the town, nigga, Virginia, Maryland Did it all for the capital, hope you havent forgot Hoes love me a lot, niggas hate me a lil Anybody can hear me for real give me they props Hookin up with a couple models, nobodys gon try to play us The motto is get your paper and make you a lot Pulling up with the Young Sinatra, Im looking like Sammy Davis The MGM or the Vegas to shake up the rocks And the Stadium poppin, the Palladium poppin Its a fifty a place nigga, she thinkin about it Ill be damned And its on now Everybody know that its on now Get in the zone now Ohh, no, no, no I said its on now Everybody know that its on now Ohh, get in the zone now Ohh, no, no, no Everybody alive, everybody alive Everybody thats listening to this feeling alive Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive Everybody alive, everybody alive Everybody thats listening to this feeling alive Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive I said you gotta survive, gotta survive Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive Gotta survive, gotta survive Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive Uh, woo, goddammit, Im back at it Never out of breath like an asthmatic, I done had it For this shit, Im an addict, back in Maryland livin in the attic Flowin erratic, bringin the static, bustin like an automatic Im badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest My flow the fattest, hotter than a desert in Nevada None of the badder, fuck all the chitter and chatter, none of it matter Pull the trigger and listen to the pitter and patter, let em shatter Cause Im rippin and livin and strivin, the killer The Ripper, he callin, well go and hell flow and you know He pursuin it, doin it, movin it, groovin it, stoppin it, rockin it Talkin it, walkin it, flippin it, rippin it, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Goddammit, Im back at it Never outta breath like an asthmatic, I done had it For this shit, Im an addict, back in Maryland livin in the static Flowin erratic, bringin the static, bustin like an automatic Im badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest My flow the fattest, hotter than a desert in Nevada None of the badder, fuck all the chitter and chatter, none of it matter Pull the trigger and listen for the pitter patter, let em shatter Im rippin and livin and strivin the killer The Ripper, he call and well go and he flow and you know He pursuin it, doin it, movin it, groovin it, stoppin it, rockin it Talkin it, walkin it, flippin it, rippin it, no motherfuckin script, no Im rippin and livin, strivin the killer Ripper, he callin, well go and he flow Listen, rippin and livin and strivin the killer, the- Alright, we gon do this one more time Im rippin and livin and strivin, the killer The Ripper, he call and well go and he flow and you know He pursuin it, doin it, movin it, groovin it, stoppin it, rockin it, talkin it, walkin it Flippin it, rippin it, no mother to fuck up his script, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! This what we gon do right now Ima test my syllable ability, you know what Im sayin? I like to call this shit my syllability Ive been sippin on this tequila right now This one of the last songs we recording for this motherfucker So Ima really gonna go off on yall right now We gon do this shit in one breath, alright? This aint no bullshit, this aint-, nah, nah, nah, nah This aint no editin, we gon do it like this Are yall ready? No, no, no, no, are yall ready? Im rippin and livin and strivin to kill it The Ripper, hell call and well go and he flow and you know He pursuin it, doin it, movin it, groovin it Stoppin it, rockin it, talkin it, walkin it Flippin it, rippin it Like the motherfuckin script and Im ready to go When I buy it then break it, roll it Then lick it and smoke it, choke on it later, yeah Slicin emcees like Darth Vader Decapitate a hater the second I spit it Say hell yeah Say hell yeah Say hell yeah Say hell yeah Say hell yeah78Embed

Stainless Lyrics Its 2 bars? Aight... Motherfuckers wanna get famous, bust guns and get Daddy graduated from Cambridge, yeah, money talks in every language, huh Real recognize that stainless , silver spoon what my aim is Yall dont know what that game is Man, yall dont know what that, uh Yall bout that fraternity life If youre from where Im from then as soon as you come Baby girl gon be bout that maternity life If you do like my daddy, then she gonna be single and alone That maternity life for eternity life Eternity life probably thinking we livin that life Cause we do what we do, but hold up let me get it right Everybody got problems, everybody got problems But not everybody need a .45 to solve them, revolve them Take care of all of them like this, I might just go crazy all the way Yall live that life where your safety is only a call away But not us, mommy and daddy never bought us Not a god damn thing but they brought us Broke as hell we couldnt fund the trust Outside run around with a gun to bust Police looking for every one of us Back then, yeah, all of that was fun to us Had a little bit of money in the middle, let me hit em with a riddle If I never had a dark night I might not-not-not— Not be the same—might not be the— I know my mind is sober, but Im so high, its over I know my mind is sober, but Im so high, its over Ayy, hey now boy? You dont know nothing about this, right here boy Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac You dont know nothin bout that Chi town South Central with the gang, gang, gang Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat Get the fuck up off your silver- Everybody wanna live lavish, a million in the bank on average They cutthroat, yeah they savage They riding round with the baddest One day I woke up, and said Im bout to do this For the rest of my life, no question its 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-multi— Multiplies, I said I cant take it I remember wondering if I would ever make it But as I reminisce I realise it was all irrelevant, its evident Im getting money for the hell of it Never fuck around, so the flow celibate Speaking for the people like a delegate And when the situation delicate I execute it with the proper etiquette Everybody wanna get ahead of it, no, cant take the time to stop It aint all about the money so Im headed to the top But Im still getting guap, 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 I know my mind is sober, but Im so high, its over I Know my mind is sober, but Im so high, its over Ayy, hey now boy? You dont know nothing about this, right here boy Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac You dont know nothin bout that Chi town South Central with the gat gat gat Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat Get the fuck up off your silver spoon94Embed

Till the End Lyrics Its the type of shit that they read about Like Chris said, I gotta bleed it out Ive been in the zone, I cant be without This real shit that I be about Im a visionary, thats long term But Def Jam, said they need it out If I rush this shit, I might be without But I need a vision, cant see without Ive been patient, never complacent Left the underground when I left the basement Thats renovation, I spit this verse like a revelation On the road with Kid Cudi and B-I-G Conversations with No I.D Who made hits with Ye, got hits with JAY Now he wanna fuck around and make hits with me If its meant to be, then its meant to be Cant express what that meant to me, what it mean to me Man, I swear the shit like a dream to me, what it seemed to be Its so different now, everything is so different now Ive been there and Ive done that Tell em all that I run that, thats a fun fact And Im back again cause I love this shit Write it down and they publish it I went 5 years without a publicist Cause the word of mouth, they in love with this Ive been dreaming, Ive been scheming Went away a while but Ive been fiending Ive missed the fam, but they know the deal Been at it way before the deal Now the music got mass appeal My main girl got ass appeal Like I feel the vibe, thats the main thing Little fish, that went mainstream Now Im big as fuck My whole city, they know whats up Im unseen and Im in the cut about extra shit I dont give a fuck When Im on the phone, dont interrupt If Im talking business, I might erupt If youre at the show, put your lighter up Fuck with me if youre really bout it Outsiders, I could do without it I crept in, got slept on Sold out shows, no one knew about it When it comes to fucks, I give two about it Your cosign, I could do without it Na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na Okay, last verse I gotta make it count Wont speak on my bank account So many commas Id have to pause And I cant afford to just waste the bars Every day, boy, I thank the Lord I got a lot of problems but could have more Wish I spoke to my dad more, my jeweler less I been hungry like Budapest Tell me who the best, dont give a fuck I just know Im blessed Love life even though Im stressed This business boy, I swear a test Tell Def Jam if they dont cut the check Ill send Chris to go cut they neck I love the building, no disrespect But yall better ride when Im in effect Thats radio, thats TV, but Visionary got the internet If yall fuck around or try to throw the ball to another artist Ima intercept, Its my time Put half a mil of my own money in this album Thats my dime; no rap features, just my rhymes My story, its all mine, from the basement to the stadium From the Roxy to Palladium Ive been there and Ive done that, yes I run that With this pretty girl on my floor Half naked playing Connect Four But Ive been trying to throw sex out the window Just to connect more She so fine, type of girl I wanna fuck her mind And then unwind with some slow head All my homies like, go head Anyway, its been a long time And this here has been a long rhyme, so I gotta go Its Logic, the one nobody would vouch for Hows that shit for an outro? Na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na This is my story, til the end Na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na This is my story, til the end Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Y-Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah Every day that they live and breathe is extended to them! They may be misinformed about the truth, they may be misguided— somebody has led them on the wrong path! A path of corruption and destruction! But yet, Gods mercy every day that they live is extended to them and they have another opportunity to be saved! Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Y-Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Y-Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah This concludes the Under Pressure program... Arjun Ivatury118Embed

Midnight Lyrics Everybody know I be Everybody know I be Yeah, yeah... Everybody know I be In the club VIP, sike, not me Old girl wanna fuck me Yeah, she fine, Ima give her that D Out with the homies, I be sippin on somethin Oh shit, I might need an IV, permanently, permanently Ayy, Goddamn, these bitches is thirsty They see a rapper but they ignore the band I aint talkin bout musicians, you stupid bitch Talkin bout whats on my hand Bitch, I been at and in it for a minute This all been a part of my plan Sold millions of records before the radio Damn, it feel good to be the man Ayy, everybody know I be— In the club VIP, sike, not me Old girl wanna fuck me Yeah, she fine, Ima give her that D Out with the homies, I be sippin on somethin Oh shit, I might need an IV, permanently, permanently Goddamn, these bitches is thirsty They see a rapper but they ignore the band I aint talkin bout musicians, you stupid bitch Talkin bout whats on my hand Bitch, I been at and in it for a minute This all been a part of my plan Sold millions of records before the radio Damn, it feel good to be the man Everybody know I be— In the club VIP, sike, not me Old girl wanna fuck me Yeah, she fine, Ima give her that D Out with the homies, I be sippin on somethin Oh shit, I might need an IV, permanently, permanently Oh no Bobby, dont do em like that You gon fuck around and leave em ruined like that RattPack the gang, they all on my back RattPack the gang, we do it like that No, dont do em like that You gon fuck around and leave em ruined like that RattPack the gang, they all on my back RattPack the gang, we do it like that Yeah, uh The illest that bring it, the realest Bitch, I came to kill this They can never bear me, just the homies and me Now we the Grammy family You made a couple million, that shit is gross My net is 30, my record clean, my flow is dirty, right? Real Gs move in silence like— Who the common denominator? Fuck around and bomb a hater My flow greater, heart darker than Darth Vader Check the data, matter of fact, check the state of mind After Im finished, these rappers aint in a state to rhyme Straight to your mind now Feel this shit like its some Braille Way too heavy for the scale All I know about is bars, like I couldnt make the bail It aint never room to fail Only growing and prevail When my anxiety rise and I feel like Im in hell Take a moment and inhale Count to five then exhale Then we run that motherfucker like a marathon Hits, motherfucker, hits, yeah we bout that Barry Bonds Brace yourself, you cant retain me All that shit you talkin out your mouth just wont sustain me Logic pickin up the slack like denim Spit it with venom Never pretend to be somethin that Im not And you aint shit when you stand next to me No kiddin like vasectomy Step to me, throw disrespect to me And Ill rearrange your trajectory Black and white like a piano and Im proud to be And fuck whoever tell me I am not allowed to be I am me, Im a man, can I live?—Goddamn Yeah, I guess this shit right here is just all a part of the plan Haters gon hate, thats the motherfuckin sayin So much plaque up on my wall I need a dentist From Maryland to Venice, this shit is worldwide Step up to the mic and its a homicide Oh no Bobby, dont do em like that You gon fuck around and leave em ruined like that RattPack the gang, they all on my back RattPack the gang, we do it like that No, dont do em like that You gon fuck around and leave em ruined like that RattPack the gang, they all on my back RattPack the gang, we do it like that91Embed

Metropolis Lyrics Sometimes I feel like Ive drifted, I feel different I feel gifted Ive been high so long, dont need to smoke to get lifted Ive been under pressure looking for Nikki Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly Vivid memories of Chicago, south side where I go From Reggies to the House of Blues, progress is the motto Man the first show that I ever done sold out was in Chicago Yeah, yeah, living like Ive been ready to die Maybe not, I dont know why my mind is changing Rearranging this dangerous melody, uh Yeah, and I know that aint nobody finna ever be ahead of me All that competition right there is dead to me Yeah, uh, yeah, Ive been turning the pages Feeling the vibe, shit is outrageous Boy, Ive been feeling courageous This shit right here, Ive been at it for ages Feels like Im running through mazes Everybody has they phases Yeah, vibe with this, bad bitch in the whip and I ride to this And Im feeling it uh, hope when Im forty Im still in it One of the few that be killing it, uh Yeah, young motherfucker that be giving what he living On the road to success so you know that Im driven But they didnt wanna publish it But right now Im on some other shit Im in a different world, Im with a different girl Im with the same team, but its a different scheme Remember back when I couldnt even pay the bills And Ill never forget how that feels back when I would Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it, Im gone Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, smoke it, inhale it, Im gone Okay, doing what I gotta do, flying at this altitude I look out the window like Goddamn, thats what I really do Dont know why I fear the planes, sometimes I wish to sustain If I look back on it I would do it all over again Nikki, Nikki, where you been? I cant wait to breathe you in Been on this plane way too long, I cant wait to see you again Oh my God this turbulence has got me sippin on this liquor Crazy, racist, white bitch looking at us Like, Who are these niggas? First class, on they ass, all complain thats when I dash Just landed in Europe and this model bitch is tryna smash Now Im riding on the train, all this shit inside my brain Just left a hotel in Belgium, damn them waffles was insane Smoking blunts in Amsterdam Oh my God, this is my jam May-December by Mos Def In my headphones, thats the man I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get high And they wonder why I never get high I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get high And they wonder why I never get high Okay, fuck affiliation, Im that dude that did it on his own These thoughts inside my mind be fuckin with me when Im all alone I really like this girl she bad as fuck, why must I run away? It feel like self assassination, I cant put this gun away God damn, whats the plan? Not complacent where I am Reminiscing when I hit the road back in that mini van Broke as fuck, not a dollar, whipping that Chevy Impala Praying that we make it out this city, Lord willin, InshaAllah Up to date the couple years, now my idols are my peers I was on the road to nowhere till I decided to veer Put my everything into this shit, you know, I know you know this Used to give a fuck what people thought, hoping that they would notice Stop giving a fuck cause music gotta be the only motive Mind racing on and off the track, Im going locomotive I cant believe you dont like Tarantino Ugh, I dont like him because, like—when its non like non-Tarantino-esque, I think its a good movie— You mean like Inglourious Basterds?—I didnt see that What?!—I didnt, I dont know— Oh my God! Have you seen Pulp Fiction? Yeah, but I dont really remember it What you talking about? Have you seen uh... this is funny cause were on a train... have you seen—fuck! Whats his name? The guy from the movie, in the place, on the thing? On the train? With the scenery? Uh, Im tryna remember right now, dammit—Source Code! No—You havent seen that? No—With the dude from Donnie Darko? Whos that?—Oh my God Well, I still wanna know what your favorite Tarantino movie is... My favorite Tarantino movie—? I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get high And they wonder why I never get high I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get high And they wonder why I never get high I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get high And they wonder why I never get high The original members of the Rattpack include: C Dot Castro, Big Lenbo and Logic119Embed

Take It Back Lyrics Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first black man Long ago before the white man Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first white man At the very moment when they looked around and said Fuck it, I’ma steal this land Take it back, take it way back Take it way way back to the first black man Long ago before the white man Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first white man At the very moment when they looked around and said Fuck it, I’ma steal this land Everybody wanna tell me what I am, what I am not You aint black, you a mothafuckin white boy Shut ya mouth, do it right boy, aight boy? Man, why you such a hype boy? Why you always talk about being black? Skin too white, nigga fuck that Everything you talk about, cut that That door you trying to open, you could shut that Grip the gat, yeah that’s how I’ma buck back Tell me what I am and what I know now All this prejudice has got to go Life is moving fast, it need to slow down Come and see me when I am in yo town Practice what we preach before it go down Practice what we preach before it go Yes, I got the gift to gab fo sho Will I have to get the gat? No, no Yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho But will have to get the gat, get the gat, get the, get the? Masta deep down inside of me The plantation deep down inside of me Everybody fuck like sodomy Cause one or the other what it gotta be Tell me why my momma gotta lie to me Unity for everyone that lied to me Peace on Earth what I try to be I just wanna spread the message of equality And yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho Will I have to get the gat? No, no Yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho But will have to get the gat, get the gat, get the, get the gat? Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first black man Long ago before the white man Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first white man At the very moment when they looked around and said Fuck it, I’ma steal this land Take it back, take it way back Take it way way back to the first black man Long ago before the white man Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand Take it back, take it way back Take it way way back to the first white man At the very moment when they looked around and said Fuck it, I’ma steal this land Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to about 1990 Shady Grove Hospital in Rockville, Maryland 7:36 a.m., where a biracial baby was born To a black father and a white mother Father that wasn’t there Addicted to crack cocaine, alcohol, and various other drugs Same as his mom So I’m gonna tell you about that, right? And I’m gonna tell you about how All this young boy ever wanted was happiness All he ever wanted was positivity All he ever wanted to do was entertain And this boy went through hell You gotta understand, his mother was racist, which is crazy Cause how in the fuck is you gonna have All these black babies with black men but you racist Like bitch, that don’t make no sense, but it is what it is You know, he grew up, her callin him a nigger The kids at school callin him a cracker Identifying as black, looking as white Being told what you can or can’t be This kid went through everything He went through... He saw narcotics in the household Violence, murderers, drug dealers, he was kidnapped There was crazy shit that happened to this kid And he persevered while the whole world said What they said? Said you wouldn’t be shit! You ain’t gon be nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin Nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin, nothing And I, and he, he said fuck that, I’ma persevere And that’s why the message is always peace, love and positivity See, he always saw things from two sides He always saw things from two sides He always knew that the message Everybody was born equal Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation He knew that because he saw that (Take it back, take it way back Take it way) Because he was stripped and torn down By his black brothers and sisters that were uneducated And that did not know And he was stripped and he was torn down By his white side that did not know These people that are ignorant That cannot see the bigger picture That must fight and kill and murder each other But once again, all he ever wanted to do Was spread a message of equality For every man, woman, and child Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation (Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first) Now imagine this child growing up And seeing the craziest shit Being a part of the craziest shit Running around with the wrong people Running around with guns and knives And fighting and stealing and, and all this Because he didn’t know, he didn’t know! But he knew deep down in his heart that it wasn’t right And he knew that he needed to get away from it Now I want you to also imagine, that at 17 years old This child, okay, leaves home and gets two jobs to support himself Two jobs that he works in the morning and the evenings And then he would then come home To about eight or nine hours of sleep But spend four, five, six hours of that Working on music, persevering Grabbing the remote control and looking in the mirror And pretending to see thousands and thousands and thousands of people Just chanting his name Hoping that it would happen But the, but the, but the world said no! Mothafucka, little mothafucka no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no Ya nigga, ya cracka, ya white boy, ya black mothafucka No-no! (Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first) And he said fuck that He said peace, love, and positivity He said equality for all man Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation, yeah Now I want you to also imagine People telling him that he did not live this life “You just a white boy You ain’t never experienced that shit You from Gaithersburg, Maryland, nothing happens there Oh no, no, we know, we weren’t there We didn’t live with you, we didnt live in your Section 8 household We didn’t live with the narcotics and violence in your household We just saw it from the outside, outside, outside, outside Outside, outside, outside, outside And since you white, you gotta have money, right?” (Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first black man) And this young man persevered in spite Of what people told him he was, wasn’t, and would never be (Take it back, take it way back Take it way, way back to the first black) And that man is here today, proud A lover of all human beings Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, sexual orientation, yeah, yeah And he’s here to say: Even though we’re all born and created equal We are not treated equally There’s extremists on every side And you should just do your best to live life And let other people believe whatever they wanna believe As long as they’re not hurtin anybody You can believe they’re going to hell You can believe it’s not right You can believe you’re superior, fine Just stop killing each other59Embed

Man of the Year Lyrics I wonder what it feel like To do that shit in real life And now I know I got it Thats the reason No I.D. has signed me on the dotted But its still Visionary til the death of me Yeah, Im tryna make it but I gotta find the recipe Greatest of all time, I want the world addressing me At the hotel, these beautiful girls undressing me Im tryna stay focused, I guess thats the lord testing me I knew as a child, that this was my destiny They do it for the limelight But I make sure my rhymes right Waiting till the times right Smiling at my moms like Smiling at my mom Smiling at my mama Moët what we sipping now We was never tripping now We on private jets, in other words, that means that we tripping now Cause they was over there, I was over here They was too scared while I was facing my fears Ive always been driven, but they too scared to steer Thats why I compete with legends, motherfuck my peers Im the man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year They said I couldnt do it Back when I was broke going through it Til I got a deal, now they talking bout I knew it But you wasnt there in the beginning Nowhere to be found when I was down But you show up when Im winning Uh, left me to drown, now Im swimming I do it cause I love this shit Fuck the money, and the women, and the- And the whips with the rims still spinning I been at it since the beginning All these girls screaming, Logic But I wanna hear my real name Come from the lips of a beautiful woman, thats real man Yall act like Im Superman But I can feel pain I shoulda gone crazy, and yet Im still sane Love it when they sing to us Been shining whats bling to us Yeah, over here Its only been a year I was dirt broke, now Im balling like a sphere Im the man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year Now that Im in the limelight They hit me all the time like Shut the fuck up, ho Let me get my mind right Cause this is for the fans Who truly understand Real all the time All of yall my fam Shooting for the stars And I aint finna land Giving everything I can While they tell me Im the man Making music is the plan Matter fact, you can call it plan B Cause I kill these rappers while theyre in their infancy And I be first to pop off - infantry Gotta keep em in line like symmetry We all fam, same root, smokin different tree And all these people in the crowd sound like a symphony Uh, to my ears I love it when they cheer On the road to success, these haters in my rear I got nothing to fear Cause the whole team here And everybody shouting Youre the man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year106Embed

Pray Lyrics They never knew my struggle Rose above the rubble Rather live inside they bubble Than go through the trouble Of having they double-double vision corrected They just neglect it and— Ive been thinkin lately Will the Devil take me? Or will God protect me? I know I aint perfect, but you should respect me They dont want me happy They dont want to let me live Im young and Im foolish, I made bad decisions I block out the news, turn my back on religion Dont have no degree, Im somewhat naïve Ive made it this far on my own But lately, that shit aint been gettin me higher I lift up my head and the world is on fire Theres dread in my heart and fear in my bones And I just dont know what to say Maybe Ill pray, pray Maybe Ill pray I have never believed in you, no But Im gonna pray I am me Im a man, Im a sinner But understand, arent we all? So when it comes to passin judgements I dont think that youre the one to make the call Heaven want to cast me out for being me I know theres others like me thatll break the fall I know you hater motherfuckers just cant relate at all If Im the first one to the line, thats fine, Ill take it all Well, Logic, he gon let em know I aint perfect, but Im worth it Im alive, I deserve it I been praying, I aint playin I dont think you hear the words that Im sayin I dont think you know the weight on my shoulders That gets heavier as I get older Callin anybody, callin anybody Can you hear me? I pray that you hear me I pray that you hear me Maybe Ill pray , pray , maybe Ill pray Ive never believed in you, no, but Im gonna... Wont you call me? Can we have a one-on-one, please? Lets talk about freedom Everyone prays in the end Everyone prays in the end Oh, wont you call me? Can we have a one-on-one, please? Lets talk about freedom Everyone prays in the end Everyone prays in the end Oh, Im gonna pray Im gonna pray Im gonna pray Pray for a glimmer of hope Maybe Ill pray, pray Maybe Ill pray Ive never believed in you No, but Im gonna pray21Embed

Like Woah Lyrics Aye, this that shit Im looking at you 6ix Ive been feeling like a... Ive been feeling like a mothafuckin postman Sending letters to the people All this knowledge that I got, Im like an old man Hold up, wait now oh man! Let me back up in this bitch Im platinum in this bitch, Im rapping in this bitch Running the game, yeah Ive been lappin in this bitch You know its alright Fuck around and they all might Look at a brother different, Ive been at it all night I think I said it but I know I do it This for everybody going through it Like woah Through it like woah Through it like woah Going through it like woah You already know You already know Gotta get it like woah In this bitch like woah Get it like, like, like woah Lets go—uh, Ima get it like woah Back up in this mothafucka livin like a goddamn king Tell me money aint a thing now 30 thousand feet above the world right next to the wing Too high to hear the birds sing now All around the world and back again its finally happenin Im lappin in this luxury by nappin in a big ass house Chillin with my homies on the West side, West side Bringin out my best side I was on the road for like a quarter I was in and out the border From London to Paris, yes its very extraordinary Fuck around and took the bus and a ferry Shouldve seen the itinerary Then we made it back home like woah Tell me how youre feelin, higher than the ceilin I know Ive been illin Probably wonder where Im at, bitch Ive been chillin Why they grillin? Yeah Im still in like I never left They know I had to go but then I brought it right back Like woah Do it like woah Do it like woah Going through it like woah You already know You already know Gotta get it like woah In this bitch like woah Get it like, like, like woah Lets go—Uh, Ima get it like woah I get so high they wonder why no I cant go away I gotta hold my own, know thats the only way Ive been vibin, let me guide em, I said I gotta know Ive been ridin for so long I think that its time to go Feeling like an addict that aint had it, up and at it in a minute If it hadnt been invented, my limit wouldnt be infinite Im feeling like an infant in a womb, Ima be here til the tomb Lately Ive been in my room Lookin and lookin at records on the wall Hold up— Like woah Yeah I hope we make it to fuckin paradise and not die on the way there, mothafucka...90Embed

Super Mario World Lyrics Lemme shout out Bobby, cause 6ix in there like Oh my goodness Nah, I just did that for the adlib—keep that Yeah, oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my God! Yeah, keep all that shit, and this... Im like, oh my goodness, oh my— And this, here we go, here we GO! Yeah, yeah! Im like, oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my God, Im coming with the goodness Acting like I aint been in it Like I aint been pushing my limit Hold up, wait up, get your weight up! P-L-P but fuck around get the fade up They shit is made up, straight up! Call me Bobby Tarantino living on the level And Im prophesizing everything we know Because of the internet, I made a million and another million Thats word to Gambino He one of the realest, I swear he the realest But anyway, back to the subject at hand I just performed for an hour, performed for an hour And made myself a hundred grand like... Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my God Wooh! Thats lit, thats lit Thats gonna be the hook right there! Yeah! Im like, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my God Im like, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my God I just beat that Uncharted 4, lit Bitch, I been at it, RattPack if you live it You die by that shit—get it tatted I think I done had it now, hold up, wait up, leave em laid up This for every single night that I stayed up Real all the time, nah, this shit never made up No, its never made up, no, its, no, its straight up! Straight up, bitch! Im like, oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my God, Im coming with the goodness Acting like I aint been in it Like I aint been pushing my limit Hold up, wait up, get your weight up! P-L-P but fuck around get the fade up They shit is made up, straight up! Yeah, its that Flexicution, I want retribution Yall gone fuck around and make me wake up Lucian And I dont think yall ready for the revolution Boy your shit is pollution, Logic got the solution Motherfuckers used to hate us, now they sayin that they made us Everyone know Im the greatest Tell em, Title your album, A Fish Outta Water Cause that shit be floppin—You fuckin suck... Number 1 my shit droppin, love it or hate it, they know the name They know the name cause its poppin Dropped 2 million on my new crib Now nobody but God can stop us! Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my God Im like, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my God Im like, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my goodness Oh my goodness, oh my God Fuck, Jurassic Park... lit29Embed

Sriracha Lyrics Yeah, yeah, hell yeah Yeah, yeah, hell yeah Yeah, yeah, hell yeah Yeah, yeah, hell Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda With flows older than the first sold cold soda Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers Them cincos are at it again, blow doja I am like Iron Mike, back in the day My rhymings iron height, defiant flight Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple A taser in a jammy, tackled By a neighbor with the family shackles Laboring a man hes gaffled I get angry, I sip bombs on your rich lawn I was brought up Muslim and Christian I been studying Chrislam Thats not a thing so I place this John In your chicks palm Give her something beautiful to kiss on Til I spit one to her lip balm Ive been rhyming since Reagan in politics Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists Cause a lot of chicks holler Mr. Chopper youre hot as shit Ah! They say Im the best at what I do After me its 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum bumpin So I tell them all to put that on somethin Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything Yeah, I guess Im supposed to come with that fast flow Woo! I guess Im supposed to come with that gas flow But no, Ima just spit it, Ima get it good Wish you would tell me what I should do I dont know, hit the door Uh, yeah, feel like I been here before Maybe I have but I cant fuck with it Hit em with a semiautomatic, watch em duck with it Speaking on lyrical ability Everyone in my vicinity, blowing they mind like Kennedy I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy Im like whats good, been fine Tell me whats on your mind, rewind this shit My message is beyond this shit I put that on everything, Im just being honest, shit So whats up, hold up Tech, Im sorry for the hold-up but I been on the road Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago When I put that on everything, I aint had a minute to myself But I been living like I aint finna see tomorrow I aint focused on no wealth I been living good, I been feeling fine Pass the sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorists mind Thats been confined to four walls for some time They say Im the best at what I do After me its 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum bumpin So I tell them all to put that on somethin Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, the flavor popper We gotcha, even haters jock us These choppers invade the knockers then blocker Disintegrating every chakra, eager to off ya You can bet that we doin it proper When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie Aint nobody gon stop us, nobody gon top us We leave em with no option, and leave em with no conscience Even though I can achieve it no problem And even though I couldve seen what they watchin TV with a DVD, I can repeat what I see, these streets jockin Easy, if it need be then I just eat beats Like Im Eazy-E, Compton, I eat meat like Im EBT shopping Credit Card max, bend the bars back Fuck your ho, get brain and all that Run in your house and bring your whore back Sever your face and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the rented Corvette? Cant catch me, Im the man in all black I been on that shit since Katt been on crack Fuck that, I been nice way before that Cant ignore that, you can try though But you gon end up next to Dido Im that pen that wrote the Bible Im on your skin like vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the high note Someone please let Elton John know Tell the lieutenant Im Hect Camacho With a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal Why yall niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, get a nigga in the back With an umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track None of you niggas can act so yall niggas are packed Come and get it again, fuckin a bitch in the whip Give me your moment to fall, Im gonna fit in the car I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for more They say Im the best at what I do After me its 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum bumpin So I tell them all to put that on somethin Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything Sriracha, I put that on everything34Embed

City of Stars Lyrics I know that you think this song is for you I used to long for you and adore you My life was just fine way back before you Now when you reach out I just ignore you Cause this aint a love song This is, So long You did me so wrong for so long For so long, for so long No, I never thought I could live my life without you All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you And so I doubt you I doubt you even know whats on my mind I said, I doubt you I doubt you even know why I left you behind I know that Ive been living I know that Ive been living I know that Ive been living I know that Ive been living In the city of stars, where theres flying cars A brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars In the city of stars, where theres flying cars A brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars This aint a love song This is, So long You did me so wrong for so long For so long, for so long And so I doubt you I doubt you even know whats on my mind I said I doubt you I doubt you even know why I left you— Yeah, uh, yeah Much love to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me Did me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me Know my name around the world but it still aint hit me All the talent in the world and they still dont get me I didnt talk about my race on the whole first album But black vs. white bullshit was the still the outcome How come these motherfuckers cant seem to let it go? Judging rap by race instead of the better flow Who gives a fuck who made it? I penetrate it and innovate it While they emulate it, give a fuck if Im hated Ima do it til I get it, fuck a nominated Bitch, I dominate it Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E Not many get to do what I do, and now enemies Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me But lets get back to the music, Im gone Outside of this solar system, Im searching for paradise Livin the life, bitch, Ive been a vet Fuck all these cats on the internet I love hip-hop and I hate hip-hop Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot Cause he raps about money and bitches, for heavens sakes Pac did the same shit, just on a drum break Now, I aint wanna name names, Im just droppin this game We all people, all equal—now let me let off, yeah Now let me let off Tougher than raw denim, my flow you cant identify Talib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones Black on one side, now Im in another zone Switch flows, fuck em up—play the game, run em up Yeah, I sold a couple records but people dont give a fuck All the people want is real, guess thats why Logic appeal All the power in the world; hold that, tell me how that feel? Racism on television and magazines Paying taxes so soldiers dont run out of magazines, god damn Country dont give a fuck who I am Just a youngin on the rise with a mic in my hand And I am, heres to the Roc The .45 Glock that my older brother pop—shot And I am, finally on top; too high up, not a drop Stop, we gettin guap, gettin guap I am, livin like I aint got it Spit the flow so robotic, man, who gives a fuck about it? Maryland til I die, but I had to get the fuck up out it I love it and hate it, you probably dont know, man, I doubt it93Embed

Anziety Lyrics Everything is fine, everything is so fine Everything is fine, everything is so fine Cause I’m good, so good Cause I’m good, so good, so good I wish you would, I wish you would I wish you would, I wish you would I wish you would, this is my life This is my all, this is my all And now I’m happy, right now I’m happy, but sometimes I’ma get up in your mind right now I’ma get up in your, I’ma get it Gon get up, gon get up Gon get up, get up, get up, get up I’ma get up in your mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord I’ma get up in your mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord “I’ma make it some day some how” what you telling yourself But you ain’t focused on whats important: mentality, health Everybody in the world only want one thing, whats that? Infinite power and a pocket full of wealth Its like ohhh Ima bring it back to the basics Nobody can erase it People in the street going ape shit Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit Ima bring it back to the basics Ima bring it back to the basics Ima get up, get on That’s what I been on Fuckin with your mind, tryna turn shit on But they want to paint me as a villain Even though I’m here to open their mind Through the rhyme of life I gotta open their mind and design the right time To make a decision and get in em like an incision Cause Ima hit em and give em livin They wonder what I’m giving, Ima never give in I gotta let everybody know Im in their mind right now I’ma get up in your mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord I’ma get up in your mind right now Make you feel like dying right now I’ma make you pray to God To the good old Lord for a sign right now To the good old Lord Ima bring it back to the basics Nobody can erase it People in the street going ape shit Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit Why nobody wanna say: I been living with this everyday Why nobody wanna say: Everything will be ok Ima bring it back to the basics Everything will be okay I remember somehow, someway I remember somehow, someway I remember somehow, someway I remember somehow, someway It was December of 2015 in sunny Los Angeles California in the heart of Hollywood I stood next to my wife in a line surrounded by hundreds of other people on our way to watch Star Wars When suddenly I was engulfed with fear and panic As my body began to fade In this moment my mind was full of clarity But my body insisted it was in danger I looked around and I told myself I was safe, I was fine But I was convinced that something was wrong Before I knew it I felt as though I was going to Fall and fade away My body grew weak And soon enough I found myself in a hospital bed being told what I went through was anxiety I refused to believe this story I searched and searched for the cause of what had happened to me I began to feel detached from reality I felt as though I was seeing the world through a glass I got blood work done Analysis of my mind and body to no avail The doctor said it was anxiety But how could it be anxiety? How could anxiety make me physically feel off balance? How could anxiety make me feel as though I was fading from this world and on the brink of death? Derealization The sense of being out of one’s body I’m not here I’m not me I’m not real Nothing is Nothing but this feeling of panic Nobody understands Nobody knows the sufferings This physical feeling It can’t be anxiety It can’t Or can it? Can it in fact be the mind controlling the body? Yeah, of course I’m so in control of my mind and my body But I’m subconsciously forcing myself into a state Of self bondage entangled by the ropes of my own mind I am unhappy Not with life But with this feeling I am scared, I am human, I am a man But I look in the mirror and I see a child I am an adult who recognize grown ups don’t really know shit And they never did And it scares me Cause now I’m just a grown up who doesn’t know shit But one thing is I do know this feeling, this horrible feeling is going to kill me No, no this feeling This anxiety is nothing I have anxiety Just like you, the person I wrote this for And together we will overcome this feeling We will remember despite the attacks and constant feeling of our mind and body being on the edge That we are alive And any moments we have free of this feeling we will not take for granted We will rejoice in this gift that is life We will rejoice in this day that we have been given We will accept our anxiety and strive for the betterment of ourselves Starting with mental health We will accept ourselves as we are And we will be happy with the person we see in the mirror We will accept ourselves And live with anxiety32Embed

Wu Tang Forever Lyrics En garde, Ill let you try my Wu-Tang style Id like to try your Wu-Tang style, lets begin, then Shaolin shadowboxing and the Wu-Tang sword style If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang could be dangerous Do you think your Wu-Tang sword can defeat me? Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang! Ayo, ayo, Wu-Tang forever, who rhyme better? We too clever, the boom baps back, harder than ever R.I.P. O.D.B, comin through like Killa Bee Ever since I heard Enter the 36 in 93 You cannot defeat my Wu-Tang style, I leave em all dismembered Fuck a mumble rap, that shit wont never be remembered Not even a contender, no, pretender, best surrender My agenda is killin shit, they feelin this Yeah, we live and thorough Assassinatin every single muthafuckin borough From Staten to Brooklyn to Queens, the Bronx and Harlem All the way to Maryland, yeah, we comin for all em Bobby Tarantino to the Digital My shit is pivotal, smokin chronic, no medicinal Who you know assemble the Clan like Voltron? The one and only Logic, the God, the don, Im gone Ay-yo, Logic, what up? We gon let these muthafuckas try this Wu-Tang style Yo, yo, yo, yo, kaboom! Guess who stepped in the room Its Ghostface, gold plates, old truths, more cake Intelligent brothers with nine hoods, movin snowflakes Guillotine your head, last scene in the showcase Push weight, this Colgate, tre-eights and old gates Exfoliate those we most hate, we dont associate We wear robes that you cant even pronunciate We eat foods where you cant even pronounce you ate Cribs where the floor just rises up and rotates Locations low-key, cant even locate Twin nina sisters with the beam, we all soulmates Team makin us so much cream, we bought gold plates Yo, mountains of haze in the crib of my blades It gets messy underneath the dresser, the gauge 57 MB, yo, metallic green, seats is piped off Seize em old tracks, unite through em The kitchen is my palace, get your dance on While we just levitate with trees, get your branch on Im known to wil’ out, put the cams on Jewels down, the sets dip, my gems got grams on A specialist when Im bakin Rhymes be comin out, we makin We challengin these chumps for lumps Heres the statement—stop hatin The crew is all about gettin this cake in You know about me, you relatin The enigma, the stigmas that the RZA and the GZA Both lyrical prolific, fixtures of rap scriptures Mixtures of hipsters, weed smokers, and beer drinkers Prince and the Pauper, spiritual clear-thinkers Cake in the oven, Superbad like McLovin Huggin all four boroughs, puffin herb with my cousin Academically speaking, rap vocabularys weakenin I felt it comin like The Weeknd when these starboys start tweakin Sporadic pill-poppin of OxyContin III-gotten sexual intercourse make shorty wop feel rotten The travesty-tapestry of microphone mastery has been refuted Diluted, broken down to a catastrophe But cats still get the trophy, hit yall with that Okie-dokie Burt Reynolds, Bandit, goddamnit Where the fuck is Smokey Bear when you need one? I got a light-beam gun Ill blast a hole in your chest that you cant bleed from But youll die through iniquity, plus stupidity of that trickery My verse got it hot up in here, not the humidity You can never get rid of me, step back and consider me Wu Killa Bee, but Im not big on bigotry Old school on this track, I feel invincible This new school aint really got rules and lack the principles Got more clowns than the Motown, they puttin critical The gun, Smokey Robinson, you need a Miracle Go back, homie, back when rappers used to be lyrical When nine out of ten of his friends used to be criminals The stats, homie, all these killas usin subliminals Yall dont even smile in your pictures, you dudes is miserable Witty unpredictable torture over your physical Struggle bar, used to pour water over the cereal Another bar, reppin my squad, not individual But one Nation under God, thats indivisible My time critical, hands off Im digital Me and my Ladybug, back when the planet was Digable Im cool like that, my cash rule like that Im classic, Patti LaBelle, Voulez Vous like that, come on Its only Logic, we got em mobbin in the mosh pit Fifth Brother, INS hotter than the tropics The hot shit I drop quick Major player, watch my stock lift Razor-blade sharpness regardless to whom or what Sound boy, turn that music up Naysayer, you aint even got a clue whats up Deadly melody, the sickness, the remedy Everything circulate back around eventually Witty unpredictable, talent all-natural Gain, Wu-Tang pumpin through your veins Twenty-five years, still more of the same The flow like water with the boilin flame INS, your highness, they callin my name Boy, I wet the scene similar to fallin rain In our own lane, yall soundin all the same Tell em Wu-Tang is on your brain Survival of the fittest be cold days with no money They dont want me with stacks, they better take it from me You know the currency gone soon as you break a twenty So I aint down if you aint talkin that band language Dear Lord, Im tryna buy me a train with it An airplane, see me flyin to Spain with it But money dont make me, and I aint gonna change with it Im in the hood, lookin good, the way I came with it Do it for the Cs, they understood the game with it We gave birth when we understood the pain with it When we create wars, everybody is a gangbanger We killin each other, but we all got the same anger Never go against the grain, homie, thats hateful Another day in the life for us to be grateful Spread love, homie, yeah, get a plateful Its better to stay full, so lets make moves I know your momma told you that I was a great dude These dirty-ass cops, they kill and rape you On some Jason shit, might Crystal in the Lake you What? What, what? They might Crystal in the Lake you Boom bap blastll blow your sleeves off Our Flashback Jacks are somethin to feed off Smoke and roast ya, the No. 9 Potion Pull that shit, son, we open the ocean Who gives a fuck whos snortin and drinkin and smokin? You get killed for jokin, everybodys hopin Thats another level of emotion Food stamps niggas doin grocery Police wanna grope me Perp walk, then nigga street-talk We bury niggas in sea salt I carry the torch where I leave off Im givin bitches somethin to breathe on I rip off a shoulder to lean on Its fair game, its two in a lane, she took two trains And none of my rhymes is two and the same Nigga get cooked on a open flame Im a hillbilly, Park Hill-trained My rhyme starts riots in the mountains Thirty-six million and countin The harder they come, the harder I go Loosen up my arms, can I get comfortable? Stay on my tip-toes, old-school Wu beat This is a flip-phone, dude, your slips showin Where I come from it stays snowin The grammar is raw, Im slammin the door Beez bang bong in your jaw I hit em in the head with the hammer of Thor Stars and bars, makes me a general Anything less, makes me a criminal Gotta dig deep for these Wu-Tang minerals G.O.D., shadowbox with the L.O.G.I.C On the count of three, Wu-Tang First, master your breathin Im mental ass-whoopin, Im teachin when Im speakin Im a champion from Brooklyn Im movin super-ninjas and Shaolin executioners Avenger, a righteous defender Grandmaster from the 36th Chamber Toad style is mentally strong, so strengthen your arms To hold my microphone you need iron palms Remain calm, Jamel Irief Wise chief, Wu-Tang poison clansman from the east, yeah Enter a world of a universal mind of one kind A thick swarm of words thats expressed in one rhyme Food for thought, impossible sliders with the seasoning Regardless, I speak logic—clear reasoning The uncivilized, get the mineral lines, quartz Self-directed, calculated, controlled thoughts A point-of-view of the thinkers Monumental architecture, amazing as the Incas W.T.C., ah-ha The faculty Aint nothin goin on, dont nothin move Nobody slide, nobody get hurt En garde, Ill let you try my Wu tang style Id like to try your Wu tang style, lets begin, then Shaolin shadowboxing and the Wu tang sword style If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu Tang could be dangerous Do you think your Wu Tang sword can defeat me?62Embed

Run It Lyrics Me and my team gotta intervene Whats the point of living if you aint living a dream? We live in a world where everybody want everything Everybody want a better thing Tryna fool ya like its picture perfect but its just the editing Man, the game been waiting for a better king Ive been posted with my Queen like Coretta King Screaming Money aint a thing, cause it aint Man, I never knew that living out a dream Meant living out a suitcase, Ive been working at a new pace So much money on the road I aint even had a minute Not a single second chilling in my new place Motherfuckers getting two-faced Cause a brother finally eating Not to mention everybody gettin two plates You know I only got two traits Drop hits, get money—run it What the fuck is there left to talk about I told them my vision, let em know what its all about Industry only respect me because Im ballin out You never know who there for you until you fallin out And thats the reason Ive been in the kitchen Working on that nutrition, now let em listen Boy, this been my house, this is merely an addition Fuck em and their permission, they was killin the game Who the one that gave em remission?—you know the name Who else you know on the come up, do it like I does it Lyrics all up in your skull like when the barber buzz it Say my last shit a classic, and I wonder was it? Come to think about it everybody seemed to love it I was workin on a budget, second time around shit is different Cause they know that boy good, know he does it Ive been at it for the people that been lovin my shit Not the people that been hating They can suck my dick—run it Ima do somethin different for the last one Ima go in... Feelin like Matthew Mcconaughey On an Interstellar mission in Chicago At the bottom of the Riviera I wonder who I would be if I wasnt in my era I gotta beware of the people But I take care of the people When I jump in the cockpit and rock it Been done had this in my pocket I had to wait to unlock it Open that locket and see the picture I painted No, we aint never acquainted On the rise like a defendant That was charged with possession like an exorcism My division is solely my vision God damn, can you feel it? Uh, I had a dream I would run the game and kill it Had a dream, can you feel it? Motherfucker wanna push it to the limit Get up in it, make the shit infinite Yeah you know I wanna win it, on my independent Ive been at it like an addict Never at the party like Im democratic Lotta static on the radio Fuck everything that they represent This right here is heaven sent, never irrelevant No never when I slide up in the spot Just a youngin in the game Tryna show em what I got, way back That was the mentality, never truly reality Looking for validation With all the wrong things on my mind for motivation Just chillin at the crib on a PlayStation Cause I never thought about it, never thought that people would have a song like mine in their rotation Til I wised up, got em sized up Ready to go, Im feelin fired up Man its been a good ride up Everybody want me to lace em Im too tied up, this a ransom— Fist full of money then we head back to the mansion 30 thousand people in the crowd, we expanding Couple years back you aint give a damn Autographs off the plane whenever I land All part of the plan, anything you wanna do you can Just go and get it, fuck em if they dont love em Be above it unless youre thinking your profession gon be rap Matter fact, you should take a step back—cause I run it61Embed

Warm It Up Lyrics You—you, you You—you, you, you, you, you You, you—you You—you, you, you, you, you You—you, you, you, you, you You, you—you You—you, you, you, you, you Warm it up, warm it up Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up Warm it up, warm it up Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up Its that Young Sinatra shit, yeah, thats that Young Sinatra shit Shut the fuck up and listen whenever Young Sinatra spit Yeah, your girl fine as hell but she a Young Sinatra chick Hey Bobby, how can you tell? She on the Young Sinatra dick All these rappers wack as fuck, make the Young Sinatra sick RattPack be the squad, thats that Young Sinatra clique Goddamn, said this the Young Sinatra clique, goddamn! Listen, yeah—I’m visualizing the realism of life in actuality Step to me, fatality; yeah, this shit is my galaxy I am who the baddest be, Id rather be at the academy Killers, Im be glad to be me, magnify the shit like bifocal Motherfuckers talk on the internet, but in person they never vocal Come to the hood and fuck you up if you prefer to be local Im loco from Noho to Soho Gettin cheese like a photo, you know, ho Im blessed like Sunday, flyer than a runway Lil Bobby never second-guessed that he gon make it one day One–way or another, my brother, word to your mother They should give me a badge cause Im always under covers Goddamn! Im a miraculous man! You know I get, I get it, I get it, I get it The Young Sinatra spit it, rewind it, and rip it I could murder your whole album with a 30-second snippet Pass the Mary Jane like Im runnin a train with Peter Parker On tour, I have more sex in the city than Sarah Jessica Parker The deeper and deeper I go, it get darker They say they want the old me, they want the Young Sinatra back The one that murder it, rip it up, no, never givin up round the almanac Yeah, Im all of that, fall back, like September again Bashin these rappers so hard they wont remember again When it comes to hip-hop, bitch, Im indigenous to this Its apparent Im bearin down like a parent When the beef is at stake, Im Mastros My god-level lyricism surpass flows, Im much more than fast flows Money, talk, cash knows, greatest of levels–Ive passed those Fuck that rap shit, this that trap shit This world is my contraption I was born and raised in the trap, son Talk shit, get kidnapped, son I dont really know why I rap, son Money in the bank, yeah, I got some Couple sports cars, yeah, I bought some Logic never flex, Bobby get it done! Yeah, yall dont really know where I come from Talkin that shit, Ima come for em Tell me what you really know about me right now Anything I want, I get it somehow Fuck that trap shit, this that rap shit Give me the head like John the Baptist Ready to rip it, I hope in the captives Greatest alive like Im Cassius I put em all in they caskets, they cant seem to get past it Im a bastard that mastered the flow And none of yall ready for the massacre, though Fuck with Logic? Yeah, thats a no Matter of fact, its not impossible, just highly improbable Like, saying the police isnt robbable But Im liable to walk up in the station in blue-face Like, Fuck the police!—Blue lives aint a race Fuck whoever said this rap shit was never a race This shit a marathon Murder you motherfuckers and carry on Claimin that you really bout this shit You got your Jim Carrey on— Liar Liar; I might crucify ya Number one till I die, will never retire I am the Messiah, I am the god of this shit This is how we do it—yeah, I started this shit Yes, I started this shit like– Fuck that rap shit, this that trap shit This world is my contraption I was born and raised in the trap, son Talk shit, get kidnapped, son I dont really know why I rap, son Money in the bank, yeah, I got some Couple sports cars, yeah, I bought some Logic never flex, Bobby get it done! Yeah, yall dont really know where I come from Talkin that shit, Ima come for em Tell me what you really know about me right now Anything I want, I get it somehow You—you, you You—you, you, you, you, you You, you—you You—you, you, you, you, you You—you, you, you, you, you You, you—you You—you, you, you, you, you78Embed

Killing Spree Lyrics Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is everything that I like, like, like, like Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is everything that I like, like, like, like Real shit goin on in Lebanon But I don’t give a fuck, my favorite show is coming on Hashtag pray for this, pray for that But you ain’t doing shit, get away from that Blame it on a black, blame it on a white Blame it on a gun, blame it on a Muslim Everybody wanna blame him, blame her Just blame it on a mothafucka killing everyone! Everybody wanna get high Everybody wanna live life like they can’t die Everybody gotta be right Everybody scrollin, scrollin through they life I wish they would love me like I like they pictures I wish I had bitches I wish I had motivation to get money Ain’t it funny, my rainy day would be sunny If I had the vision of currency fallin above from the sky Fallin above from the sky, listen up Everybody looking for the meaning of life through a cell phone screen Everybody looking for the meaning of life through a cell phone screen Everybody think that the meaning of life is, life is Everybody, everybody, woo Everybody think that the meaning of life is Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is everything that I like, like, like, like Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is everything that I like, like, like, like Oh, I know it’s hard, I know it’s hard like I know that’s the reason you turn up at night Livin yo life, just livin yo life Can’t nobody tell you how to do it right Come away with me, come away with me Let me take you from this world of insanity Come away with me, come away with me Far away from flying bullets on this killing spree Oh, I know, I know It’s hard, yeah, it’s hard, yeah, yeah I know it’s hard sometimes It’s hard sometimes Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is all the things that I turned out to be Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the things they wanted me to be Is everything that I like, like, like, like46Embed

I’m Gone Lyrics Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing One day youre on top and the next she having your baby Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh 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 the shit, they gon run it back Simple 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 gone, so long, Im gone, so long Im gone, so long, Im gone, so long, Im gone Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it So what now? Lets get down—lets get drowned, on this vision My division is the greatest thats around Feel the vibe This is where Ima be for as long as Im alive I could vibe with this, fuck around and die for this But would you ride for this? Better ride, no lie for this They say whats your motivation? Cutting these records like back in the basement Boy, fuck a vacation We do this for love, not no validation Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing One day youre on top and the next she having your baby Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound Im gone, so long, Im gone, so long Im gone, so long, Im gone, so long, Im gone Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it Wanna get it like this when Im driving when Im vibing I got it, posted up at the crib with something exotic I dont smoke but she love to smoke And look good as fuck when she light it When she ride it, its crazy, love when I get inside it Baby stop tryna hide it, if the feelings there then abide it Baby girl, where you been? I dont know I feel like this is the moment, I mean it feel like it dont it? Shit girl I know that you want it—but fuck all that Take the time to get down, stop all that running around Im feeling you feeling me, know that you into me Baby girl let me get down, cause my mind gone Thats the type of shit that Im on Grip the mic and I go Fuck around with this flow Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing One day youre on top and the next she having your baby Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound Im gone, so long, Im gone, so long Im gone, so long, Im gone, so long, Im gone Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it Making a single before your album is like putting together a trailer for a movie you have yet to shoot79Embed

Indica Badu Lyrics Yeah, yeah, SlayDro! This that J Dilla right here Badu, Indica Badu Yeah, thats right... Riding round the city with my homies, blowing trees Wavy like the Seven Seas, living life, let me get it right Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful independent woman thats finna make you wait to smash Come now, let me count this cash Come now, let me sip this flask Pockets fat like shawty ass Jump in the whip, gotta get this gas Put that shit in drive, Im live like ammunition No permission needed, I proceeded to accelerate Had days with hella hate, but gotta let that anger migrate All this shit thats on my plate That food for thought that cant be bought But only taught, and on the real, know I cant get much higher, been smoking that fire Riding round the city with my homies that know me Know that I cant get much higher, word to my supplier While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it I cant get much higher, been smoking that fire Riding round the city with my homies that know me Know that I cant get much higher, word to my supplier While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it I cant get much higher— Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Nigga, like we smoking all weekend And I roll and smoke when Im drinkin Tell them open that door but dont peek in We be havin a OG Kush meetin If we smokin that dope, its a reason Eyes so low from the chiefin I be getting high when I wake up And roll me one more fore Im sleeping Man, I be smoking so good that I be forgetting the past It dont even come to my house If it aint wrapped up in a turkey bag We roll up the herb and laugh, kick back, blow a zip Take it on a plane, know I smoke the same when Im on a trip Nigga like me always got weed on em Try to tell me that she dont smoke, later on she joinin Aint no point, no Im back, keep going in You been rolling with cats, who boring I be bringing them stacks enormous Section always in the back important Bad bitch gorgeous, pack imported I cant get much higher, been smoking that fire Riding round the city with my homies that know me Know that I cant get much higher, word to my supplier While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it I cant get much higher, been smoking that fire Riding round the city with my homies that know me Know that I cant get much higher, word to my supplier While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it I cant get much higher— Uh, yeah, Im finna get up in the feeling Independent feeling like a boss Roll a little something, smoke a little something Kick back and then floss Chiefin that Indica in the cut, tell my anxiety to get lost Fuck a pill, only numb the pain Man, you know how much that shit cost? I aint talking bout your pocket No, I am only talking about the mind When the cannabis combine with the brain It be like everything you see, it seem to shine Smoking that Golden State, everything going great Got a lot on my plate, not a single complaint Stack of money in the bank This that RattPack and that Taylor Gang They know the face and they know the name Im a married man with a bad wife Never fuck around unless its Mary Jane Come play the game, honestly never the same Just like my flow, got one for every occasion Living the life so my life is amazing, woo I cant get much higher, been smoking that fire Riding round the city with my homies that know me Know that I cant get much higher, word to my supplier While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it I cant get much higher, been smoking that fire Riding round the city with my homies that know me Know that I cant get much higher, word to my supplier While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it I cant get much higher— Yeah, and if you dont know by now—I smoke weed! Hahahaha, how Wiz gonna give me the verse He aint gonna give me the laugh though? Hahahaha, that shit iconic Yeah, yeah, yeah, Indica Badu85Embed

Wrist Lyrics Yeah, Ive been killin this shit Yeah, Ive been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive been flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this Yeah, Ive been killin this shit Yeah, Ive been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive been flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this Yeah, Ive been, yeah Ive been killin this, killin this shit Yeah, Ive been flickin that, flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been killin this, cookin that Killin this, flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive killin this shit Yeah, Ive hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this Let me tell you bout the young man Matter of fact, Ima let Push tell that Tell you bout the old man Had a change of heart and then fell back Old man lived a long life Walked around with a long knife You aint cut the white like Jesus That Colombiana, thats mi hermanos Look at the flick of that wrist Im feelin like Leonardo Let me paint a picture, I might need a bottle On the road to success, I could feel the throttle That Michelangelo, hundreds in the envelope Tight shit when I write shit And that old man had a change of heart Wish he knew it back from the start like goddamn Looked around, seen his wife on the ground Military bussin bullets all over the whole compound Soon as he seen it, I swear it, I mean it, my members go quicker than vamonos He dead, she dead, he in jail Everyone fallin like dominoes Yeah, Ive been killin this shit Yeah, Ive been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive been flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this Yeah, Ive been killin this shit Yeah, Ive been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive been flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this Yeah, Ive been, yeah Ive been killin this, killin this shit Yeah, Ive been flickin that, flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been killin this, cookin that Killin this, flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive killin this shit Yeah, Ive hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this Simple logic Clockwise, counterclockwise, realest nigga in the top five Other four aint rap niggas, Im just reppin for the blow side Yuugh, thats coastlines, Panama for the boat rides Worth billions, and we aint even need Showtime Just money counters and kitchenwear Condo with a bitch in there Two scales and baggies, we got rich in there, woo! The Rollies been the trophy since Hawaiian Sophie Curry over Kobe, we shootin niggas Splash brothers with the coca, add in baking soda Goodfellas to my niggas all Ray Liottas Shades of blue, I aim at you Let the sky fall, let it rain on you Yeah, Ive been killin this shit Yeah, Ive been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive been flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this Yeah, Ive been killin this shit Yeah, Ive been hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive been flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this Yeah, Ive been, yeah Ive been killin this, killin this shit Yeah, Ive been flickin that, flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive been killin this, cookin that Killin this, flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive killin this shit Yeah, Ive hard in the paint, not a single assist Yeah, Ive flickin that wrist Yeah, Ive cookin that shit, now they fuckin with this49Embed

Growing Pains III Lyrics Bruh, yo Guess who I met last night, man You know your land-, land chick? The fuck Oh, yeah, man Now that chick bad last night , bruh She just run up on me like, Yo Nah mean? We talkin and shit- We gotta-we gotta stay- Oh, we heard man It was cool, opp , you know, got crazy, so I had to let em out Crazy thing that I heard, the homie say he ran around the corner from here Right around the corner, nah mean? Nah mean? Sort that new life, he should look out Okay If somethin go down, man, we ready, man, aint- and we ready, the whole hood ready damn, oh shit!- Go, go, go-! go-! Uh, yeah, outside I can hear em bussin, bussin And the police they rushin Go to my head like concussion Id rather not have this discussion My mind racing for the elevation of the toxic in my blood Where my mind, don’t know now But I know where it was I need Nikki, where is Nikki? Baby girl, please come and get me Now I’m old and shit is trippy, but I know that God is with me This that baby mama drama Give a fuck about a man, I know Ima Be there for my son, talking with my sister, it begun End of the month, that’s the worst of the month But the first of the month put the weed in the blunt That welfare check, check Won’t ever bounce like my daddy did But I’m glad he did cause it made me strong Made me help somebody with this song Paint the picture of my life Growing up what it was like Section 8, grab a plate Food for thought, gravitate Food stamps, Social Services tryna take me away My mama locked up, I pray to God that I see her today Maybe not, maybe so; West Deer Park, that’s all I know Just me and my homies, people that know me Only ones that know Around my way Living day by day Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs Five-O with them K-9s Manhunt when its game time They was robbing the ice cream man in broad day Now I’m running from the police Don’t know how, but I got away Selling weed to my homies And a girl in the building that know me At 15, such a fiend, for the shit, that I seen All my homies smoking green, fucking bitches, sipping lean It was king, it was cool, seemed like something I should do Such a youngin, such a fool Now I’m breaking into school Cause my homie told me to What to do, what would you? When will I lose my anonymity And become one with the enemy? Tell me, would I be the enemy? Feel like nobody in front of me I can feel the vibe Bobby, what are you thinking? What are you dreaming about? Bobby, what’s inside? What are you thinking right now? What are you thinking? Go to sleep I guess maybe I was thinking things would be different now Cause when I wake up, my dreams fade Everything cascade In this vanilla sky, I feel like David Aames Why must I open my eyes? I wish I could stay asleep forever Attain every goal I wanted and watch it repeat forever Will it happen? Maybe never Maybe so, I got to know—but tell me why, uh I picture myself at the top but I know that I’m dreaming Will I wake up before I finally confront all my demons? Maybe not—All I know is this life I live I can’t live it no longer Wish I was stronger, wish that I could survive Turn on the TV, let it wash my brain Pretend that family’s my family to avoid the pain Hello children, how was school? It was good, how bout you? I love you , I love mama too Are you ready for dinner? I’m able to set the table Til I snap out the fable when that TV turn off And I realize I’m back in hell Logic has recorded 1700 songs in the span of his 10 years as an MC. However, only just over 150 have been released to the public...111Embed

The Incredible True Story Lyrics Get em! Living life on the East Coast Way back in the day trying to beat most Anybody that wanna do what I do Well let me keep it one hunnid with you It aint about that; aint about Hip Hop, aint about Rap Take a minute, hold up, wait, now use your cap Chicago, know Ima snap Nah, this aint no basic rap And so they wonder who am I—so high I said they wonder who am I—so high Back again, never outside so Im acting in I laugh again when they dont understand What I mean, bias; everybody seen by us Everybody wanna live a life like this Man fuck that, do whats good for your family Make music like theres no Grammy For that last line, they might ban me I dont give a fuck though Cause I am me, from Beijing to Miami Ima just do what I do with my crew Ain’t no telling what Im finna do But I promise that Ima keep writing for you And I know what to do, everything right here for you Only for you, depending on what you gon do Its all for you—its all for you Who am I—so high I said they wonder who am I—so high Let me take this time to find the rhyme And know that Im the only one To find the one, the time is done Beyond the sky, beyond the sun There is no one besides the only one And you know I gotta let em know If you love it, let it go At an all-time low and all I know is, all I know I do what I love, came from below and then rose up above Created a world no one has been to Everything that Im into, everything that Ive been through Bring it back like, let it shine like a Bat Light Reminiscing on that night, gotta take flight Everybody probably wonder what Im living like In the middle of the night, I might write Despite what they say is right and wrong Despite they wonder Who am I—so high I said they wonder who am I—so high Wed like to be painters, wed like to be poets. Wed like to be writers, but as everybody knows—we cant earn any money that way. What do you want to do? When we finally got down to something which the individual says he really wants to do, I will say to him you do that—and uh—forget the money. If you say that getting the money is the most important thing, you will spend your life completely wasting your time... Youll be doing things you dont like doing in order to go on living, that is to go on doing things you don’t like doing, which is stupid! It is absolutely stupid! Better to have a short life that is full of what you like doing than a long life spent in a miserable way. And after all, if you do really like what you’re doing, it doesnt matter what it is—somebody is interested in everything—anything you can be interested in, you will find others who are... But, its absolutely stupid to spend your time doing things you dont like and to teach our children to follow in the same track. See, what we are doing is, is were bringing up children and educating them to live the same sort of lives we are living—in order that they may justify themselves and find satisfaction in life, by bringing up their children, to bring up their children, to do the same thing. So, its all retch and no vomit—it never gets there. Therefore, its so important to consider this question... What do I desire? The Incredible True Story And Transformation of the Man Who Saved the World Surface contact in 400 meters... 300 meters... 200 meters... Time of day is 6:28 Constant Meridian 328 feet... Oxygen: 100% Temperature is 17 degrees Celsius Man... what are the chances that theres some big-ass creature out there thats going to eat us? 100% Fuck... Clear skies— Kai, which Tarantino film do you think Logic liked best? I would definitely have to probably have to say Kill Bill 114 feet— Man, stylistically hes like—what’s the name of that bitch? The lead character? I forgot her name, but hes like that bitch—with like some Kung-Fu shit hes like with his raps. Its fucking crazy! You know in—in Pulp Fiction I mean—the way Tarantino constructed his shots, its the same feel for me with his raps you know? Theres thought behind it... No, I could see that, I could see that but... But nah man, fuck that man! Kill Bill was the shit!! Especially like knives throwing and dodging and shit—and then fucking hot chicks fucking fighting each other and cutting each others heads off! What the fuck is that?! Yeah, fuck it— Prepare for surface landing! Youre right, hot chicks and Kung-Fu, cant beat that... Yeah, cant beat that at all... Surface contact in: 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1! Are you ready for this? Are you? Wait, wait—whats that sound? Life...50Embed

Yuck Lyrics My name is Paul Rothenberg, Attorney of Law... And I hereby ratify and confirm that Logic is motherfucking paid Cant nothin stop me, Im on a roll Always on time cause my eyes is on my Rollie-olex I dont trust nobody, oh no I dont trust nobody, put my homies on the payroll Fuck with me now or youll never know If you werent with me, in the beginning, you get no love My name Bobby Tarantino Logic aint here right now, leave a message if you want, ho Hold it, bring it back, uh, Ima call you back, uh Too busy countin stacks, uh Pickin up the slack I was born in the trap , chains on, cooked crack Logic never wanna flex, but Bobby finna bring the facts Put my city on the map, fuck with the gang, get attacked It aint a thing, RattPack, nobody know about that Bitch, I been gunnin, comin for the throne And I know that they talking, cant fuck with the tone Talkin shit bout Logic, I never respond Ill let success talk, cause a word of advice: More achievements for yourself and less talk Cats beef with Logic, yeah, they prayin I respond If I ever did, I dead you in this game with no respawn Peace, love, and positivity, thats all I want with you But you push the issue cause I give you more press than your publicist could ever get you Hell nah, fuck rap, fuck beef Anyone that hate me, I wish you success I wish you look in the mirror and ask yourself why you suppressed The feelins of self-hatred that you want project on me Bet if I never picked up the mic, then we might be homies But you jealous, you look at my life and you feel envy Constantly comparing yourself to me and feel empty Most people that dont fuck wit me aint never shook my hand Im a good man, yeah, I love myself I know who I am, yeah, I love myself They dont understand But no matter what happen you know that– Cant nothing stop me, Im on a roll Always on time cause my eyes is on my Rollie-olex I dont trust nobody, oh no I dont trust nobody, put my homies on the payroll Fuck with me now or youll never know, uh If you werent with me, in the beginning, you get no love My name Bobby Tarantino Logic aint here right now, leave a message if you want, ho Hi! Its uh—Logic? Hi, sorry. Its Elton John calling you! Um, I hope you dont mind me getting you on your mobile–or not getting on your mobile, but I was just, uh—congratulating you first of all on your performance at the Grammys and then I was asking you—I was gonna ask you if youd like to do something for me, and I will ring you back later and see—and talk about it, thanks!70Embed

Lord Willin’ Lyrics Okay now, this how Im feeling, lately Im like the villain Cause while they on that other shit I been posted, out here chillin Lord willin, Ill survive, but not like that 9 to 5 You know this that shit that you bumpin In your whip while you drive Ive been living life and I hope that you do the same Cause if you aint doing what you love, its only you to blame Come on Ive been through the game Bout time that they know my name Numb it down for the pain, this music my Novocaine Lord willin we overcame, its time to get over man Ive been around the world and back And I swear its all the same And what I learned; a prophet dont do it for the profit Gon get off it, check the topic Watch me drop it, can you top it? I dont know Ive been at it on the low Never did it like this here before But Im still here and I just hope Ill make a difference, make a killin, Lord willin Lord willin, make a difference Lord willin—uh, Lord willin I tell em, Hold on And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again And I tell em, Hold on I dont understand whats happening And so I tell em, Hold on And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again And I tell em, Hold on I dont understand whats happening So I tell em— I guess Im back at it; I aint done, I aint had it If I was underground before then this is me in my attic For this rap shit Im an addict, but cant fuck with that dramatic Ive been busting my ass, they probably think its automatic Yes sir, Ive done this shit before Like your baby momma momma Ima tell em like it is, Ima tell em like it is Life aint picture perfect, we use the negatives to develop Im well up, Im way up Nothing but net, fuck the layup, Im way up Bitches losing calories out here jumping to conclusions Cant fuck with they delusions, Im on that 101 cruisin Okay, way back in the day I rap in a way But no not quite like this, living like that In a way, guess you could say made me wanna write like this Not quite like this, on my level, Im unique and Im a rebel Like you listening? I hope that youre listening This feel like its summertime; waiting for the bus Number nine, through the city all alone Not a worry, not your phone We just vibing, maybe flying round the world Man, I hope you see the world And all your dreams will unfurl Just dont never cash your pearl Go out there and make a livin, take this advice that Im givin Make a difference, make a killin, make a killin, Lord willin Lord willin, make a difference Lord willin, Lord willin I tell em, Hold on And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again And I tell em, Hold on I dont understand whats happening And so I tell em, Hold on And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again And I tell em, Hold on I dont understand whats happening So I tell em—65Embed

Slave II Lyrics East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows Everyone knows, everyone knows East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows Everyone knows, everyone knows Tell me what you know about forty days, forty nights No lights, all for this Tell me what you know about sleeping outside No ride in the wintertime, all for this Tell me what you know about commas in the bank Lookin in the mirror, yeah, I did all of this X you out, you get solved with this Everybody know I... Im a slave Im a slave You a slave You a slave Im a slave for this shit Im a slave You a slave Im a slave You got to slave for this shit Walk inside of Def Jam Step on the president table and dap em up with the left hand Cause Im countin money with the right In a different city every night And Im sellin records like its white Its another day, another flight Paris in the morning, L.A. at night What a beautiful sight Now tell me who be fuckin with me, alright? Everybody know Im livin this life Everyone know I got the baddest wife This shit right here, everybody gonna like Hold up, I know what I, know what I like Tell me why everybody in the pipe Cause Im the only one doin it right Im a rap genius like Rob Markman Spent a couple of million on my new apartment Down in Manhattan, thats a multi-million dollar view And I got it from rappin Damn everyone nappin on the boy, heh, shit Im not a mad rapper, but what? Im angrier than Kanye Angrier than Kanye when he talkin about clothes Thats a fashion line And my last album went number one So what that mean? I did better than you, you, you Sold way more than that pop bitch And I dare Def Jam to drop this I just drop hits Check the Instagram fam I got fifty-thousand people in the crowd, singin out loud Every word, thats every lyric You can hate, shit, just stop actin like you dont hear it This shit right here for the party That album that comin, thats shit for the spirit, woo! 5-0 triple-045Embed

Overnight Lyrics Yeah, maybe this should just be the intro, like this Thats it, squad, bitch All these bad bitches say they love me, I already know Check the- check the bling thats on my finger cause Im married, ho There he go, everybody know that boys pockets is swole Whats good? That sound familiar, never been here befo Life good, cause I just got quoted two hundred a show Oh no, oh no, two hundred a show Overnight, all this money that Ive been makin, I gave it right back To all of the people that made me, you know we like that Dont know why your bitch wanna date me, but I cant fight that Guess you aint done shit for her lately, not on the right track If I think that shit sound good, I gotta write that Weed man knockin on the door, Ill be right back Pass the shit to 6ix, watch him light that Hit the studio, record the shit, then mix the shit, then master it And then we do the show and they recite that Bitch, Im right back, told em bout my life, told em bout my life Told em I was broke as fuck too many nights Now I see my name up on so many lights, but everybody prolly think this shit done happen–happen–happen Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin the streets like they trap over–over–overnight People think this how this shit happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin the streets like they trappin and burnin Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel All they ever do is hate the boy, but now they know the name Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel All they ever do is hate the boy, but now I run the game Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel You can hate now all you want, but shit wont ever be the same Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel You can hate me, but Im not the reason that your life is lame Tell me, is it really so hard? Really so hard, to be a good person? Tell me, is it really so hard? Really so hard, to stop acting like a bitch? I treated everybody with respect and now Im rich I treated everybody with respect Maybe you got issues with your daddy, doe Maybe you was bullied back in high school Maybe you are just a tool Maybe youre the reason, youre the reason The reason I dont fuck with nobody, and Maybe youre the reason, youre the reason The reason I came up with nobody, and Maybe youre the reason, youre the reason Everybody think this right here happened Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin the streets like they trap over–over–overnight People think this how this shit happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin the streets like they trappin and burnin down, shit43Embed

YSIV Lyrics Its that Young Sinatra IV shit right here Its been like 10 years Here we go Visualizin and realizin my life is fuckin crazy Poppin like JAY-Z, Dirty Dancin on the game like Swayze Im one of the illest and bitch Ive been ready to kill it, its so amazing Bitch, Ive been blazin, Im talkin grass, I aint talkin grazing They just hit the tape while I sip scotch Let the haters kick rocks, my shit is tip-top I never flip-flop, why? Cause my soul too strong Did this all on my own, cause waiting took too long The flow sophisticated All these youngins do is whine like they inebriated Im hated, but yeah, thats how you know I made it Im one of the illest, Im one of the realest, Im ready to kill this The people, they feel us, me and my team made millions But you know we still us Thats why they wanna kill us, thats why they wanna kill us RattPack, real all the time, we never phony Im single-handedly running the game like a Sony While the rest of these rappers is acting Pass em the Tony, pass em the Oscar From the new school rappers, yeah Im the illest on the roster Smoke like a rasta Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob Marley These racist motherfuckers hate that last line Probably haters on the internet aint got nothing to bargain Said Id never make it, bitch, I just sold out the Garden Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we sip scotch Like Sinatra, screamin, Motherfuck the cops They say they want the old Logic, the one that flow like a faucet Im still the same me, they just dont believe it like they agnostic If I spit over the boom-bap, then they perceive it as nostalgic But the truth is, my subject matter has been the same And my production selection is still flame But they love you on the come up cause you aint tainted by fame And you still they little secret Thats the type of bullshit that they frequent From 19, to 2019, been murderin this shit for a decade From the boom-bap to the trap, I let my shits cascade So whats the dealy? Pass the Phillie, get silly, thats on the really We snappin like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, Im talkin achilles Try to play me like I aint me, but I provided all the deets Who you know worth 50 million, still rappin on break beats? From Nasty Nas, Big-L, Tribe, The Roots, and many more Of course we could never forget Biggie and young Shakur Fuck the police, no we aint fuckin with Al Pastor Im the bastard that mastered the flow, I said it once before fa sho While 6ix produce the kicks from the soul, you already know Fuck these youngins talking outta they ass with no class Im here to school em This that real shit, Im never foolin Im killin these squares, we call it a massacre I got the bread, but these fuckers need the dough like a baker The legends above me love me like the RZA, like Nas, like Jay Cause I mastered the flow from back in the day Respected by my peers from Drizzy to Cole to Kenny Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty Yeah, Im loved by many, and only hated by a little Now I think its time to switch to lyricism, peep the riddle I was born in mint condition, Im everybodys lifes mission All right, listen, put me round your neck and I might glisten The ultimate connect, Ill get you anything you need From good credit to good weed I can make any woman succeed Control you with a heart of greed Along with anybody thats in need, Ill make em beg and plead Im in the pocket of mafia crime lords and presidents Without me, theyll evict you from your residence Hov wrote about me on Dead Presidents, never irrelevant Not a soul on earth would love me if I werent me No matter what year Im in, Im current, see? People that have me, yeah, they powers so immense But people without me, make no sense, god damn Yeah, the world revolve around me, the law evolve around me The shit people do to get a piece of me astound me Blood stains my face when drug deals go wrong Im given to the greatest athletes when they go long You could put me in check But Im still laughing all the way to the bank Im the reason that the Titanic sank Im always there for you, yeah, when it comes down to the wire And some people even tuck me away til they retire I usually come around on the first and fifteenth If you owe me to somebody then theyll leave you beneath People go crazy when they feel me In the Middle East they drill me If you let your guard down, then some peoplell steal me I knew these two dudes thats always been homies since fifth grade Always schemin on the block, selling crack to get paid Now they never graduated, thought that shit a charade Only thing on they mind that wasnt me was get laid Then one day, they had a falling out on the block See, one thought the other one had been stealing his rock Cause he coulda sworn he had more weight in his stock Pulled out the Glock and his homie yelled, Stop! But before he had the chance to pull the trigger Oh shit here come the cops They saw the gun and blew them both away Now theres two more kids dead in the street all before twenty Over me, the most important thing to man: money Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we get high Cause you never know when youre gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die, thats why we sip scotch Like Sinatra, screamin, Motherfuck the cops We just some motherfuckin kids We just some motherfuckin kids We love and m -iss you, Mac For those of yall who dont know man, Mac is the whole reason that I started doing this Young Sinatra shit. I remember I loved Lord Finesse, all the shit he did with DITC, Diggin in the Crates. Hip to the Game, one of like—one of the illest beats ever and I remember when Mac flipped that shit for Kool-Aid and Frozen Pizza—I thought it was the dopest shit man. Mac showed me that I could just do it all on my own—me and all my boys, all my homies— and if it wasnt for him killing that beat I would have never got on that beat for my very first mixtape Young Broke and Infamous. Damn... thats like 2010. And I titled the track Young Sinatra. And that was the birth of all this shit. So, thank you, I appreciate you, love you and miss you, yeah Yeah, we just some motherfuckin kids31Embed

Driving Ms Daisy Lyrics Somewhere this shit done got crazy Ive just been drivin Ms. Daisy With my hands on the steering wheel And my eyes on the pavement I give a fuck bout where they went I owe my lawyer a payment They talkin bout no arraignment Now I wonder where the rain went I just been all in my mind, homies tell me Im stressin I been countin whats on my bucket list And not on my blessings I think its time for a lesson, hold up , you better pay attention I-I-I cant end up like my mama poppin anti-depressants My therapist think Im crazy Well, shit, she probably does All that stress Im under, I wonder why I dont do drugs Raised in a household full of killers and thugs Shit, Ive been in doubt so long, dont know who I was But I know who I am Yes, I know who I is Please pardon my grammar, Daisy vibin with this Ive just been drivin Uh-uh, nah-nah, da-da-da, la-da-da-da Ive just been drivin Uh-uh, nah-nah, da-da-da, la-da-da-da I just been drivin Miss Daisy Uh-uh, nah-nah, nah-nah, uh, uh, ah-da-da I just been drivin Miss Daisy Uh-uh, nah-nah, nah-nah, uh, uh, ah-da-da Ive just been drivin Miss Daisy Uh-uh, nah-nah, nah-nah, uh, uh, ah-da-da Ive just been drivin Miss Daisy Uh-uh, nah-nah, nah-nah, uh, uh, ah-da-da That Bino the realest This beat made me kill it Her feet to the ceiling, she said that she love me She never said that in college, 3005 is our mileage Im in my lane like a Prius, because Im movin in silence You still aint broke down yet? All the flashing lights and a couple Crown Vics Wanna rock a crown and a ring on the left Tell your nigga speed up, she dont wanna get left Relationships look closer in that rear view Finally slow it down and realize she aint nowhere near you So now you gotta stop , park Put that shit in neutral Yeah, you really love her, but is she worth yo future? Your Ciara, your Beyoncé, they be sayin he got money Think that Kim be wit Kanye if he left drive in the driveway? Yeah, I know who you are, yeah, I know who you is We were drivin together, when we met we were kids You aint know bout the biz, I aint know bout it either I see you in that new ride, I flash my lights when I see you I just be drivin Uh-uh, nah-nah, da-da-da, la-da-da-da I just been drivin Uh-uh, nah-nah, da-da-da, la-da-da-da I just been drivin Miss Daisy Uh-uh, nah-nah, nah-nah, uh, uh, ah-da-da I just been drivin Miss Daisy Uh-uh, nah-nah, nah-nah, uh, uh, ah-da-da I just been drivin Miss Daisy Uh-uh, nah-nah, nah-nah, uh, uh, ah-da-da I just been drivin Miss Daisy Uh-uh, nah-nah, nah-nah, uh, uh, ah-da-da Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, da-da Turn left on West Deer Park Doing 90 on the highway We gon do it my way I said, 90 on the highway, we gon do it my way Uh, I said, 90 on the high, 90 on the high, ah-da-da 90 on the high, 90 on the high, ah-da-da I just been drivin Miss Daisy I just been drivin Miss Daisy I just been drivin Miss Daisy I just been drivin Miss Daisy 142Embed

Young Sinatra III Lyrics Various women, Im swimming in, like a shark Hip-hop heads never die, we multiply then dominate Cmon this sound, it had to come from somewhere, right? Uh, yeah Various listeners is wishing us death Dont give a damn, Im reppin Young Sinatra till my last breath Easily my darkest confession is lyrical aggression Through indiscretion that triggers anti-depression When addressin my profession in every session The fact that Im alive is such a blessing Sippin wine while these honeys undressin What Im about to say is highly confidential And in the music industry today, very essential So bust out your pencil, you can do it on your own Stop thinking that these labels is the ones that put you on Lets change the topic, whos your favorite rapper? Im the top pick, ha The flow is elegant, never irrelevant How many times must I say this? Cock back and spray this, never delay this I pray this, reaches the masses And spread like cancer on they asses Now allow me to catch wreck, bust rhymes like Tech Put me in your box and I destroy the deck I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God, Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God, Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra Whipin through Cabo in a Murcielago Dodging paparazzi with the finest dime I met in Chicago The baddest Bobbysoxer that you ever seen, reppin my team We real all the time, so my squad keen, bing Dave, its me Sinatra and my boy Dean The way we I cant believe there isnt a Sheen And pregnant women listen and they give birth to a fiend I spit narcotic epidemic all up in your genes In laymans terms, I disperse a verse you never seen Assassinate rappers the moment that they intervene While you in the alley playing dice Im in the yacht contemplating plans for the next diamond heist Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs I study every part of they mind and make my rhyme better than yours Elevated by being hated, sleeping on the brother like they heavily sedated Some say Im one in a million, I say Im one of a kind Only cocky when I rhyme, Im Muhammad in his prime I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God, Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra I used to bust tables, now I bust rhymes That buck that bought a bottle I swear to God, Im the reincarnated Young Sinatra Yo, address the mic and start spillin like I hit the vein Back in the day they used to sleep on me like Tryptophan Touchdown now the city screamin my name I flow gunshots and break fingers just to shift the pain Whoever hate ‘em, I levitate em like David Blaine Black Ops state of mind, play the game like campaign Bumpin Santana in the finest Copacabana In Havana with a honey by the name of Hannah Wearing nothing but a bandanna Pussy wetter than Louisiana You know the deal, peace to Miilkbone, I keep it real Flyer than a man of steel, motherfucker how you feel, Its Logic I woke up early on my born day, I’m 20, it’s a blessing The essence of adolescence leaves my body Now I’m fresh and my physical frame is celebrated Cause I made it one quarter through life Some Godly-like thing created Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puffs from My skull cause it’s pain in my brain, vein, money maintain Don’t go against the grain, simple and plain55Embed

Hallelujah Lyrics So, here we go, here we go Am I ready? Are you ready? Are they ready? Are we ready? I don’t know, I don’t know What do I know? I know you need to Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind I’m like hallelujah! Praise God, almighty, the most high Alpha and omega in the sky I’m like hallelujah! Praise God, almighty, the most high Alpha and omega in the sky, Im like Made in the image of God With a blunt in my mouth and a bitch on the side Hold up, wait a minute my life need a massage Happy ending with a money menage Me, dirt broke, that’s a money mirage Runnin my city like I’m the Wizard of Oz Everybody wanna know what I devise Everybody wanna know, yeah Got a new vision, everybody listen Fuck around I got a new religion What it is, what it isn’t, all of that revision Get the fuck up out that prison It’s obvious the body is the cracker The worse it is, what hurts it is, the blacker Everybody actin like the brain don’t matter Mind over matter unless we talkin brain matter Actin like you never seen a ass way fatter Bitch way badder, mind in the gutter Food for thought, yeah that’s the plan with the butter Talkin shit, ya get hit like what up? I just wanna do it but I can’t World wanna tell me what I ain’t Far from a saint, come now just let that boy paint Let a mothafucka like this live Yeah, lemme show em what I gotta give Let a mothafucka like this live, like, like Made in the image of God, can you feel the vibe? Mothafucka is you ready to ride? Is you ready to die? Like B.I.G. the V.I.P The greatest of all time, I’ll be Ali See, I be The cost of livin, it ain’t free See, the tab on me Feelin’ like the man got tabs on me Wonder if I only had rags on me Would ya love me, want me? Here with this, I know Funny thing is I don’t even know All I get to have and all I have to give Is what my God will give Yeah, lemme show em what I gotta give Let a mothafucka like this live, like, like I’m like hallelujah! Praise God, almighty, the most high Alpha and omega in the sky I’m like hallelujah! Praise God, almighty, the most high Alpha and omega in the sky I’m like Hold up, wait a minute Know my mind been goin like whoa, ayy I been thinkin, prayin, hopin, dreamin it won’t go away I know my mind alright, I know, ayy I know my mind alright, do you know a way? Your way, do it your way Do it your way, do it This is beyond the flesh, this is beyond the flesh This is from the soul and for the soul This is for all my brothers and sisters, for all my children This is for every race This is for every color, every creed Music does not discriminate, music is made to assimilate Black is beautiful, black is beautiful, and so are you Strollin down the highway, I’m strollin And I was strollin down the highway Strollin, strollin, strollin, strollin I was strollin down the highway With my mind ablaze Strollin down the highway For days and days Strollin down the highway With my mind ablaze Strollin down the highway For days and days and days and days Hello? I know, I know, I’m supposed to been home, I’m coming Just, I’m on my way home, every time I’m on my way there right now, okay? Oh shit! Life, what’s it all about? What? Wait, where am I? The space between spaces Beyond time and existential intelligence Forget, fuck all the hippy shit, where am I? What’s the last thing you remember, Atom? I was in the store, I bought some smokes I came outside, the phone rang, I... How do you know my name?! You were walking home from work when you died Died? Dead? I’m dead? I’m dead?! It wasn’t an act of courage or bravery, but it was your time What do you mean it’s my time? What? I got... What about Vanessa? What about the baby? Your wife and son? You see, that’s what I like to hear You find out you’re dead and the first thing you worry about is others Man, answer me, what about my family? What’s going on with Vanessa? They’re doing just fine You see, your wife was cheating on you Wait, wait, the bitch did what?! And even though she loved you dearly She was a bit relieved you would never find out Wait, what the fuck you mean she cheated on me? How you gon tell me I’m dead then gon tell me my wife cheated on me?! Atom, none of that matters now Walk with me Wait, what is this? Is this...Is this heaven? No Well, I don’t see no pitchforks Little red people runnin around It ain’t too hot up in here so I guess this ain’t hell either I think the easiest way to describe it, this white void Is to look upon it as a waiting room So...are you God? Yes, I’m God43Embed

America Lyrics Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick Fight the power, fight the power Fight for the right to get up and say fuck white power Everybody come and get up, get on And no matter what you fighting for I promise that it’ll live on Like make America great again Make it hate again Make it white Make everybody fight Fuck that Street’s disciple My raps are trifle I shoot slugs from my brain just like Cobain And everybody wonder why the world insane Why the world insane Why the world insane Why the world insane Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick The world going mad over one drug Im filling up a bag at the gun club In the shadow of a nation that it once was All this false information Ima unplug, young blood It is not love, up at TrumpThugs, dot gov The man in the high castle in a hot tub We locked in a pine casket, its botched up Like plastic surgery, classic perjury The way they can plead the fifth to the 13th And stop to search me, controversy Them boys in the klansmen hoods is thirsty but hey motherfucker Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick Young blood, it takes another look and feel Slap that fear monger at that wheel Olive branches in the arrow seal Alternative facts mean to lie and steal Gotta to go to ban the whole Refugee population from the land they stole In the name of the government Rich white man while the rest be suffering Run from the locked down borders Ain’t like Flint ain’t got clean water Dirty politics never come clean Can yall believe this shit in 2017? Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my dick George bush dont care about black people 2017 and Donald trump is the sequel so Shit, Ill say what Kanye wont Wake the fuck up and give the people what they want Man its all love but the youth is confused Your music is 20/20 but them political views Is blurred I aint trying leave ya name slurred Cause honestly I idolize you on everything, my word But I gotta say what need be said Cause I aint fuckin with that hat, with the colors that’s white and red I know some people wish I’d act white instead Say I’d use my pigment as a manifestation to get ahead Fuck that, everything I do, I do it right To teach the people that they have the power to fight And not with semi automatic bullets in the night So everybody, everywhere, listen to this fact Nobody treated equally, especially the black If you don’t get it the first time, bring it back Now, everybody gotta fight for equal rights Cause the richest people in the whole world equal whites To make it happen though we gon need patience And not violence, giving hospitals more patients now Dont burn down the mom and pop shop Im just as angry another person got shot Don’t be angry at the color of they skin Just be happy that as a people we could begin again, and I’ma tell you what I need right now I’ma tell you what we all need I need my people of color... Don’t run from Trump, run against him Hey mothafucka I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick Ohh, hands up for the 5-0 Oh, ohh, hands up for the 5-0 I been in the cut, liquor in my cup, 38 tuck I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a damn I just wanna live, I just wanna eat But I gotta do it for the hood, do it, do it for the street, uh Dope in the trunk Creepin out the cut 9 by the gut Never get enough I don’t give a fuck Stupid mothafuckas move backwards Mastered the hustle Something in the duffle for you bastards Grind over chatter Cheese on my mind like a packer Only thing that matter, bitch scatter You in my way, about to spray, the A-K Middle of the day, like that shit’s okay Never had a job, never had a education Only know probation Never had a job never had a education Yeah, I never had chance in this world, I never had one No, I never had a chance in this world, I was labeled a bad one Yeah, yeah, yeah Now send the blacks back to Africa Build a wall for the Mexicans Send the whites back to Europe Give the land to the Native American Take the skyscraper Tear down the casino Print your own paper And bear down on the gringo Take the skyscraper Take the skyscraper Tear down the casino Tear down the casino Print your own paper Print your own paper And bear down on the gringo And bear down on the, down on the, down on the Take the skyscraper The skyscraper Tear down the casino Tear down the casino Print your own paper Print your own paper And bear down on the gringo Bear down on the, down on the... Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my Hey mothafucka, I’m real as shit Everything I’m talkin bout real as shit Aw yeah, I’m back in this bitch And you don’t gotta like it but get off my54Embed

Paradise Lyrics Chuch, yeah Now this that— Yeah, yeah Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious I wonder where is this, hold up Get the fuck out my business, show enough We roll up then load up Just a bastard born out of wedlock Close to the Earth like a dreadlock Got my sites on deadlock Visions of my enemy in a headlock Feel like Im livin in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble Just a youngin in trouble Took a shot and then made it a double Took a shot and then made it a double This that food for thought, my school aint taught me good No ingredients in my hood But a tablespoon of this baking soda Gon make it good, like it should Thats ignant isnt it, hold up wait Now take a look at my pigment Tell me again, we can never be kin Based on the color of my skin Matter of fact your lips aint thin Thats a club I dont wanna be in My DNA get done integrated My God its innovative Thats a million miles away from administrative I fuckin hate it, anyway— Long ago, way back in the day in a place called West Deer Park I was like 5, sit in my mama lap while she would drive Police would knock on the door, I would hide Then they would talk to me and I would lie Hopin I, dont die on this side of a .45 Then they would handcuff my mama and take her away Over down on the driveway Fast forward a couple of years and Im bumpin that Sade Fast forward a couple of more and Im bumpin that My Way By Sinatra, so high, so high, oh my, God damn Now Im a grown man, oh man What the fuck done happened to the plan I know, as soon as I write this I might just go crazy Anything but lazy, I cant sleep Cause if I do, theres another motherfucker Wide awake on the creep tryna kill you and he will too We livin like civilized people, but far from equal I hope I live a long life and get to see my sequel My son, my seed watch him grow and then watch him lead Let me proceed, bumpin that Californication, by the Red Hot Fuck around and then hit em with a red dot Yall better not me fuckin with me Who, him? Yeah, me, I be the God MC Follow me to paradise Follow, follow me Follow me to paradise Follow me to paradise Follow, follow me Follow me to paradise I remember my life long ago in my adolescence I could feel the presence in my residence Hesitant even thought it was evident I should get the fuck— I know something is wrong Yeah, I know something is wrong Feel like my mind gone I know I play along, I might drown in this song Huh, Im so focused, huh, I know you know this Uh, when I make a move and feel like no one notice Uh, when I quit my job, uh, I fuckin noticed Shit maybe then Im noticed, huh, but maybe not Feel like this minimum wage is contagious So outrageous my age is on my mind Walking to work and I go blind Sippin on that Kool-Aid Gettin big wig money, thats toupée Look around and see people with no class Like snow on a school day Yall cant do what I do, do what I do Starin out this window like, like Erykah Badu Livin life how I do is crazy This shit never amaze me But I still let it phase me and I dont know why All I know is my mind racing A million miles a minute, the second Im in it Yeah, I be pacing, bitch Im back again Been here since way back when Now let that shit begin, yeah This album two but this song was written before the first My mind racing, Im sick of pacing, I feel the thirst Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise But it only makes it that much better when I rise This for the people that been through it and couldnt do it Had a vision but blew it, while haters screaming I knew it! This is real, so real The type of shit that make you feel like you gotta kill Most of these people will never hit fruition Paying tuition when they shouldve just listened their intuition Now they wishing they was switching up their lifestyle All alone with no one to dial Im just a man, I got problems Understand, this is all I ever wanted Yes, I do it for the fans and I aint perfect Ive questioned if this life was even worth it Cause all the people care about is what lies on the surface And my purpose is to do it like it aint never been done Always keep it real and remember where Im from, now This album two but this song was written before the first My mind racing, Im sick of pacing, I feel the thirst Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise But it only makes it that much better when I rise60Embed

Never Been Lyrics C-Sick Ive been workin like Ive never been I struggle every day but I just cant let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now What I know right now Id be better than Ive ever been, better than Ive ever been You ever wonder what it all really means? Heart full of dreams? I know Ima do it, go get it by any means Serving food for the thought like its rock to the fiends I said this shit for years boy, this life aint what it seems Sayin that you cant just solidifies you never will Said you would, said you could, but you aint got the skill You gotta climb the highest mountain to master the hill You gotta climb over your ego to master your will Gave up on your dreams for a suit and a pension God damn, I hope youre here for the intervention You say you would if you had the money Dont make me mention It dont cost nothin but time for you to pay attention Now dont get me wrong I know theres people out there hatin on ya And it feel like your self-esteem is breakin on ya All they ever seem to do is hate when you speak They spend seven days preyin on the weak I know the world sleepin on ya like a sedative Talk all you want about me homie, Ima let it live Hater this, hater that, say I sound repetitive Hatin in your blood, you was born to be negative Never been I struggle every day but I just cant let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now What I know right now Id be better than Ive ever been, better than Ive ever been This is dedicated to everyone that never made it And the people that persevered even though they was hated They had a dream and a vision that they follow like a religion But on the real, the road to success is prone to collision And every now and then something happens thats unexpected Like that newborn in your life cause you was fuckin unprotected And I swear nobody perfect, hell, I know I aint Yeah I know this verse is heaven sent but Im far from a saint Live a life with no complaints, tryna do just what I can Learn from my fathers mistakes and become a better man Now plant a seed and watch em grow, teach em everything I know Show him how to fight his battles and always go toe to toe And this I know cause I been high, low, right, wrong But I had to do it all just so I could write this song I spit knowledge like the listener is my only son And grip the mic like Im at war and its my only gun Sometimes this journey to the top can be a lonely one Yeah, and this victory lap a lonely run While my hometown screamin you the chosen one Tellin myself, dont choke, dont be the frozen one Ive been workin like Ive never been I struggle every day but I just cant let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now What I know right now Id be better than Ive ever been, better than Ive ever been Ive been workin like Ive never been I struggle every day but I just cant let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now What I know right now Id be better than Ive ever been, better than Ive ever been Ive been workin like Ive never been I struggle every day but I just cant let the devil in And if I knew back then what I know right now Id be better than Ive ever been, better than Ive ever been Um, you like that take? I like it Yeah, should I make it more surreal though, or... I think its good, hey Bobby run it!62Embed

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, cousin, brother from the other side? Well, I dont 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 these 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 ever 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, Im from the East I keep the peace, dont need a piece But I keep a piece, got it, capisce? That boy gon eat, this is a feast Once I release, Im 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? Logic cites Nujabes, MF Doom, RZA, and Kanye West as key inspirations behind his production style60Embed

I Am the Greatest Lyrics I am the greatest I am the greatest Fuck em, I will never love em; Im way up Bitch, you know I been above em; I stay up Steppin to me tryna talk it out Knowing goddamn well There aint a fucking thing to talk about Hol up, bring it back now That aint no way to react now You was talking all that shit But where its at now, huh? Where its at? Motherfuckers get no love Hol up, wassup; you get none Like wassup, motherfuckers get no love Hol up, from me, like wassup Motherfuckers get no love You, Hol up, wassup; get none Wassup, motherfuckers get no love, from me Okay now, what the fuck they talkin bout? Its like they never heard the words That came up out my mouth It’s like they just wanna discredit what I’m all about I be in the studio, the motherfuckers fallin out Yeah, you know we balling out, peace and love I represent all of the above You fuck bitches and get money, thats wassup Its all good, but all these people do not give a fuck And now I bet they bitchin cause my flow switchin Tryna tell me what to write, up on some fan-fiction Cant they just be happy I no longer have to face eviction? That Im livin out my life Im livin out my inner vision right now I be on my Big L braggadocios rap shit I could flow on anything from Premo to that trap shit Sellin out shows, Im on that shit Late night, dark night; crowd going batshit Motherfuckers get no love Hol up, wassup; you get none Like wassup, motherfuckers get no love Hol up, from me, like wassup Motherfuckers get no love You, Hol up, wassup; get none Wassup, motherfuckers get no love, from me From me Like wassup, like wassup I am the greatest76Embed

The Return Lyrics Satisfy Satisfy Yeah yeah, yeah Satisfy this hung-you Sinatra Big Pepe Satisfy Oh, you got the studio shoutout Satisfy You feelin good about yourself right now, huh? Satisfy this hung-you Hold up let me get up in it now Bitch, Im here to win it now L-O-G-I-C, Im feeling free, Im finna bring it now If you know the words, take a step back and sing it now Never thought Id have to, but I keep the windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi? Last time I said, it went viral, I dont fuck with nobody And I dont fuck with you, you, them, her and him too Cause dont none of yall know a fucking thing bout what I been through And all that superficial shit you love Im just not into And when it comes to gettin deep in this rap shit Ive been to Like the pussy, dont push me I aint no killer, but you know the rest You think I caught the holy spirit how Im feelin blessed Aint no contest at all this wack shit, it just aint no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to rest It aint no S on my chest but Im still gunnin While half of these motherfuckers still runnin Ive earned everything Ive attained and they steal from him Like goddamn, Im the motherfuckin man Used to call you a hater, you a motherfuckin stan Aint nobody built himself a brand like me I aint signed a shoe deal cause Im waitin for Nike To recognize all these youngins wanna be just like me Cut the check for twenty million right now and we might see Everybody rockin my kicks, preachin positivity I get up, I get up I get up, when Im down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough I get tough and when Im beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh I get up, when Im down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough I get tough and when Im beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh I get up Never address me as Robert less its bout that Dinero Far from a hero, I aint never saved my hoes Im not defined by these clothes, and zeros It dont matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep Cause in the end we all six feet deep Meanwhile, Ill be immortalized on this 6ix beat Flashbacks of havin visions way back in GBurg Every single one of my homies and me work Cuttin had to get up out it, make a hit, forget about it Youngin wit a dream but nobody gave a shit about it Ten years later, pick up a pen, write a hit about it And back then I thought Id be defined by how good I rhyme Not like these rappers with shit flows, but look good online Not made to feel bad for speakin bout this shit on my mind Or called a faggot, a nigger, a cracker who wish he was blacker I wish I could face my homophobic, racist attacker And smack the shit outta they ass as peaceful as possible Its highly improbable, its stoppable But still, way too many people feel how I feel Thats on the real, on the real, on the motherfuckin real I get up, when Im down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough I get tough and when Im beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh I get up, when Im down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough I get tough and when Im beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh Ayo motherfuck a Trump, said that shit on my last album but you wasnt tappin in Fuck a mumble lets make America rap again Industry dont give a fuck about rap or whats happenin Fuck a hypebeast, bitch, now who seein me? Nobody reports the music, this shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with headlines Preach that, go head boy now preach that Wash my hands of this negativity, word to Three Stacks So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the scene? Wu-Tang, get the cream, Sinatra gon reign supreme Open your mental, get out your feelins like dental This shit is consequential, lightin a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this shit wont be the same Fuck a rap beef, I promise I want all of yall to prosper But deep down you know its only gon be one Mufasa Im the king, fuck the bling, but just might make you kiss the ring All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed, I know it sting now Dont try to twist my words and turn that into some shit I love all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit Dropped my last shit, the whole wide world applauded it Game still aint give me my credits, so Ima audit it Im heartless like Kanye in 08 Yeah, thats word to NO I.D, now they all know who I be Im callin out Jay-Z to jump up on the track with me and smack the whole industry Show em what that real rap do The balls in your court, Hov, I hope to hear from Guru, woo!58Embed

Let Me Go Lyrics Watch my back, so I make sure Youre right behind me as before Yesterday, the night before tomorrow Dry my eyes so you wont know Dry my eyes so I wont show I know youre right behind me... Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Yeah, I know we seen a lot of shit whole time weve been together Thought we knew it all but just couldnt predict the weather I think about you and imagine a house and some kids And wonder if you found another and its all his See, baby girl, I know you love me even through the lies Cause honesty and truth is always found within your eyes Sometimes I see you when you love it but you fear it Cause you try your hardest to run But still feel me in your spirit, baby girl, I know you hear it My heart is calling for you tonight And even though the time is wrong I know the love is right Thats why theres so much emotion whenever I recite Anything about this angel that lost its sight Baby, you were my everything, but you playin games Fucking around got me feeling like blowin my brains But you aint worth the satisfaction Cause all you do is speak of love but never lead to action I used to count the days with you but now I just subtract them Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight You were my best friend but then you out me I never gave you a reason not to trust me but then you doubt me So in the end, it only shows that you dont give a fuck about me I know you hearing the emotion thats deep within this letter But I dont give a shit about what you think I write it so that the people can feel better That have gone through what Ive gone through Memories of a perfect love thats broken and haunt you And if you think I write this song to taunt you I dont want you I want the memory of who you were And what it was to wake up everyday And have an endless love with an angel from up above But now it would seem my baby girl has fallen And another path within my life is calling Cause I put everything below you Even my music, and when you left me, I didnt lose it I channeled deep within my emotions and used it My heart you broke it and bruised it So now I address this microphone and just ooze it Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Dont you let me go, let me go tonight Watch my back, so I make sure Youre right behind me as before Yesterday, the night before tomorrow Dry my eyes so you wont know Dry my eyes so I wont show I know youre right behind me...46Embed

Innermission Lyrics Sometimes I fantasize about traveling space and time I think about specific moments that I could rewind Not to redo it, but relive it, I could give it one more go, abide And truly understand the deeper things That I dont know about Now take a trip with me and vibe Im on this interstellar mission, is you down to ride? Hold up, I know this innermission feeling like the tribe Life is beautiful Im so lucky to be alive Im gonna take this moment right now Here and school them people I know deep in my heart everyone is created equal I truly wish that I could see the sequel of our people Truly wish that I could, check it, uh, yeah Now, when I hit the road and tour the world I see life different like this music shit just aint the world Brothers and sisters from different mothers and misters All different colors and creeds all come together for me Boy, Im blessed to be free, uh This is our time Still Im looking back, let me rewind This is our ride Dont let me lose my faith, let me rewind Doing 70 on this highway On the front of this bus, Im bustin my mind open Hopin these lyrics will keep me copin On the grind like copin, no time to bring the dope in But this Nyquil got me feeling lit Its been like 3 months since Ive been home Sometimes it feel like forever just how long I been gone Yeah, you know thats the shit that I been on You know I love it, feel like theres never enough of it Let me bring em back Chilling, watching Tarantino, we know Ive been on it forever My endeavor like a feature film Step into the realm of the realest, do you feel this? Im in it, my limit the chillest Let me bring em back, yo Yeah, I woke up early on my born, 25, its a blessing Progression everyday, lessons got me stressing But Im testing, reminiscing When I would listen to my intuition And now I made it, resurrecting Young Sinatra I created, Im elated It seem like everyones somehow related Letters back and forth from my homie Thats locked up in prison Doing 14, its been 5, I know my hearts with him Ive been so busy, it feel like forever since I hit him, man I think about how I wasnt shit when he went in What if the tables was turned And I was the one that been in, damn He said hes seen me in the magazine He said hes seen me on Fallon and Kimmel Thats been my dog from the kennel I never thought that out the millions watching, he was one It makes me reminisce about the times when we begun Skipping class with all of my homies on a constant search for who I was I rarely went to school, they wonder why and thats because My situation at home was alcoholics and drugs I never graduated, but I made it to the summit Dont get me wrong, so many times I thought that I would plummet Felt like I didnt have the heart and couldnt seem to stomach All of the beef around my way, I mean, I never wanted To live a life where all youre truly living is a lie I knew I always wanted more and so they wonder why I said they wonder why This is our time Still Im looking back, let me rewind This is our ride Dont let me lose my faith, let me rewind So what do you think about space? Um, space is called the galaxy... Do you know planets? What are—can you name some planets off? Yeah, theres a one named Saturn and Earth Mars—and the planet Paradise Youve never been there before? Um, no. I was little a long time ago with my mom riding in the coolest ship. My TV showed us where we are in space— But there was droid ships everywhere... Well, thank you for your time, sir I appreciate the interview...36Embed

Contra Lyrics Yeah, yeah The tunes on here? That shit sound good Bryson gotta hurry up and send me this verse Yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, Ive been blowin up Everyone showin up, where was you in the beginnin? I know that they showin up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin No, you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that Im livin Youve never been low enough Yeah, I was born at the bottom Everything Im given now Bitch, Ive been blowin up Everyone showin up, where was you in the beginnin? I know that they showin up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin No, you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that Im livin Youve never been low enough Yeah, I was born at the bottom Everything Im given now Bobby, tell me who really bout it Bitch, I doubt it, not a single person work harder than Bobby Just wrote a novel, starrin in a movie Built another business while you at the party Aint one to flex, but yeah Im finna flex I just parked that new i8 right next to the Audi Copped that G-Wagon right there for my shawty Yeah, now they know the name, yeah, they know Bobby Yeah, get it like, get it like, get it like, get it like me, nah Handout, palm up, you cannot get this shit here for free, nah Bobby done put in that work, you gon pay me a fee, nah I said Bobby been livin that life and you know, I said... Bitch, Ive been blowin up Everyone showin up, where was you in the beginnin? I know that they showin up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin No, you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that Im livin Youve never been low enough Yeah, I was born at the bottom Everything Im given now Bitch, Ive been blowin up Everyone showin up, where was you in the beginnin? I know that they showin up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin No, you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that Im livin Youve never been low enough Yeah, I was born at the bottom Everything Im given now Let that bitch breathe Most of these people cant never ever comprehend all the shit that Ive seen I am polite than a mothafucka, but when I grip that mic I get mean Come now, you know what I mean Pepe done got the boy lean Yeah, you could doubt me, say what you want bout me But I am a rappin machine I do this shit for the team, shit for the squad Im livin the dream, yes, I am livin the dream Hold up, wait up, just cant believe Just cant believe that my swag is on another level Yeah, I keep it G Matter of fact, I keep it, I keep it, I keep it, I keep it M Turn that shit upside down, now its a W No, no, aint nobody fuckin with him Dont matter who come stand next to me Once Im surrounded aint nobody fuckin with them I am the best of the best, of the best Of the best, of the best, of the best like, Men In Black Greatest alive, bitch, Ive been that If you dont agree, you get kidnapped Bitch slapped, thrown back, like woo! Yeah, get it like, get it like, get it like, get it like me, nah Handout, palm up, you cannot get this shit here for free, nah Bobby done put in that work, you gon pay me a fee, nah I said Bobby been livin that life and you know, I said... Bitch, Ive been blowin up Everyone showin up, where was you in the beginnin? I know that they showin up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin No, you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that Im livin Youve never been low enough Yeah, I was born at the bottom Everything Im given now Bitch, Ive been blowin up Everyone showin up, where was you in the beginnin? I know that they showin up Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin No, you do not know enough You do not know a thing about this life that Im livin Youve never been low enough Yeah, I was born at the bottom Everything Im given now43Embed

Upgrade Lyrics Aye, let me just rap... Ive upgraded while theyve waited Will they love it?, Will they hate it? Never faded I evade it Cause I never really want to complicate it Think Ive made it, yes I did Im giving them bars like a bid Let me rewind it like a vid Did he just say that? Yes, I did And they really wanna get it like I live God damn mother fucker what I gotta give Way back in DC, at Liv On the way to that everlasting life Will they rob you? Yeah, they might Hold up, wait a minute, veer to the right On this road to success, Ive faced my fears Then hop on that flight Ive upgraded Ive upgraded Ive upgraded Ive upgraded Ive upgraded My bitch bad got a sick figure Play 1 show and get 6 figures We build bigger, money tall as a mountain, bitch Ive got Hilfigers, like goddamn Yes sir, I know who I am Im that main man Martin, out here kicking out Pam Just riding round with my Gina in that all-black Beamer All the way from Maryland whipping out West Covina Hold up, now check my demeanor Yeah, your girl bad, my girl meaner Ive upgraded Ive got the Akira on the wall I just cant follow their law Swear to God that they know me They dont know me at all And its all right, its alright Ive upgraded Let me bring in them new kicks like Timbaland I gotta reboot with this upgrade My metaphors on Cloud 9 And the meaning behind them is so vague Before I created this universe I had to fly through the Bermuda first 6ix on the beat, then we queue the verse Now Im in another world when the flow emerge Feel like Im in a Fifth Element Im in my element lost in paradise Its me, you and Leeloo, Korben Dallas in Fhloston Paradise Never by chance like a pair of dice I dont give a fuck about their advice Im on another planet, no Im not manic Bitch Im decompressed, know they cant stand it Cause I pilot it and manned it the best All they demanded was I gave up and laid that dream to rest Hold up, wait a minute; fuck all that shit I left Earth ages ago to avoid and duck all that shit You know when we on Making music thats gon survive for eons Bloodshed from America to Sierra Leone Thats that shit I cant be on, thats the reason I be gone Yes, I keep it professional like Luc Besson and Leon Ive upgraded Ive upgraded Ive upgraded Ive upgraded Ive upgraded25Embed

Intro Lyrics Aight, or—higher probably, right? Fuck it, just record it. Who cares? One, two... I just wanna make these music lovers remember again While the haters fall back like September again I was hoping 3 Stacks and Big would assemble again Drop the politics and bring us together again Maybe if I go platinum theyll remember me then Maybe if I go platinum theyll remember me then, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah But Im not defined by the sales of my first week Cause in my mind, the only way I fail: if my verse weak As I look in the crowd and see thousands of different faces Compiled of different races, gathering from different places I just contemplate, shout out to those who can relate And even though it gets hard I know my fate With my train of thought racing like a runaway freight Living life to the fullest until I hit up them gates, its like Ima get up today I don’t know how but Ima find a way Looking for the sun in a world of gray Feeling like my dream is a world away Ima get up today I don’t know how but Ima find a way Searching for the sun in a world of gray Feeling like my dream is a world away What it feel like? I used to wonder what it feel like Yeah, used to wonder what it I used to wonder what it feel like But now, I know, achieved the goal I ran the race, I won the gold I used to wonder what it feel like But now, I know, achieved the goal I ran the race, I won the gold I used to wonder what it feel like But now, I know, achieved the goal I ran the race, I won the gold I used to wonder what it feel like But now, I know, achieved the goal I ran the race, I won the gold I used to wonder what it feel like You can really do anything You can really do anything You can really do anything You can really do anything Hello. Welcome to the Under Pressure program My name is Thalia. I will be here to assist you with the information about the album and its creation 68Embed

GP4 Lyrics Watch Watch Yall niggas overdoin it You gotta slow that shit down Take your time, reevaluate your shit, it dont matter Niggas aint got money, aint got time Fuck it, just say this shit You and me Gon live together in this perfect harmony I can hear em callin me Weve come a long way since H.O.C. You and me Gon live together in this perfect harmony I can hear em callin me Weve come a long way since H.O.C. I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like MPC Akai Who I name William after cause I get bills from these beats Fuck the industry, you know we keepin it real up in these streets Came up in a world thats off its axis All thats promised, death and taxes Dont give a fuck who be rhyming the fastest, my anxiety Make me spit it a mile a minute Im stuck in a clinic like Flynn Montgomery Take a step back, tell me right now, boy, just what your summary Creeping through fireside Smash the window of that fire ride Just to see what we can snatch from up inside Til the flashin lights come round that corner then we run and hide Prayin to God up in Heaven, eleven at night and I got no alibi My damn, dip to Stewart Town Best not come round these parts if you new in town Wonder what my homies from back in the day livin at, are doin now Running with my sister Jeannie, schooling me like Mr. Feeny This is the first time I heard a gunshot on the block Growing pains , this the type of shit dont never stop Here come the cops Shooting up the hood like Black Ops Cause trigger-happy police tend to trigger happy people And some people who believe we not equal shoot up the steeple My God, if you exist then why do you make life so hard? If you exist the way you think is avant-garde If you exist you got a funny way of showing it What happens in the afterlife? These people think they knowin shit And on that note, I keep it G Like track four, Kick in the Door by Notorious B.I.G.  Dont believe me, look that shit up, I promise youll find the key To that punchline, feelin just fine Let the abyss of my mind, my mind consume Snap my fingers like Thanos and Bobby Boy bringin the doom Cause Im 6:30, killin shit, hands down and dirty That white boy cant rap, he talk good and act nerdy I just texted Erykah Badu To let her know what Im gon do Sample Dreamflower by Tarika Blue Thats cool with you? Yeah, thats fine, baby, all gravy Long as you know you my baby And I beat yo daddy like if he ever cheat on me I mean she dont own the sample but she might as well Cause her and Dilla paved the way for all I got, and, well Ima show my gratitude, no attitude, no auto-tune like T-Pain Doin Unplugged, Im unplugged, like Trinity Wonder how the people gonna remember me, goddamn Switch up the plan We all say it, we all claim it but its no use The greatest rapper alive is probably stacking produce Introduce you to my train of thought Snapping on a track like the illest conductor With no contradiction I brought my heart to the table Fact and never fiction, fuck a fable Ready and willing you better believe Im able to spit Power through these lines faster than fiber-optic cable, Im gone You and me Gon live together in this perfect harmony I can hear em callin me Weve come a long way since H.O.C. You and me Gon live together in this perfect harmony I can hear em callin me Weve come a long way since H.O.C. Watch From the bottom When you come from the bottom, you aint get no chances, man Ima do this shit til the Fourth Of July, blow up straight to the sky Nigga fuck it, we high I remember when a nigga had to ask for money Its been a long time since I had to do that shit This shit aint free I got the roof over my head and a bed, nigga, my bitch givin me head Id rather get money instead Man, its Bobby Boy Records in this bitch Yall niggas better write this shit down Cause 10 years from now, we on top And we aint never gon stop All money in This album marks the reunion of Logic and No I.D.  For the first time in six years Since the inception of its predecessor58Embed

Start Again Lyrics Cant I just turn back the clock? Forgive my sins I just wanna roll my sleeves up And start again I know that I messed it up Time and time again I just wanna roll my sleeves up And start again I was switchin up the lanes Steppin out the frame Im in I was pulling on the reins Sick of all the same happenin I swear I was looking for disaster Mixed with a bottle of gin And just because I come home after Doesnt mean youll take me in You see my world is spinning like theres nothing below You see my world is feeling like it just might explode And yes I know its hard to take it backwards from my mind I need to get it right, need to see some light come in Cant I just turn back the clock? Forgive my sins I just wanna roll my sleeves up And start again I know that I messed it up Time and time again I just wanna roll my sleeves up And start again Feelin like maybe Im unappreciated Like my presence in your life has been alleviated I feel like everything Ive done before is different now But I can see clearer than ever from a distance now Every day I do it, I been goin through it But you never knew it cause I never showed you You gave me the world, so I feel I owed you I been lookin through the mirror and thats the old you Ima get it right now, dont know how But I promise that were gonna make it somehow Im all in, its from the heart again Open up your mind and maybe we could start again Cant I just turn back the clock? Forgive my sins I just wanna roll my sleeves up And start again I know that I messed it up Time and time again I just wanna roll my sleeves up And start again Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh And yes I know its hard to take it backwards from my mind I need to get it right, need to see some light come in Cant I just turn back the clock? Forgive my sins I just wanna roll my sleeves up And start again49Embed

Welcome to Forever Lyrics This is real life, the only one we get to live I remember being broke and thinking something gotta give This is real life, everything we do is legendary And we gon do it to the day we in the cemetery Real life, it feel like Im dreaming Used to feel like I was nothin, now my life has meaning Said this is real life, goddamn, this is real life Uh, yeah, Ive been fiending for this moment Ive been dreaming bout this moment I guess this is how it feel to have everything you ever wanted Writin these records like a dissertation While the fans goin crazy from anticipation Damn, nine years thats a lot of patience And now Im lookin at my idols and feeling adjacent Its hell of a long way from back in the basement Lookin at hip-hop tryna find my placement I bought my first pair of Jordans at twenty-two, huh Same year I bought a crib too Now my face in magazines I used to flip through And my music on all the sites I used to sift through Remember meetin Nas for the first time Shook his hand and he started quotin my lines? Said he a fan, goddamn, this is my time Ima get it, Ima do it til we prime time Yeah, I told him every single day that I be at it In the studio recording like an addict He said that real hip-hop shit I had it Thinkin to myself, Damn, man, you made Illmatic This is real life, the only one we get to live I remember being broke and thinking somethins gotta give This is real life, everything we do is legendary And we gon do it to the day we in the cemetery Real life, it feel like Im dreaming Used to feel like I was nothin, now my life has meanin Said this is real life, goddamn this is real life I used to wonder what it feel like Aight, I guess we back again With another verse about how much Im black again You dont like it? Blame God for the packaging Bringin up my race, dont call me a white rapper then Damn, they judgin me by my skin tone Instead of my talent, man, these motherfuckers been wrong But its all good, I just thought Id address it And spell it out for people so they can finally assess it This is dedicated to anyone wit a dream And a realization of what followin it means Breakin the cycle and not following your genes That perfect moment when your logic intervenes And let you know that everything aint always what it seems But if you really lookin, I promise youll find your dreams This is everything I ever wanted, half of yall wont get it The other half will probably laugh and wonder how I did it I just spit it from my mind, one word at the time Take everything Im going through and put it in a rhyme Id be lying if I said I didnt have a lot of weight upon my shoulders But this is my therapy as I flow this Spilling out my heart, I just hope somebody notice Ive been real from the start and you motherfuckers know this Once my name elevated thats when the fame escalated But on the real, Ive grown accustomed to the stares People watching every move I make like it was theirs All up in my business, and even in my personal affairs Now, I know I talk a lot of game, but I aint tryna sell you Cause honestly, I could show you better than I could tell you And even though theres been moments when everything have fell through We kept it moving, assumin even the greatest fail too I swear this business shit is do or die I never contemplated suicide, Im too alive In front of thousands, but Im talking like its you and I And everyday, fewer find their dreams because fewer try This is real life, the only one we get to live I remember being broke and thinking somethins gotta give This is real life, everything we do is legendary And we gon do it to the day we in the cemetery Real life, it feel like Im dreaming Used to feel like I was nothin, now my life has meaning Said this is real life, goddamn this is real life I used to wonder what it feel like Everything I seen, made me everything I am Everything I do, Im a man behind mine Throw your hands in the air, stand behind mine Everything I seen, made me everything I am Stand behind mine Everything I do, Im a man behind mine Said, welcome to forever Welcome to forever Welcome to forever42Embed

Dead Presidents III Lyrics Logic this, Logic that, Logic sick, Logic wack Logic just dont give a fuck RattPack So many people think that rap is they calling, stop it, just cease Got it, capiche? This is my house, you fuckers just lease Waitin on a record deal thats never coming like a priest Black and white like a nun These up-and-comers our sun like the break of dawn So follow your father like an apostle Paint pictures like a Picasso while bitches uncover my fossil Never knowing whats gon follow However we never wallow in our sorrow Just pray for tomorrow At times my heart could be hollow Emotions forced to be swallowed While neighborhood cats blast off gats like the Apollo This is just a simple reminder as my lyrics force you to ponder Lifes a bitch and I heard shell fuck you So Im trying to find her One moment shell love you then swallow You whole like an anaconda The bitch is kinky, kind of so with the lift of a pinky Ima dominate the world like my name is Brain Spit flame like propane Bitches I overcame you know the name Ink in my veins, in flames, and spew on the page To numb the pain like Novocaine, motherfucker Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Allow me to kill it off the brake like no traffic Murderin every demographic Paint a picture using only blood to make sure that its graphic Grip the mic to set the example While all these muh-fuckers testin my patience like blood samples Constant thoughts of suicide, we live in an era thats do or die Society expects us to fail, Im talking about you and I But we persevere force feed enemies truth serum We want, nothing but peace and if not we leave em deceased In your central nervous system like heroin reppin Maryland to the fullest Bustin like bullets that travel through chambers ignited by triggers dont pull it I get from point A to point B by keeping it G Aint no killer but dont push me If you grab the heat, you a pussy Knuckle up and tell me how you feel, forget the steel I have not a single enemy Only evil entities that have some how befriended me, in they mind Cause I am just a mortal man of peace that can rhyme And when it comes to dames I catch planes They catch feelings Haters keep my name in they mouth like fillings High as the ceiling Yall really dont know who your dealing with now Visions of livin until my flesh is perished and my spirit is risen Thankful for every breath Im givin Fuck social division On the road to success and there aint no time for collision People ask how you get your flow so amazing To which I reply I have yet to scratch the surface like abrasions Haters takin shots but they never graze him Now if pro is the opposite of con Whats the opposite of progress? I love my country but that shit a mess Grew up on section 8, I can attest And now they wonder why I claim that Im the fucking best Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for presidents to represent me Im out for dead fucking presidents to represent me Now if I dont believe it yall wont perceive it Now run it back and retrieve it Till you receive it in your motherfuckin mind Only 22 but I feel like Im 99 Back in 1999, thats when I began to rhyme Surrounded by narcotics and crime but you know I shine Daddy was smoking crack, I was raised by a single mom Fasting every night I aint talking bout no Ramadan I was poor as fuck me and my mama, we didnt have a dime At 16, the school system dismissed him and wished him well But my mama never fought it, how the fuck could I prevail? So I focused on this music and used it to create a life of my own I left home at 17 Shortly after my mama got stabbed by fucking around in the streets But she still breathin which gives me a reason to believe in a higher power instead of grieving So many rappers biting me you would think they was teething And now you know this is just a sugar coated version within a fraction of a percentage that was taken from just a piece of my story52Embed

Wassup Lyrics Im like, Whats up, ho? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let em in? Ima show em out Never know, whos really down or just down and out Never know, whos really down I-I-I-I-Im like, Whats up, ho? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let em in? Ima show em out Never know, whos really down or just down and out Never know, whos really down, I-I-I-I-Im like Bitch, Im the one, I consistently prove I stuck to the code like a finishing move I hit a groove that they cant undo And over the years all I did was improve Don Life, toss dice On on my off night, I left the doubts and now Im alright Yeah, Im a new me, they havent seen this shit like Vader wearing all white Like I detonate you, hold it down, I levitate I like a woman thats all-natural I give her good energy and let it reciprocate A young nigga thats tryna innovate I been that way since Em and Jay did Renegade You niggas hold up, dont get no closer I try and told ya, bitch, we the closest High powers chose us, we never froze up You lucky if you get to see us close up Cause people depending on me like Tryna put a hit out on me, nah How many times that shit work? None! So blessed I might just make a whole gospel album Perform at Sun Daze til its time to rapture Sean Don and Logic, instant classic Im like, Wassup ho? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let em in? Ima show em out Never know, whos really down or just down and out Never know, whos really down I-I-I-I-Im like, Wassup ho? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let em in? Ima show em out Never know, whos really down or just down and out Never know, whos really down, I-I-I-I-Im like Im finna tell it like it is Game in a headlock like Stizz Everybody know the deal, yeah, that boy—he keep it real Higher than ever with no pill I just updated my old deal Told Def Jam no less than 20 mil—and they cut that shit! Yeah, I been at it like Wassup, bitch? Put ya favorite rapper deep in a ditch Ya favorite producer get murdered by 6ix We touring the world from Japan to The Six Nah, tryna get paid in full, call me syre like Jaden, fool Uh, yeah, thats the power of will Yeah, thats the power I feel! I got so much in the bank That I just called my lawyer to work on my will Hold up, wait a second, chill Hold up, wait a second, chill Uh, I mean to Maryland, DC, Virginia What J. Cole he mean to the Ville Uh, dont do this shit for the thrill Uh, I am coming for the kill Tell me how you want it, gotta pedal to the metal Im a gunner like a semi-automatic, Im bringin the static I had it, I had to get a unhooked like an addict And yeah, Im glad that it went the way it did Never thought the radio would play the kid They never care til you make it big Now they say triple platinum Finger-fuck the people said that never would happen Came a long way from the trap Where they was cookin up crack Im still here, RattPack keep it real here Big boy money, Uncle Phil here Only Fresh Prints in my pocket I came from nothin, no hater can stop it Only the illest, you know that I got it Sean Don and Logic, yeah Im like, Wassup ho? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let em in? Ima show em out Never know, whos really down or just down and out Never know, whos really down I-I-I-I-Im like, Wassup ho? Where you been? What you know about? Oh no! Who let em in? Ima show em out Never know, whos really down or just down and out Never know, whos really down, I-I-I-I-Im like66Embed

Dear God Lyrics Dear God, Im tryin hard to reach you Dear God, I see your face in all I do Sometimes its so hard to believe in Dear God, I think its time we had a conversation These lonely nights is getting to me so my mind is racin I think about this life I live and all the shit Im facin More secrets in my mind than a Freemason I get lonely at times, and then I write these rhymes Im only human, I want to hit the club and fuck a dime But I know thats not the answer to my problems Lord help me solve them, disintegrate and dissolve em Layin in bed with a girl Im pretty sure is my next Contemplating the sex while I think about my ex Am I wrong? Yeah Dear God, am I wrong? Uh Dear God, tell me, am I wrong? For livin the life of a king surrounded by these pawns Fans telling me Im the greatest but I never hear em Cause I aint hit the pinnacle, yeah, Im still persevering Demons whispering in my ears, but no, I never fear em People thinking they on his level they aint even near em I just want to spread positivity through lyrical ability They call it selling out but I just call it versatility, yeah Its my life, my wrongs, and my rights My battle, my songs, and my fights Now everybody wanna come around? Tell me where was you last year when a brother was down? Not a single one of you motherfuckers believed in the brand Extended a hand, and now you wanna be my man? I think not, you quick to shape shift like ink blots The real Dilla, we cut classic, no fitters What about the time I was nine and my mama almost murdered me? Dont think I forgot that shit, it still burdens me Her bare hands tight around my throat I cant breathe I screamed, I cant breathe, Mama Dont you want me, Mama? Dont you love me, Mama? What the fuck Where was you then, God? Tell me now Hows a brother supposed to stay sane? Tell me how Why you let me live but let another die? Why you dry my tears but let another cry? Gotta know Set to detonate, I gotta blow, that shit fo sho I used to wonder why in the hell you would make me suffer But now in the end I understand that it made me tougher I get up when Im down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough, I get tough and when Im beaten to the ground I get up, yeah I get up, yeah, yeah I get up when Im down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough, I get tough and when Im beaten to the ground I get up, yeah I get up, I get up Get up48Embed

Confess Lyrics I want what I want how I want when I want it I’ma keep it a hunnid, I’m blunted I don’t give a damn, I don’t give a fuck about another man Fuck a brother man I’ma make it, make it rain like the weather man Old girl shoulda, shoulda got a better man Ass fat, lookin good in my letterman In the hood I’m a better man Wish a mothafucka would, would Whole life I been up to no good Change it all if I could Rearrange my heart, the beat good but I can’t I’m a sinner, not a saint Layers to my life, no I can’t Cover it up with paint Keep on livin, livin Livin on money and women As soon as I’m in em, I’m out Now the truth never come out my mouth Speak life when I come in her mouth, like I’m a dirty mothafucka, a waste of life, a waste of skin Wanna repent, don’t know where to begin Next of kin don’t give a damn bout me I know God don’t give a damn bout me People try but don’t know bout me But the Devil said that he want my soul But the Devil said that he want my soul Give it to me right now Give it to me right now Give it to me right now Give it to me right now Somebody save me I need you to save me To wash away my sins on high I’d rather be a different man in another world Than work for the man in my universe Wonder what it feel like to take flight Momma told me everything gon be alright I mean my life can’t be off right But come to think about it Everybody runnin the world seem to be all white Can you mothafuckas see alright? I mean, I need it, I want it, I gotta have it Every day tragic If you’re from where I’m from, everyday ain’t magic On this I know I been telling everybody I’ma give it a go, I know I been there before, feel it in my soul, oh I know! Love it or hate it, I made it I did it, I lived it While the whole world lookin at the boy like whoa! Baptized in a ocean of Hennessey Really wonder what the remedy Tell me, how the world gon remember me? Got me feelin like the enemy Like I ain’t got no energy I been lookin for an entity Feelin like I need to chill, like I need a new amenity Fuck all that I’m a dirty mothafucka, a waste of life A waste of skin Wanna repent, don’t know where to begin Next of kin don’t give a damn bout me I know God don’t give a damn bout me People try but don’t know bout me But the Devil said that he want my soul But the Devil said that he want my soul Give it to me right now Give it to me right now Give it to me right now Give it to me right now Somebody save me I need you to save me To wash away my sins on high I know my life was lived the wrong way I know I did you wrong in my own way But it was the flashing lights that mesmerized That hypnotized the only Part of me you loved Part of me that had the strength to rise above Part of me you know Part of me you love more than to let it go Dear God, I just wanna know why Why do you put us here? Why do you put us below? Why do you put us subservient? Why do you put us below these evil motherfuckers? And then we crawl and we scratch our way out We betray each other We lie, we take from one another And we told you gon forgive us at the end But the state dont forgive us Im locked up and half my friends And then when I get out, or I make it out Im expected to somehow give back To people who never wanted to see me escape Im startin to hate the man in the mirror And its gettin clearer That society was designed to keep me on the bottom So, if you real, if youre out there for real Please explain to me why Why do we suffer? Why do we die? And why do the people Who go against everything you ever said always get ahead? Ive done so much wrong, I dont know if I can ever be right But tonight, I am in this church Asking you to show yourself, to reveal yourself to me Because Im tired and I dont know what else to do So black Im blue, so brown Im down I done been everywhere but up, and when I finally get up I am ravaged with guilt and pain and shame And all I wanna do is believe in you The darker you are, the closer you are to dirt And they make sure it hurts And I am tired of hurtin, man Im tired of bein looked at, second guessed, doubted, feared So if you out there, do something about this Cause I cant take it no more Help me46Embed

Broken People Lyrics Were broken people now Were burning out So cold and bleeding now, now, now Gonna let you down Were broken people now Were broken people now Tell me I wont ever be nothin, aint that somethin? Ive risen from the bottom I got em eyes on the prize and inside em Damn right I overcame, yall know the name We similar but never been the same Everybody, yeah they know the name Right now, well make it some how Well make it some way Yeah you know we gon get it today like Im all on my own now I wont ever let you down Wont let you down down down Yes Ive been through it They know I do it for the people Im fighting so we be equal For my son and my sequel And anybody who listenin In they system like venom I get in em and spread visciously This is me Were broken people now Were burning out So cold and bleeding now, now, now Gonna let you down Were broken people now We back at it Young Logic, the rap addict Giving it every part of myself on the real you would think that Id be asthmatic Allergic to your bullshit, yeah thats right I done had it Real all the time, if you rep it get it tatted right now This right here a vibe right now I am too alive right now Im alive right now Come on feel the vibe right now Feel the vibe Feel the vibe Feel the, feel the, feel, feel the, feel the vibe Yes Ive been through it They know I do it for the people Im fighting so we be equal For my son and my sequel And anybody who listenin In they system like venom I get in em and spread viciously This is me Were broken people now Were burning out So cold and bleeding now, now, now Gonna let you down Broken we aint beaten Theres no glory in defeat We wont fall into the cracks between our streets Were broken people now Were broken people now Were broken people now Were burning out So cold and bleeding now, now, now Gonna let you down Were broken people now33Embed

Nasty Lyrics Nasty I dont ever stop! Ugh! Sinatra Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Cannon It’s funny how your role model gets outdated, becomes the old model At the hotel, askin for mo bottles Ménage et plus one, I’m fuckin fo models Wordplay that elevates minds like Aristotle Murci-lago, whippin through Chicago All these beautiful women follow wherever I go Million-dollar deals on the table Just a couple years ago, I couldn’t pay for cable Growing up surrounded by caine like I was Abel Shit was unstable, now Visionarys the label Plus Def Jam, know who I am I’m that motherfucker that do it just ’cause I can Now I’m on a level that your elevator can’t reach I got information that the school system doesn’t teach I got verses that your Sunday service wouldn’t dare to preach Second coming of Christ flow, they like, whoa Rapture you with lyricism, kidnap your soul And changed your mind like I’m penetrating your skull I seen shit John Lennon couldn’t imagine Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzin It’s the type of shit normal people can’t even fathom So much swag, kiss your bitch and she orgasm I’m hazardous, you would have sworn I was from Nazareth I’m resurrecting hip-hop like it was Lazarus Real Nasty, all- all the time Step to the mic and they gon dread it like Weezy Man, this industry is so damn greasy Swaggin on the track, they say I sound like Yeezy But I dont give a fuck cause gettin money too easy 21st century, doing something mean to it Play this in the south and everybody gonna lean to it Greatest of all time has got a nice ring to it We do it for the music, money aint a thing to us Been shining muhfucka whats bling to us Most loved, most hated at the same time Star player in this bitch and its game time Who you know lyrically killed the club in the same rhyme? They call me Logic, motherfucker, better know the name I spit crack like Pusha , Novocaine We never dumb it down, you know we just numb it down And watch you get up in your feelings when we come around Grew up on section 8, you probably cant relate ‘Cause y’all just watched the throne, I’m tryna checkmate I been shinin since before I brought them diamonds in, and They talk that shit, they talk that shit, it’s so astonishin Y’all better swallow that pride like a klonopin Cause I can lay tracks with my eyes closed, China man Real Nasty, all- all the time Got a show in LA Sunday, then New York Monday Looking at the BET cypher like I’ll be there one day It’s the Roc reincarnated, we call it Visionary Fuck the world ’til I’m on top, we call that missionary The game’s on pause, it need to load again These rappers is reruns and we need a new episode again Yeah, well motherfucker, this the pilot So fly I recorded this on the PJ next to the pilot on a CB Now you see me on the TV Said this would happen back in the day but you ain’t believe me So um, Ima keep rising to the top Never stop and finger fuck the world ’till the day my album drop76Embed

No Pressure Lyrics Welcome to the No Pressure program Good evening, this is Logic And very happy I am to be back in the United States and back on the network Even for so short a visit as this one Back with old friends like No I.D. who is tonights director and Nobody argued the point, a lot of people asked us to do it again, so its gratifying to get the chance— us to do it again So its gratifying to get the chance now Personally, Ive never met anybody who didnt like The Incredible True Story Now tonight, what we do have is a thriller If its half as good as we think it is, you can call it a classic Quite possibly, a little escapade of mine involving a couple of planets which shall be nameless Is responsible Doesnt really matter A story doesnt have to appeal to the heart, it can also appeal to the spine And with two magic words Ayy, no pressure Never graduated, but I school em like professor Growing up, the world always told me I was lesser Growing up, the world told me I could not address her Gangsters put that heat to your head like a hairdresser If you press a issue on they block (Hey, Logic, Snake here I hear youre planning world domination through a new form of Metal Gear Well, listen to me, it wont work) This liquor that Im drinking got me thinking bout some other shit Feeling like Im sinking like Titanic or some other ship Word to your mothership, boy, this that gutter shit Breaking down the weed to get high as Thomas and Kai But yall aint ready for that shit, thats more like Ultra 85 Memories of powdered milk and roaches in my cereal Praying that my crew next like cotton material Never had a car, thats why I hate the fuckin bus Took the 61 to Germantown and hear them guns bust Call it static, my headphones on, its Illmatic On my Rosa Parks, in the back writin like B-Rabbit How I carry it, murder the beat and then Ima bury it Producin tracks for the underground like Harriet Drop another number one and watch em all get mad again Memorizing verses like the Vatican, Im glad again Empty the clip and then do that again And now we ridin round the city on a dollar twenty-five Boy, you better keep your head down if you wanna stay alive People telling you to stay in your lane, cant even drive Tell you not to chase your dreams cause they chained to a nine-to-five Bitch, Im too alive like twins in the womb, come hither, consume All of my memories from past and present like two identities Logic fallin off is an obscenity Top five I better be, steadily Doggin these bitches like Im a Pedigree Obtain class with no degree Fuck a GED, EBT, and the HOC Feeling free, yeah, Im feeling free But it cost a fee to be the boss it cost to be Over possessions like an apostrophe Its chemical warfare on the block, who got the rock? A tablespoon of baking soda leave you shellshocked Leave the pusher in a cell block and his customer in a box The government got my pops The government cant be stopped Im a gladiator, this shit right here more like random thought Its more like We interrupt this transmission with a special report37Embed

Roll Call Lyrics Yeah, smoking in London while the snow fall In another country, so pardon me for the roll call Damn, who wouldve thought the fan base was this immense? On the first fucking train to Paris so pardon my french Shows sold out, fans in line even though its cold out Yeah, touring Europe getting swiss cheese Many said Id never attain it now Im like, Bitch please, what up? Allow me to open up the verse with something so diverse Now let the flow immerse, hold up; watch it disperse Visions of Biggie, Big L and 2Pac just looking at me From the gates of Heaven while the police booking at me Open your mental while bitches give me brain with no dental Yall probably think Im crazy for touching this instrumental Shout out my cousin Ego, he know this shits sentimental Been doing this shit for my dogs, holding down the kennel My ex hit me, talkin bout she wanna make up But on the real, I got no time for cover girls Music is my main bitch, no time for other girls Im finna blow like Hiroshima, my demeanor get meaner Watch me elevate to arenas, me without the mic Thats like Martin without the Gina, Venus without Serena Now these thirsty bitches on the dick, we call that Aquafina I used to bus tables until them tables turned And everything I have obtained is everything Ive earned And everything I rap about is everything Ive learned So hopefully the listener can position a situation Where they dont get burned and they can learn from my mistakes Like Ive learned from the greats to do whatever it takes For Heavens sakes open your mind, this shit one of a kind Elegant and refined, irrelevant to the swine Whats the deal? Whipping through LA in the coupe de Ville On the real, to various people I do appeal, cause of skill So this the type of shit Im gon keep making That make MCs break fast like flapjacks and bacon Rest in peace to BIG, and many other fallen soldiers Never Hollywood, Im grounded like a cup of Folgers, bitch I told ya Allow me to open up your mind and mold ya Indulge ya, within this shit I call the second Renaissance The system broke and they sent Logic in for maintenance Cause all you wack rappers couldnt break change to make sense Im back again with another argument about how much Im black again Fighting for credibility from the lack of blacker skin Its kind of funny how your pigment determines how people perceive you Thats ignant Aint seen my momma in a minute Cause growing up she called me a nigg​er That would never amount to nothing Racism from my own momma, left home cause of drama But I can make it in the rap game, look at Obama You aint been in my shoes, you dont know my story You dont know whats in store, but bitch I stocked the inventory Fuck a critic with the balls to try to tell me how I feel You wasnt with me as a child, never once did you feel The pain of my stomach that manifested from the lack of meals Headed to the soup kitchen on foot by the lack of wheels We aim to keep it real and hell no we aint never missing Came a long way from eating when government gave permission If you think these lyrics aint deep, you too stupid to listen Just an outcast with a mission to spit to whoever listen, bitch, its Logic43Embed

Mama / Show Love Lyrics Mama, look at me now Mama, look at me now I got the juice, coming for you and Im bringing the noose Leaving em hanging, my shit banging Second that I came in the game, Im aiming Hold up, wait a minute, break it down for the laymen Im killin everybody, Im the MC that the MCs study Look up to me, little buddy Save yo money, dont think about a Beamer Til ya sellin out arenas, and youre ballin like a Ballin-ballin-ballin-ballin- Everybody wonder what it be like Now it what it seem like, now it what it dream like Go like green light, somethin what a fiend like Do it for the drug and we do it for the love And we do it for the high that we get, when we ride in the whip And somebody pull up on you and they vibe-vibe-vibing your shit Mama , look at me now Mama look what you created, now Im super faded And Im truly hated cause Im real rich But she too elated cause she knew we made it Got the Louis sueded on some trill shit I be coolin, nigga, making stupid figures But the truth is realer than the fake shit Know they shoot to kill us, and produce the triggers I go two gorillas on some BAPE shit Look at all the fame and the fortune, the pain and extortion The Range and the Porsches, the same, but its gorgeous Mama called me, said your name on the Forbes list Thank God your daddy never paid for abortion But sharing clothes, good times, Ima cherish those Now Im stuck doing Paris shows Embarrass hoes on carousels, Im careless though I bear the toe, dont tear your soul Mama, look at me now Ayy, Im the one thats where youre from They get it done, Im killing them without a gun Take it in, rake it in like a leaf from a money tree Keep it goin, keep it goin, get the money, get the money When its sunny, cause when them clouds come I can promise its depression Thats when you learn your lesson Thought you was cut out for this, your profession Go be the best and all of that, nah fuck all of that No one call him back, yeah, no falling back Breaking down on stage, break it down the page Breaking down your age Like, like now, all you do is compare, compare, compare Comparing yourself to the world And you losing yourself to the world And youre losing yourself to your money, your fame, and your fans You have bigger plans, you is in demand, they dont give a Spend all your money on bullshit and drama Had zeros and zeros, and commas on commas On commas, on commas, on commas Mama, look at me now Ayy, ayy, bitch, get the fuck off my dick Everybody ready, Ima talk my shit Put him on my back, and then I walk my shit Fuck around, flick my wrist, get it like this I got more plaques than I know what to do with Believed in myself when nobody else knew it Goddamn, I been through it Goddamn, I been through it You aint got class, bitch you been truant I am the truest, no need to ask Back it up, girl, now back that ass Bobby get bitches cause bitches love Bobby And all of the bitches say, Bobby delicious To say I love bitches, completely fictitious Cause I, I respect women But lets be real, man, theres some bad bitches out there Man, Im just playing Chiefin the reefer, dont know what Im saying Im pushin 30, my, Im pushin 30, my man Shoutout that boy Gambino, shoutout that boy K. Dot Shoutout that boy young Drizzy, all yall been doin a lot Why the rap game so scared to show love? I dont know but I am not That shit right there a Black Thought Now bring it back to the roots Yes, I most definitely got the juice Yes, I got love for the game Dont do this shit for the fame Its how we people the same Dont care what set you claim Shoutout that boy YG, Nat King Cole and JID Everybody know I be in the club V.I.P, huh Sike, not me Too many people to name, but know I got love for you all If you need me, I got you, I promise I got you, just give me a call Hip-hop, we a family, but the hype beast wanna ban me Cause I am me, speak love, not hate, so they dont understand me 2019 better get that Grammy Give me my props where props is due Why everybody wanna come stop you? Maybe they mad that they not you When you preach that peace and love Make them wanna come through, pop shots at you Thats no love, fuck that, show love Dont buck back like a bitch52Embed

Numbers Lyrics You already Know what I been on, you know where I be at Cause men lie, women lie, numbers dont, I see that Catch me in a private jet like, Fuck it, where the weed at? And this flight attendant got the fattest ass, you know I need that Now these bitches say they love me, but they just obsessed with the image Now if practice makes perfect then this is a scrimmage Cause I aint perfect, I never said I was But now they hatin cause a brother finally got some buzz The things that I say the places Im seein The people I talk to you dont know what I mean Even matters of love, it aint always as it seems Yeah, theres plenty in the sea until you hit the mainstream The girl that I love, the one I call my honey Now I wonder if she love me for me or my fuckin money Sometimes I think about the love that I had in the past I truly miss it, but it just wasnt destined to last Cause our separation lit a fire under my ass And now Im gunnin for the throne, yeah, that is my task Just a youngin with a dream that acquired a team Motivated by bad bitches and rockin Supreme Now the whole world wonders whats his next move That all depends on what I feel that I need to improve Tell me what you think of me, I swear it doesnt matter Just as long as I am happy and my pockets getting fatter Watch me shatter the competition, get mad and now all of em wishing You coulda done it like I done it, bitch, I run it, ah! Yeah, you know I do it like it aint ever been done Hit the Vegas strip and blow a million euro just for fun To be honest I may have embellished that last line Chillin with a shorty that is so much more than fine At the penthouse poppin bottles of that hundred-thousand-dollar wine I got the connect, met im through the grape vine You know what I been on, you know where I be at Cause men lie, women lie, numbers dont, I see that Catch me in a private jet like, Fuck it, where the weed at? And this flight attendant got the fattest ass, you know I need that Y-y-you know what I been on, you know where I be at Cause men lie, women lie, numbers dont, I see that Now these bitches say they love me, but they just obsessed with the image You know what I been on, you know where I be at Yeah, its been a year, and everything I said would happen has New-school style with old-school bars like Alcatraz Cause I aint never second guess this music shit I knew this shit was all I ever wanted, all I ever had Born famous, now its just time to convince the world Ditch cats, like drainage if they disrespect then dont step through I paint pictures for your mind and bring it to life like cinematography Say it then I do it, my whole careers a prophecy now Better grab your jacket, cause in this world we live in its cold out And when my album hit the stores its sold out Like these rappers careers, Im the sum of our fears Fuck a Grammy-nominated, bitch, I made it and Im here I said its all about the fans, not all about the record sales They said it wouldnt work, I told em go fuck theyselves Why you think Im independent? Visionaries never fail Why-why you think Im independent? Visionaries never f— You know what I been on, you know where I be at Cause men lie, women lie, numbers dont, I see that Catch me in a private jet like, Fuck it, where the weed at? And this flight attendant got the fattest ass, you know I need that Y-y-you know what I been on, you know where I be at Cause men lie, women lie, numbers dont, I see that Now these bitches say they love me, but they just obsessed with the image You know what I been on, you know where I be at You gotta realize A lot of the time when I talk, and Im talking extremely cocky Im not talking about myself Im talking about the work. You know where I be at Logic27Embed

Soul Food II Lyrics Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal On this Under Pressure sequel We not taking it back, we keepin it pushing People scared of change But youll find me deep in the cushion Even when I win, it feel like Im losing Listening to beats, in the Bimmer cruisin I think I got another hit, I could feel my body bruisin Whats the conclusion? Or rather, my hypothesis Im darker than Gotham is Like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees You better believe I know how to turn a profit with ease Diacritical lifestyle, Im always overseas Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees Switch the topic, I drop it Fuck around then leave them all concussed When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin in is fucked Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one Your new shit aint good as your old shit Til your new shit is your old shit, son And then some, gotta get some I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son As an heirloom, not for looking dope as I rhyme As a representation to give your family your time If youre searching for love in the industry youll be let down They dont love you til you dead and then they call you profound No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground Thats the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth Money aint the key to happiness and this the proof Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance And I know that my debutantes Been keeping the legacy going By flowing so involuntarily seamless Me and my team is finally reaping What we been sowing like a seamstress I said Im on one, I know Im unsung Was livin my life backward like Tariq on Undun And now they wonder how I got over son Hell yeah, now check the method I been livin outside of pages for ages Now Im back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC Everlasting life, kickin rhymes in the parking lot at night Inhale, exhale, people hate Oh well, 2012 Dreamin Im a freshman on XXL 2013, on the cover XXL Livin life behind these bars with no intention of postin bail Cause I prevail But thats a story for another time Story for another rhyme And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially And if were being modest then potentially And if were being humble then... Oh shit, its Raquel, shes a fuckin thot Ayy, fuck you guys! Fuck you guys! Suck my dick! Straight on the basement mic Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun Back in the basement type shit Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world Was talkin rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station Was home to the very last of the human population The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai And hes the man that discovered the Ultra 85 Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia Made of ones and zeros, she was a program You could ask her any question even about the fall of man Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space That nobody before them had ever found in they database I mean, maybe its the place thats meant for the human race The planet Paradise, Kai said to Thomas, My God Itd be very nice, traveling through outer space We done had some scary nights We done had some scary fights All about that rap shit, Kai like that trap shit Thomas love that boom bap shit I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured? Dont think that way, my son Everything gon be fine, we finna have some fun And if by chance we do come across an alien Ima blow his ass away with this here molecular gun Set to kill, never stun Wagwan, we get it done Now the ship is enterin the atmosphere We gon take a look around and get the hell up outta here We gon double check that its habitable and livable for man And no matter what happens you know we gon stick to the plan Understood? Understand, All good? Lets get it then Once they touched down nobody could hear a sound Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground What they found, a planet full of life A planet full of shit they never seen Straight up out a movie scene On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean? Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted If it wasnt for the music in they ears, they would have lost it The seventh album by a musician they both revered First time this planet heard it, lets call it a world premiere Thomas thinkin about a picture of his girl That he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser Wishin he could undress her Give her the pipe, no lesser Kai thinkin nuts like a professor Wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher Now is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor? All the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher Two men here to save the world, no pressure40Embed

Everybody Dies Lyrics Yeah, fuck that shit You are watching a master at work  This what you all been waitin for, aint it? Rap game owe me, I been waitin for the payment All these lil rappers come and go, wonder where they went Ten years and runnin, we came up from the basement This what you all been waitin for, aint it? Rap game owe me, I been waitin for the payment All these lil rappers come and go, wonder where they went Ten years and runnin, we came up from the basement Grew up broke as fuck, rich folks was adjacent Maryland, starin out the window for motivation I remember Lil Bobby, Lil B Man I wish that I could be a dog in a rich family Oh how nice would that shit be, my life a catastrophe Now my shit a masterpiece, No Limit like Master P Now I am the master, see, thats the way it has to be My life is a movie, Im so glad God casted me I am not top ten, more like top three I am not two cause nobody could top me Get the pussy wet like Jodeci, you know its me I cant seem to put my finger on it like a rotary But somethins missin from the game, when Im gone, oh its me I feel sorry for these rappers comin up, woe is me I just took a hiatus and wrote a novel, motherfucker I got more verses than the Holy Bible, motherfucker Cause Im sittin on five, unreleased albums Greatest of all time, no lyin, thats the outcome I do it for the boom bap, the trap and the radio Fuck a fake fan, steppin to me, try to play me, ho I make music for every genre, every occasion My shit is amazin, Im blazin, its insane Going crazy in the gym, goin in gains Had a lot of dark nights, but bitch I been Bane I was born in the darkness like Rick James, bitch Sippin scotch with Chappelle after the Grammys Said them countries wasnt shit holes, they prolly wanna ban me Cause I say the shit that others wont, prolly cant stand me, uh Like these rappers claim to hate me, but they stan me I said these rappers claim to hate me, but they motherfuckin stan me They hate what I represent, but bitch, I am me They hate what I represent, but bitch, I am me Theres nothin but legendary shit that be goin on, the phenomenon You are watching a master– at work This what you all been waitin for, aint it? Rap game owe me, I been waitin for the payment All these lil rappers come and go, wonder where they went Ten years and runnin, we came up from the basement This what you all been waitin for, aint it? Rap game owe me, I been waitin for the payment All these lil rappers come and go, wonder where they went Ten years and runnin, we came up from the basement I got my rap and I got my gat Yeah they got my back, but I wont bust back Unless I need, this world is greed, I lead by example with ample Education, my lyricism is here to imprison your vision The fallacy society has rejected, Im here to protect it Everybody di–dies deep within this world we live in, and not everybody tries, but everybody lies You cant take– money with you when you die so spend it and dont look back like an addict in recovery But also dont blow it, you know it, dont be a coward, but dont be too heroic Live your li-life to the fullest, dont push it or pull it Dont murder others cause you disagree with they beliefs We all the same underneath I had some shit I had to get off of my chest in that first verse But this verse come first when it comes to importance of message Do what you love, do what you- do it, do it Dont do it, dont do it, thats society Break free from the cycle, dont be scared to walk like Michael on the moon RattPack be the platoon, so much more is comin soon Yeah Ive been goin, Im already knowin, know Bobby been flowin My shit get around like a woman thats hoin My body been growin, my mind been growin Im already knowin that Im gon die one day, you gon die one day, we all gon die one day God already got the date set, so live your life, live yo life Yeah you live it, thats a bet, cause if you aint fulfilled in the end You gon be filled with regret, bet This what you all been waitin for, aint it? You are watching a master at work Rap game owe me, I been waitin for the payment All these little rappers come and go, wonder where they went Ten years and runnin, we came up from the basement This what you all been waitin for, aint it? Rap game owe me, I been waitin for the payment All these little rappers come and go, wonder where they went Ten years and runnin, we came up from the basement You are watching a ma– master at work Logic68Embed

ICONIC Lyrics Shout out to that boy Slim Shady for all the love, yeah! Tell me what you know about real life Tell me what you know about dark nights Bitch, Im Bruce Wayne in the game You just perpetrating from the sideline, what it feel like? Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly Fuck a milli, now Im comin for that William Hold up, wait a minute, think about it, thats a billi God damn, boy, you know Im puttin in the work Ima get em, I got em and now they all hurt Ima let em know, I never let em know They never seem to know that I am a master Bitch Im all up in it, come and get it, you could never get rid of it Every bit of it in this motherfucker Like Im in the middle of little Italy, a lot of shit was never given to me Thats just a fallacy told by the enemy tryna get ahead of me They dead to me, everybody dead to me Everybody know that Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno We know Tarantino a killer but the Young Sinatra Got you by the neck and the spirit the second they hear it They fear it as soon as they get near it, everybody revere it like Tell me-tell me-tell me what you know about real life, real life Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights Bitch, Im Bruce Wayne in the game You just perpetrating from the sideline, what it feel like—feel like? Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly Fuck a milli, now Im comin for that William Hold up, wait a minute, think about it, thats a billi Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the king now! Nobody want to step up in the ring now I sacrificed my twenties now that money aint a thing now! Now that money aint a thing Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the king now! Nobody want to step up in the ring now I sacrificed my twenties now that money aint a thing now! Now that money aint a thing Everybody talk about my race on socials Make the boy wanna go postal Since I went triple plat I only identify as bi-coastal I dont live life like most do Never did the shit I was supposed to Not a lotta shit you could say about me Yeah, my hairline faded but my bank accountll roast you Tell me—tell me—tell me what you know about real life, real life Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights Bitch, Im Bruce Wayne in the game You just perpetrating from the sideline, what it feel like, feel like? Metaphor game too silly, punch lines way too silly Fuck a milli now, Im comin for that William Hold up, wait a minute, think about it, thats a billi You already know what that is Young Sinatra, icons inspire icons Gold chains wrapped around my neck like pythons The drip way, yeah Yeah! Greatest alive, Im the greatest alive Im the greatest at being me, aint nobody seeing me So, check it like CMB, thats word to the DMV Im straight from the basement, I made it like a villain, Im hated Word to Jermaine, this shit just aint been the same Never simple and plain like a bullet to the brain Im blowing minds, yeah, I gotta kick shit with this rhyme Second I spit it, so divine, thats word to your mom Sweeping these rappers up like its a chore, who want more? Ill leave anybody two times four Dropping pounds in London like I lost weight My mindstate is like a freight when I rhyme, check the state of mind Yeah, my train of thought is never off the track When I drive it, so stop it Im killin em like a virus After they dead Im still in em, who feelin em, everybody now Its never nothin like the first time, nothin like your first rhyme Nothin like getting that nut in for the first time Thats the type of shit they never tell you now Bitches come and go, I know, I know, you cant fuck with this flow Bobby Tarantino, get the C note, oh yeah, there he go Tell me they love it, they want it, they need it I never been defeated, no, never given up Do what I do, how I do gotta live it up This shit right here on the real, I cant get enough God damn, uh, Im the motherfuckin man Went from gettin close to the gang To sipping champagne on a plane Do what you love in life and never second guess it Even when haters protest it now You ever wonder what it means to You ever wonder what it, uh You ever wonder what it means to finally live in your dreams? Then realize that everything, it just aint what it seems? Uh, yeah, I thought I wanted to be the greatest alive Until I realized that being the greatest is just a lie Like the opening words in this verse That as soon as they disperse, make other rappers converse And plot to put in you a hearse, real talk, fuck rap I hate and I love it cause its so negative Everybody selfish, nobody wanna give A helping hand to the next man, well, fuck you then Fuck your ethnicity, we all one Cause when my last album dropped, you know we all won Yeah, that shit went number one, so everybody won I said that shit went number one, so everybody won 52Embed

​​clickbait Lyrics You are amazing, you are amazing, you are amazing, you are You are amazing, you are amazing, you are amazing, you are You are incredible, you are incredible, you are incredible, you aint shit You are incredible, you are forgettable, you are forgettable, you are for... All these comments got me lost in my mind All these thoughts that Im having are not mine I always post that Im having a good time So my life looks perfect online She say she never done some shit like this before Suck my dick until I nut and then I go I want a good girl but I always fuck with hoes I love drugs, I pop pills, I do blow, blow, blow I think this girl at the club wants to fuck me And I really think her boyfriend wants to fuck me up Youre the reason that Im up all night Youre the reason that I get no sleep You say my music aint shit when I creep Say I should empty the whole bottle in my mouth like Peep And overdose, immortalize myself While the media use my death, monetize they wealth RIP Lil Peep, let that young man sleep Let that young man death teach The youth, the streets To beat addiction Yeah, thats my diction Moment of silence I dont do the Breakfast Club cause Charlamagne is shameless Thats the only one I leave out when I run my bases Do your research fore you call somebody homophobic You make a living off of controversy and you know it I aint that type of artist, respect my name and we can talk about it Id suck a dick just to prove it aint that way Ninety-nine percent dont listen what I say Quote that line but leave out all the mental health Slap a bitch in the face then I count my wealth Thats the shit they want, yeah, thats the shit they need Thats the shit make people click Thats the shit that make me sick, so You are amazing, you are amazing, you are amazing, you are You are amazing, you are amazing, you are amazing, you are You are incredible, you are incredible, you are incredible, you aint shit You are incredible, you are forgettable, you are forgettable, you are for...38Embed

Inception Lyrics Logic I got a date with destiny My heart says yeah, but can’t convince the rest of me I tried so hard to make it with no recipe My selfish ways caught up and got the best of me I need redemption, no need to mention my past Cause all that matters now is bigger than diamonds and cash The glitz, the glamour, the lights, the camera, the action The stage, the fans, the speakers blastin You know I want it; I need it, don’t doubt it, I can’t live without it This is everything I dreamed of, it’s everything I’ve ever wanted But is it really truly in my plans Or did God mix up my blueprints? Did He have it right there in his hands? Anybody give me a hint I can feel it now; I know it’s coming And I don’t give a fuck what anybody say I’ve fallen, I’ve risen, I chose and selected this mission Incarceration, through these bars created a prison And I intend to do the time that the sentence is given 25 to life, yeah, that’s how I’m living Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever make it But there’s only one way Ima know I’m like a seed planted in the dirt Feels like I’ve been waitin forever to grow And maybe today is the day And maybe tonight is the night But one thing that I know fo sho This time, I’ma get it right Crowd screaming Logic Logic, Logic Logic, Logic, Logic62Embed

Now Lyrics Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Goddamnit now they, damn it now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Wasnt bout it back then, all a sudden now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now I mustve got it cause they wanna seem like everybody Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Break it down for these motherfuckers thinking that they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Goddamnit now they, damn it now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Wasnt bout it back then, all a sudden now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now I mustve got it cause they wanna seem like everybody Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Break it down for these motherfuckers thinking that they Fuckin with me now, but they never was Tell me where was yall back on the come up way before the buzz? Chillin with my homies in the basement like it really was Fuckin with me now, top down, just the four of us RattPack to the fullest, the people want more of us Man, now weve finally got connected Did it all without a plug and so they fucking with me now Yeah weve got it now, yes Ive got it now So I gotta keep it real right now Tell me how you feelin, bitches grillin, we making a killin The villain chillin, Im livin the life Ive got the feelin For the realest on the rise, shootin for the sky VMG fuck all them other guys, been advised to give up We live up to the bar set, Bobbysoxer doin 120 in a Corvette Blowin up like a war vet Goddamn, everybody wonder who I am Cause I came out the cut like a stitch in your hand And, my music flowing through your city like drug money Made a mill off rap, fuck drug money And now you hit me like I got you whatever you need But deep down, hope a motherfucker bleed, yeah they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Goddamnit now they, damn it now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Wasnt bout it back then, all a sudden now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now I mustve got it cause they wanna seem like everybody Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Break it down for these motherfuckers thinking that they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Goddamnit now they, damn it now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Wasnt bout it back then, all a sudden now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now I mustve got it cause they wanna seem like everybody Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Break it down for these motherfuckers thinking that they Fuckin with me now, break it down come off of the crown Nowhere to be found on the come up now they come around Talk about they hold me down, yeah? Acting like they know me, now they know me now, yeah? Where you been? You gon be there when I need a friend? Say Ive got em when I hit rock bottom and get up again Sippin gin, now would you pick up the pen If I was locked up in the pen? Tell me can you reminisce on way back when it did begin? When I look at you, I do not see a friend When I look at you look at me I can tell you only see some type of end Fuckin with me now, actin like we kin But you dont know where Ive been Goddamn, bring it back again yeah Back again yeah, bring it back again yeah Back again yeah, back again yeah Bring it back again yeah Talkin bout they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Goddamnit now they, damn it now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Wasnt bout it back then, all a sudden now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now I mustve got it cause they wanna seem like everybody Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Break it down for these motherfuckers thinking that they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Goddamnit now they, damn it now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Wasnt bout it back then, all a sudden now they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now I mustve got it cause they wanna seem like everybody Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Break it down for these motherfuckers thinking that they Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now Fuckin with me now, fuckin with me now112Embed

The Spotlight Lyrics Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights Just easy as A-B-C, thats how you make it right I am literally in the air, right now, rapping up a stewardess First class, I am so new at this Used to ride the metro, now that shit is retro Like the infrareds on my feet, baby lets go Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me Gotta catch a flight but the fans wanna stall me Life of a don, chain just glowin Always in the lab with the fresh kicks on Im at the MGM, rocking MCM, Bobby Soxer on my arm its only 10 PM Got the RattPack with me going HAM at the hotel Name brand everything fuck a wholesale No, I am not materialistic I was broke my whole life, and no I dont miss it Last seven years of my life was in a lab Working everyday giving it everything I had Now that a brother is finally recognized I will not let the limelight hypnotize Everybody be sure, Imma always want more Does anybody make real shit anymore? Under the spotlight, neither black nor white It doesnt matter As strong as you might, working day and night Whatever happens The grind never stops, like Im running from the cops Its hard to stay humble when youre force-fed props But I dont give a damn, I am just a man I am not more important than any one of my fans First name Bobby so Im all about The Hundreds Work so hard, erybody think Im blunted Gunning hard with the mask and Glock And Ima stay with extra clips till the casket drops Finna blow in the next three years, tops Talking worldwide, not just hip-hop Rappers now-a-days so flip-flop Talking bout you, wanna work Motherfucker kick rocks I am on the come up, headed to the top Repping MD, and never will I stop Me and the crew Vs up, Visionary what it do Step to the mic, lyricism ensues We go hard, only on campus when I wanna study abroad Guess thats why they wonder if I go there All the groupie bitches wanna put they fingers through my hair Cant fade the thirst, chill out, whoa there Let me get it, let me bring it back Haters talking shit but I get richer when they doing that Yes I am pursuing that, number one album, worldwide And fuck whoever doubt him Under the spotlight, neither black nor white It doesnt matter As strong as you might, working day and night Whatever happens Is this what you want? The way you move is a mystery34Embed

Lost in Translation Lyrics Yeah, turn my headphones up just a little more Just a little bit Chillin with my homies and we vibin’ All this potion that Im sippin, I ain’t drivin Life a motherfucker, but we still survivin Colored people time, but nigga, we still arrivin Chillin with my homies and we vibin All this potion that Im sippin, I ain’t drivin’ Life a motherfucker, but we still survivin Colored people time, but nigga, we still arrivin’ Im feelin like Andre pre-3K cause all I got is Benjamins Y’all know the regiment R-A-double-T-P-A-C-K Rappin like back in the day, yeah, you heard what I say From EBT and watchin BET on my TV to platinum CD Now I got it like that, the boy brought it like that Yeah they gon bring it back Like the illest sample from the 70s, Im feelin heavenly Grew up in Maryland and now my neighbor is Beverly Even when Bobby Boy over the hill and hes 70 Ima be packin that weaponry, I am the greatest alive You already know it, I dont gotta say it, this shit is telepathy If you feel different, then step to me Cause Ive been ballin, shot-callin Droppin heat back to back while yall stallin Yall wanna ante up, but Im all-in Climbin the ladder, aint no way Im fallin Come here, my darlin, married to the game Come now, feel the pain But I got a side bitch and thats real We love to make movies, I told you, thats reel Thats just how I feel Tell me what I, tell me what I really wanna give for a life like this No, the boy wont fade away Take it day-to-day, everybody wanna hate straight-away Thats how we livin in the world today Im Louis, you more C.K. Was a outcast on the come up back in the day And now Im more Andre post-3K, like woo Break it down Break-break-break-break-break it down Break it down Break-break-break-break-break it down Ayo, ayo Fuck you like Cee-Lo, buck it then I reload Sippin Pellegrino, shoot the shit like Tarantino In the cut like Lilo with everybody we know We all in together like we cousins in the 90s And if you dont know bout that shit Then you dont know bout rap shit, thats jack shit You aint got a nickel, son, yeah, I said thats Jack shit You aint got a dime dog, you dropped it, thats rat shit Stab you in the back shit, ratchet My style is impeccable and nobody could match it Im Bruce Wayne terrorizin Gotham, Im batshit Im Kim Kardashian with a hatchet Constantly reshapin this body of work, Im an introvert Wonder why I smoke dope, no wonder why I cant cope Far from evil, Im kinda like Spike Spiegel A cowboy paid for retrieval Bitches jumpin to conclusions like Evil Knievel Best believe you, bitch, Ill leave you stranded Try to dap me up left-handed Ill leave you defeated and amputated til the blood coagulated I force the crowd to throw they hands up like cannibals My God, what a fuckin animal Sicker than givin brain to Hannibal Lecter You come correct but I come correcter Food for thought, but hold the lecture Ayo, I kill the pussy, yeah I make sehctib cremate Im an original screenplay in a world full of remakes I record my shit the first time, you need more than three takes Lyrically, Im undefined on this fuckin beat tape, my god Break-break-break-break-break-break-break-break-break-break Break it down Break-break-break-break-break-break-break-break-break-break Break it down Okay コンフェシャンス（コンフェッションズ）オブデンジャラスマインド ご参加いただきありがとうございました。 最高だったでしょう！？ 楽しんでいただけたことを願っています。 もし、ロジックをお気に召さないのであれば、耳を塞ぐか、帰っていただいて結構。 でもそんなあなたは、本当はロジックを愛してやまないんでしょう。毎日、彼の行動が気になって仕方ないはず。 おそらく、あなたは気付かないうちに虜になってしまったのね。 世界中で聴いてる、RattPack のみんな！ 私たちは共に歴史を刻んできた。 いつもあなたたちを愛し、感謝しています。 Marylandから日本へ愛を込めて RattPack, motherfucker Arigato RattPack, motherfucker Kyaah!60Embed

The Jam Lyrics Buck, buck, buck, buck, booyakasha! What the fuck you mean you aint know my name? Only thing I changed, I aint got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin, Fuck the fame What the fuck you mean you aint know my name? Only thing I changed, I aint got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin, Fuck the fame Sellin records on a major label But Im still movin like Im independent Still respected like Im in the pen and Im just talkin my shit so dont get offended Bitch I been invented this real Been the same since my deal If you try to say that Im changin Wait for the album, see how you feel My third album my Graduation, like Kanye Music on another level Yeah, Im tryna take this shit further beyond Ye I just might fuck around and drop this shit on em by surprise Like Im Beyoncé Got a couple million in the bank right now But I want my zeros beyond Jay Counting money like Rothenberg PC Paid a price to be me, aint it nice to be me? Aint it nice to be free? Do what you want when you wanna do it On the real, it aint nothin to it Young man on his Alan Watts In a bookstore with my pocket watch Wifey, goin hard with the squats Life good so they take shots Thats childish, I hate shots Ive been at it, Rattpack, get that shit tatted Fuck with me on Snapchat Talk shit and get clapped back Only carry-on is my backpack When I jetset like a war vet, what up? What the fuck you mean you aint know my name? Only thing I changed, I aint got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin, Fuck the fame What the fuck you mean you aint know my name? Only thing I changed, I aint got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin, Fuck the fame Everybody know Ive been at it with this rap shit Fuck around with this trap shit But this next album is a wrap, shit My third album my Graduation, like Kanye Music on another level Yeah, Im tryna take this shit further beyond Ye I just might fuck around and drop this shit on em by surprise Like Im Beyoncé Got a couple million in the bank right now But I want my zeros beyond Jay I want my zeros beyond, I want my zeros beyond Jay That shit they talkin beyond fake Fact I’m right now here beyond fate, uh Ima take a minute and get in it so you know Im in it This right here is my house, you the tenant Everything that happens, I intend it Every word that you hear, I invented Ive been living like a king, I aint worried bout a thing I just been bumpin that Destroyer Girl in a Sling Thats the type of shit I bring Im doin this for the fans So they can turn up in my absence Started a channel Already made a hundred grand off of AdSense I aint do it for the money though I dont do it for the money though Shout out to Kid Cudi though Thats the homie, you already know What the fuck you mean you aint know my name? Only thing I changed, I aint got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin, Fuck the fame What the fuck you mean you aint know my name? Only thing I changed, I aint got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin, Fuck the fame I dont give a damn, I know who I am, tell em I dont give a damn, I know who I am Yeah they talkin, but Im gettin money for me and my fam This shit aint that super deep, nah, this right here just the jam This right here the jam This right here just the jam This shit right here jam, this my jam This shit here the jam 5-0 triple-033Embed

Icy Lyrics Im icy, Im clean Im icy Im icy Im clean Im a bad motherfucker Im mean Im icy Im clean Im a bad motherfucker Im mean I had a plot as a kid to get rich Hah, listen, lil bitch Got the game in my hand like a Switch Its just me and my clique Rap and get money, rap and get money Said rap and get money, motherfucker Aint this shit funny? Dont do it for money, dont do it for money But if it come down to the money I got a lot I got a lot, like a lot More than I need I got children to feed, I got places to be I got bitches to fuck, let me see your ID Nah, Im just playin, Im playin You know that Im playin, dont know what Im sayin, no Know that we chillin, we vibin We smokin and drinkin, we gettin this money though Follow me, follow me, follow me All the way, all the way into my paradise Im so cold, I think Im made of ice Im icy Im clean Im a bad motherfucker Im mean Im icy Im clean Im a bad motherfucker Im mean Im a human glacier, wrist full of frozen water Comin live from the hood like a news reporter Bling bling, Mr. S-O-I-C-Y All the hoes jockin Gucci Mane and I see why I stay fresh and clean clean like André 3-thou I was a big boy since a kid, now the world found out Mom named me Radric cause Im radical Teamed up with Logic, he threw me a lateral Big gold solitaires, thats collateral She a Wop stan, she so fanatical Fall out when they see me, they dramatical She aint icy enough, were not compatible Im icy Im clean Im a bad motherfucker Im mean Im icy Im clean Im a bad motherfucker Im mean Im icy, Im icy, Im so cold, Im chilly You know I got the C-notes like Im Eilish, Im Billie That boy Logic flow so cold, loco, crazy, silly You ever gon stop rappin? Im thinkin no, no, not really, ayy I be quick to put an ugly bitch in her place Cause a beautiful woman is something to see And shes not defined by her face Cant fuck with no girl that be all on the Gram Tryna post while Im eatin spaghetti Damn, girl, cant you be normal? Im famous as fuck, yeah, we get it already But who give a shit about that I am a good man, how bout that? No way in hell Im defined by the stat Smokin that pack, let me get it back Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that If you wanna come and get it with the RattPack Like ayy, Ima be here forever and a day I be at the Grammy party with Jay and Bey Oh shit, yeah, thats me Sellin out NYC That shit I cant believe Im icy Im clean Im a bad motherfucker Im mean Im icy Im clean Im a bad motherfucker Im mean47Embed

XXL Freshmen 2013 Cypher - Part 3 Lyrics I tried to take the time to become someones inspiration Turnt up to the max, but talked about education Preach how marijuana was the healin to the nation Tatted Bob Marley face to help me through all my phases This livin life shit is startin to take a hold on me Started out with verbalizin poetry, murdalizin Any instrumental anybody tried to throw at me And thats when hip-hop start to grow on me You could say that Im proud, cause I wasnt followin crowds I was stuntin on all them niggas that was runnin they mouth Surpassed my expectations on anybody with doubts Feedin niggas the truth, why you niggas lookin spoofed? The beginnin to gettin what I deserve Cause in this life of sin, you only winnin when its earned So niggas gettin handouts is liable to burn Yeah, you could shine now, but its probably gon die down So when it quiet down for the day And you broke, cause throwin money seemed cooler than tryna save Nigga, be a man, make a plan, be a better nigga and Try to find a way to make a way, keep it G Aight, I see you, yeah Maryland, what´s up? Visionary Music Group, RattPack Yeah, yeah, yeah 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 Smackin 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 Exterminatin fakes like crooked jakes, killin for high stakes Guarantee that its 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 I know a lot of people lookin at me Like, Who the hell this White boy reppin VMG? Racially Im no different from Cole or Young Drizzy Just a half-breed born to succeed, now what you need? Visionary, RattPack, Young Sinatra I am like magic, I am a classic Puttin heat to these bitches like Im ironin fabric Cant satisfy the appetite of a savage So Im eatin til Im at the top, openin passage Openin passage always so drastic I kill the shit and have them bitches holdin a casket I am on point, bitch, Im verbally cactus And its my turn now like a rotatin axis Tell em I dont hold my tongue for no one Im a fuckin asshole, so forth, so on And I rap circles round bitches, I got em runnin in relays Had they jaw dropped in the same position for three days I hear them hoes hatin, I got a proposition Until you compose, you ain’t no competition I put bitches in a bag, be next Im comin up like gag reflex These bitches on my sack, t-dip Im givin out sneak previews, free clips Yall bitches dont want the drama I end your sentencin like colon, comma Call me misses, take the lead to these bitches On tracks like glue to the weave of these bitches I take em all in like Im breathin these bitches Then put a couple tricks up the sleeves of these bitches Im killin, best believe I make em bleed and need stitches I cant believe you really be believin these bitches Damn, dead is how Im leavin these bitches Watch em all get sonned like Im breedin these bitches17Embed

Deeper Than Money Lyrics People want to talk about what makes them happy What really makes you happy? Tell me what makes you happy Makes you happy, makes you sad, makes you glad Tell me what makes you happy People say its money, give me the money All the money If I could live forever and a day Know Id never fade away But my life is not okay, I... I take the bus to my job and one night I got robbed Life is fucking up my vibe, I... I wish had a lot of money Had a lot of dough, had a lot of paper, you already know My life would be so much better with cheddar Only work as hard as I do for vendetta Cause my ninth grade teacher said I wouldnt be shit Wouldnt be nothing, working that minimum wage And cooking McMuffins, so Im puffing on this green Wishing I had more money than I do Imagine if I had more money than Erykah Badu, ah! And so Im all about my business Is there anyone who wit this? Can a brother get a witness like: Ah—Ooh, Ah—Ooh Wassup with it, come and get it Tell me now whats on your mind I aint talking bout that shit you post up on your timeline Speak to me in real time, open up and redefine Open up a motherfucking book for once and read a line Somebody tell me now what done happen to society My happiness is gone and it took with it my sobriety They say that money cannot make you happy Do not lie to me, whoever said that shit was never broke And wouldnt try to be, who is you to try with me? Why you trying me, like ah... Now Imma tell em what makes me happy This what makes me happy, right here Like this... Jump up on that MPC, like a boss MVP Cook up shit that make other producers wanna envy me Master it then set it free, turn it into MP3s Spin that shit up in Serato, I can feel the energy This shit is deeper than money Deeper than money Deeper than money Deeper, deeper than money This shit is deeper than money Deeper than money Deeper than money You know its deeper, deeper honey This shit is deeper than money Deeper than your money My money, they money, everybody money Said, this shit is deeper than money Deeper than money Deeper than money Its deeper than money I dont do this shit for nothing but myself I dont do this shit for nothing but myself I dont do this shit for nothing but myself I dont do this shit for nothing but myself Think I need to focus more on my health I do, I do—this the shit that I love This the shit that I love Comes straight from above Off the top off the dome Gotta get it, go home Hella late, feeling good, got a lot on my plate What the fuck is on my mind? I just, I just want to rhyme This the type of shit I got to do Oh my God, whats the time? Can you feel it right now? Can you feel the whole style? Its the type of shit, I gotta get it, gotta get it Ive been vibing out here in Malibu Would you come through? Tell me motherfucker truly what it do? L-O-G-I-C, this is who I be L.A. where Im at, M.D. what I be All that, all that God, I can feel it, I can feel it Im a fly on the wall feeling ten feet tall Right now this the type of shit, this the style This the motherfucking style And so I tell em... This shit is deeper than money Deeper than money Deeper than money Deeper, deeper than money This shit is deeper than money Deeper than money Deeper than money You know its deeper, deeper honey This shit is deeper than money Deeper than your money My money, they money, everybody money Said, this shit is deeper than money Deeper than money Deeper than money Its deeper than money23Embed

Break It Down Lyrics Uh, feeling like I gotta get it right now Moving like a killer in the darkness outta sight now On another level, so the devil wanna fight now Growing up dirt broke, but its looking bright now Bitches on the pipe now, want the dick right now But I cant fade, taking shots with the sight down Uh, uh, yeah, I coulda died that day But I guess God dont ride that way Chillin in the cut, getting high all day With a couple bad bitches, Ima do it my way Driven by the way that I be livin, everything I got em giving Why you think they cant do it like me? Uh Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah No, I dont smoke, but Im feeling like Maybe getting greenll get a brotha feeling hella right Bitches on my dick, but I dont give a damn Blowin up my phone, trynna get the dinner plan Back stage with the homies bout to get it, man Fuck a fifteen minute man Look young, but I been a man All that ringtone rap, make a brother wanna kill a man I am just a sinner, man, keep it real, yeah, that been the plan You know we always do it for the fans I be super low key like No I.D. Always in the lab, yes sir, thats me Label that Im reppin, thats VMG From the womb to the tomb, we be keepin it G What you know about me? Everybody know that I be reppin that 301, fuck around and get sonned West Deer Park, thats where Im from Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Feeling like I gotta bring it back again Always on another level, dont know how to act again I be on that real , no I never back down You dont wanna fuck around, busting like a MAC now Started from the bottom, aint no way Ima go back down Slack now, harder motherfucker, hell naw, never that now Tell me that they love me, I dont give a fuck Boy chillin in the cut, bad bitch, far from a slut Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah What do you want me to say? Just letting you know, Im not gonna do it Ima get high Uh, Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah Ima get high Yeah, yeah, yeah37Embed

Open Mic\\Aquarius III Lyrics Okay, settle, settle, settle, settle, ladies and gentlemen, settle down Okay, so, this next brother were gonna bring up to the stage usually does not come in on Monday nights Youre in for a real treat, ladies and gentlemen Give it to Mr. Hall Rip out my soul from the depths of my flesh Flesh from my blood I caress Right on the page so its fresh I take my time, but express Lot on my mind, but I guess Its just in my genes like a Glock 17, like a genetic scene Kick in the door, we blow it off the hinge Music my drug, tie it off, then inject the syringe Its in my blood, aint no need to pretend Therapist tell me I dont need to defend Therapy tell me I dont need to explain Just drop the record on the needle and express my pain Cant wait until my son shine and together we reign My queens by my side like Manhattan Fuck rapping, this is poetic conviction My rendition is not meant for your diction Battled addiction in the womb A crack baby by definition Keys to ignition with no permission That mean that Im driven Alive cause Im living Fuck workin with what youve been given I knew I always wanted more like The Roots in nine-five And Ill be sure to do more for my family than mine did Cause hip-hop rhymes taught me more than my moms did Didnt drink til I was twenty-five cause Im my moms kid All I knew was alcoholism and prison Only saw domestic violence and racial division Social worker trying to take me away But I know that group home probably worse, hell nah, no way At least I know my odds here, Ima be okay Adapted to the lifestyle, so Ima be okay Keep that one just in case, yeah Im just an entity My DNA, not my identity Finding serenity Become a better man, I better be For the child in my baby mama stummy, never crummy We get big bread Tryin to be the greatest, that shit been dead Im trying to be the happiest that I can be instead Im trying to get ahead like a fetus Money dont complete us, but it feed us, it can lead us to depression Being rich is not a blessing, fame is not a blessing Wasnt til I was rich and famous, I learned that lesson Whats the meaning of life, to live it, what Im guessing Live it, live it Living life like this is so crazy Hip-hop is amazing One day, youre on top and the next, they want to erase em Goddamn, what Im facing Every day a new frustration People thinking Im complacent People thinking that I changed like a cashier But I cant let that register, get the fuck up on out of here Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, get high as the stratosphere I can hear the voices in my mind when I rhyme Give it up, youre out of time Never even had a prime Like the Preemo never linked up with 59 Bitch, Im back like the muscles surrounding my vertebrae Okay, fuck what you gotta say I keep it going, already know when Im flowing For the listener, youre kind of like a therapist Or rather Cole in 2005, flowing like Canibus That throwback shit, yeah, that throwback shit Fuck what you heard, my catalog, it aint got no wack shit Cause Im a gladiator in the Colosseum, everybody wanna be him Til they feel like they cant be him, then they wanna see him lose Wrote this poem in navy, thats what I call singing the blues Word to Dot D, my family got me, no carbon copy Life can hit you harder than Drago But if I roll with the punches when its rocky, dont ever stop me Never top me, never cocky, Im never cocky Okay, well, maybe sometimes Occasionally in some rhymes But its fine, in due time Im the illest to ever do it, come now, Bobby Boy, cool it An indigenous era of the indigenous emcee Riding this motherfucker til the tank on E Whats up? , yeah, uh Yeah, uh, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah Uh, yeah Fuck all the bullshit, dig from deep down inside I wrote this sitting shotgun in my favorite ride Reflecting on memories from my childhood Bringing a baby in this world, I hope my child good All I ever gave a fuck about was my career But all that shit out the window now that my son is here Fuck sales and streams, none of that shit entails dreams Fuck rap, fuck press, fuck feeling like Im less If it aint bout my happiness, then I could give a fuck less I remember window shopping Now Im shopping for windows for my baby new room Bobby coming soon And thats the type of line I wouldve second-guessed Putting on my shit before Out of fear that they would hate cause they couldnt relate Cause it wasnt relevant Give a fuck if its evident, this right here is the evidence Im like Leo in Revenant, bear with me You could tear me apart But that wont take away the fact I wrote this shit from the heart Where its built from the start Where its finna stay Ive learned every days a good day Surrounded by people that love me Dont want nothing from me but my happiness Off the internet, thats when Im at my happiest Scrolling so much, my thumb fucked up We call that carpal tunnel vision Follow me like religion on this course of collision Feeling imprisoned, and this is my freedom through these lyrics As I repeat them and beat em into my conscience like Adonis All this lyricism straight to the dome like cocaine through the sinus I think I finally found my paradise, thats word to Thomas51Embed

Young Jedi Lyrics Real talk, just RattPack, besides that, nobody I trust Back again like I never left, Young Sinatra, that’s to the death We turnt up ’til we go deaf, rep RattPack ’til my last breath I cut records like Kid Cudi, day and night, that’s all the time From the underground to the mainstream, my same team get all the shine They wanted beef but I never knew, I just keep the peace and get revenue Stay true, they never do, cut all ties, I sever you These rappers like women, thats off of their pill, we keeping it real but they flow is irregular Grab the mic and I murder on the regular while these bitches hit me up on my cellular I can’t take the time that I take to rhyme and just bullshit, man, that blow my mind I’m 23 like MJ, that’s no rest like overtime Writing rhymes on the tour bus, we stay real to the core of us They talk shit ’bout RattPack but every day, man, there’s more of us That money come and that money go, but this music shit, man, that’s all I know I been broke and I got paid, like a Goodfella that got made I’m draped up and I’m dripped out, went to school, got kicked out Told my mama, she flipped out, said “fuck it all” and I dipped out But I’m back though, whole time, fuck bitches, I just rhyme Brand new state of mind, my lifestyle is so divine Cause I’ve lived and I’ve learned, now I hustle and earn Cause once you in the limelight, everybody concerned With your wellbeing, and if you feel okay Bitch, you wasn’t here a year ago, why are you here today? I got professor paper, your money need an extension I’m selling success, save up and pay attention Money can’t buy happiness, but that shit can support it Cause what’s a family of five if you can’t even afford it? Sinatra Feeling good, feeling great Feeling like a XXL Freshman on your bitch ass, nigga Try me Creeping on the come-up with my nigga Logic, time to get it popping Got your city watching, hit the stage, them titties popping What it do? Bruh, I fuck witchu, don’t let these haters knock ya Keep it, keep it G, don’t keep them lames around ya Fuck the, fuck the world, y’all gon’ feel my passion I’ma create that shit that’s fuckin’ everlasting I’m overboard with the tactics, walk out the house And I ain’t even matching, but I’m stunting cause I’m the coolest and the youngest I told ‘em I was a threat, they scared of what’s next I’m Christoper Dorner in effect if you speakin’ down on my name Walking down this road, I’m the only one in my lane And my fingers getting itchy, that’s that money coming to get me Mr. Wright, Mr. Dizzy Wright, Vegas nigga shit Wait a minute, ain’t them niggas on the list? Making moves, making super moves, who the fuck is you? Nigga what? Nigga, nigga, what? Them niggas the truth It’s an honor to be a part of the heart of the young Sinatra You ain’t gotta smoke weed, we gon’ celebrate with this vodka Grinding for some time, and I’m hella straight with the dollars So if you call me and you need me, then I got ya Don’t talk about being the realest, niggas gon’ feel us regardless We gotta keep on killing, I got the mind of a martian I’m spaced out somewhere in a world that I never been Living out my dreams and I’m still tryna settle in See it’s amazing, studio sessions , beautiful blessings I’m faded, usually quiet , but I’ve got this message So I speak it like I know it Got my shot, I took it and I didn’t fuckin’ blow it, now everything is in motion Calling out my homies who understand what it means To get off your ass, get on your grind and follow your dreams Making it a fact to be great at what you achieve If I lead, would you follow with a ease? Open your mind, elevate to the level of this rhyme Keep it G to the dime, many seek, never find Never knowing when I’m flowing, feeling heroic, never ask Chilling with your bitch, I can’t help but grab up on that ass Swerving at 120 while she’s rolling weed on the dash Many never follow their dreams but follow the cash And this is the reason the Reaper is coming for they ass Top dollar, money, bitches, Impalas, fuck it all, let me holler And show you how we do it where I come from We getting money for the long term, not just no lump sum Uh, how you feeling? Make a killing, bitches higher than the ceiling I’m Goku, you fuckers is Krillin with the spirit bomb Fuck around, throw your body on the lawn Right in front of your mom, motherfuckers, I’m gone RattPack As you see, my Jedi powers are far beyond yours You have interfered with our affairs for the last time49Embed

Still Ballin Lyrics Cause thats uh, Seth MacFarlane shit Orville, we on that outer space Fuck it, we keeping this in the beginning too Nyeesh Im ready to kick it Give me the sample, you know Ima flip it Writin this shit like Im Lemony Snicket If she lookin bad then you know Ima dick it I whip it out, then let her lick it Im wicked, Im awesome, Im icy, Im flossin Literally, shit is literary I eviscerate any my adversary When I rolled up, showed up, leave em toed up If you represent, then throw up Tell me how you really wanna get it Cause you motherfuckers better be ready for the moment that Ima give it Im a monster like Nicki, Im twisted Dont look away, no you dont want to miss it Im glad everybody can listen me spit it I hit em with the brrat like gat, dont miss it Ayy, bitches, they all on my dick I know you lovin this shit Rappers, they run when I spit Wait, let me reload the clip Im kicking this shit like kung fu, kicking this shit like Cordae do Kill em all, then hit the rendezvous Killing these beats like Kanye do Like Yeezus, believe us, my Jesus, Im ballin Top five alive but number one callin They say, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, you so busy, so shameless Hit another level when your ass got famous Now they taking shots at the boy but its aimless That purple micro, red dot, Im high and Im killin shit Since 2009, feelin fine, yeah, Im still in it Changin with the times when I rhyme, people feelin it like braille They say, Logic different now, and I be like, Oh well Im rich, Im healthy, Im happy, and Im wealthy Money like my last name Banks Bitch, you Geoffrey, bitch, you Geoffrey, like shit You salty, uh, I said you salty cause you sluggish I made it cause Im me, aint switch the image like Im thuggish Im ballin like the Nuggets, they hatin, Im like, Fuck it Every shot I take, I make like Kobe, Im like, Buckets Im ballin, Im ballin, yall Told you way back when that I aint fuckin with yall Im ballin, Im ballin, yall Wasnt with me way back when, then I wont answer the call Im ballin, Im ballin, yall Told you way back when that I aint fuckin with yall Im ballin, Im ballin, yall Wasnt with me way back when, then I wont answer the call One foot out the door, one foot in the Wraith I do what I want, you do what they say Gucci, I dont rock, only Taylor Gang New chain I just bought so icy, freeze your brain Party on the plane, party when I land I just left the snow and now Im in the sand, yall dont understand Everywhere we go, people turn to fans I dont mean to brag but I get the bag, yall dont see the plan Pressure, all I smoke is pressure Million dollars in the bank and fitted on the dresser And I aint ever gonna change, Ill stay the same forever You niggas better play it safe til everything is settled Im in the new levels, I keep my cool better Just copped a new crib because the pool better Just got a private flight, that mean I flew better To kill this fuckin beat, me and Logic, who better? Hahaha Im ballin , Im ballin, yall Told you way back when that I aint fuckin with yall Im ballin, Im ballin, yall Wasnt with me way back when, then I wont answer the call Im ballin, Im ballin, yall Told you way back when that I aint fuckin with yall Im ballin, Im ballin, yall Wasnt with me way back when, then I wont answer the call 51Embed

Do Ya Like Lyrics Without me knowing, they melt my heart to stone And I hear your words that I made up You say my name like there could be an us I best tidy up Baby girl, you know what I want Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Baby girl, you know what I want Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah Let me get it right now, make you get aroused Baby you been on my mind for a while now I just wanna take some time Write this rhyme with a beautiful woman like you in mind Baby, be mine Im tryna find what makes you tick, can we talk? Maybe walk around the park, trust me, girl, Ill stand apart All women aint bitches And all men arent dogs even though we bark Cause I just want to get to know you Maybe run around and show you what a gentleman is Yeah, tell me what it do Shawty, Im coming for you Aint talking about sex, Im talking about something from above Im talkin bout love Im talkin bout love, love, love, love, love Yeah, now that you know that Im for real Its the perfect time to kill Any fear that you may have Baby girl, I wont be mad if you aint feelin it But if you down, better believe Im killin it Take you to the crib on that late night drillin it Baby girl, you know what I want Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Baby girl, you know what I want Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Wait a second, hold up How the hell you think I got this name? Girl, Im all about the brain Why you think they call me Okay, condom in my pocket Lay on the bed, let me rock it Please dont stop the spit from profit But this right here on the house Fuck the bed, we cuttin on the floor then later on the couch Ladies give out til I gets it in Make you scream and make you grin From the very beginnin from the second Im in Im trying to tease you, let me please you Baby girl you know I need you Do you like you never had it Putting work with this one right here Yeah you know its just for fun Give it to you like I was trying to conceive a son I gets it done then Im ready for more So, aint no telling where well go But one thing that I know fo sho This angel has no halo, I dont play no games You can ask my ex I never eat the box But if I control her, I may select some freaky shit to start Then bring it back We can go for hours, girl I never slept Tell me how you want it Face to face or rough and from the back Just like that, she gon overwork me if I let her But I dont give a damn, I just wanna feel better, ayy Baby girl, you know what I want Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Baby girl, you know what I want Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Baby girl, you know what I want Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Words that I made up You say my name like Words that I made up You say my name like32Embed

We Get High Lyrics We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmos fire Loves so sharp and flat That its hard to know just where youre at We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmos fire Loves so sharp and flat That its hard to know just where youre at From the back to the front door Dealers on the Southside sellin on their front door Little bit of weed, little bit of crack, whatever you need While Im sellin out shows in the ice cold Shout out to the homies in the front row with the blunt rolled That waited for hours in the snow just to see me flow So you know I gotta stay after the show Cause if Chi-Town show love, Ima show love Outside, no gloves in the wintertime Cause Im hungry like dinnertime Stayin for every single one of my fans Autographs til I couldnt feel my hands Just a man with a plan, but you wouldnt understand I get high by the notes, you get high by the gram While you smoke to this, reminisce When I wrote to this, up-and-comers take note to this We get it done on tour, waking up before the sundown Lake Shore Drive shooting videos On the block getting spotted by them city hoes I know I never had to wonder if its love or not Shout-out to the homies up at Jugrnaut For keeping a motherfucker fresh, hell yes No contest when it comes to gear in the city they be the best Love my girls outgoing in my City, Chi But its MD till the day I die We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it cause I never leave em dry We get high, oh so high, thats what they say in the Chi I get high, you get high cause Im the one that supply We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it cause I never leave em dry We get high, oh so high, thats what they say in the Chi I get high, you get high cause Im the one that supply We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmos fire Loves so sharp and flat That its hard to know just where youre at Shout-out to the Bobby Soxer girls that just love the flow Chillin out late night with the weed lit blunt split and the paper rolled RattPack smoking loudpack yeah they bout that Haters talking shit yeah I never doubt that With the GPS flow we re-route that Road to riches we be bout that Getting money like Oprah Fryin motherfuckers like Okra Put your L up if you be a smoker Full-time toker Everything I got thats what Im given no division till its over Sleeping on the Young Sinatra like a sedative Now they on a brothers dick, so repetitive And they wonder why, and they wonder why We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it cause I never leave em dry We get high, oh so high, thats what they say in the Chi I get high, you get high cause Im the one that supply We get high, oh so high that my mind is in the sky Shorties love it when I rub it cause I never leave em dry We get high, oh so high, thats what they say in the Chi I get high, you get high cause Im the one that supply We get high We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmos fire Loves so sharp and flat That its hard to know just where youre at We get higher and higher Crazy blue like St. Elmos fire Loves so sharp and flat That its hard to know just where youre at We get higher and higher43Embed

Mos Definitely Lyrics I dont know what I’ma do I dont know where I’ma live Cause it feel like I aint got nothing to give Just wanna follow my dreams Just wanna follow my heart But the world wanna tear me apart right from start Everything I ever wanted, it aint what I thought Bring it back to the roots like my name Black Thought This shit right here, no it cant be taught Gotta be learned, it gotta be earned I aint got a pocket full of money but Im full of hope I dont wanna rob people, I dont wanna push dope I just wanna live, I just wanna maintain Like a bullet to the brain Gotta play the game like a chess board If yah wanna go to war, gotta bring yah best sword I feel like Im going crazy, like I need a psych ward Think my mind playing tricks on me like a Geto Boy Feel like I need to murder em in the moment I deploy Everybody, anybody, somebody fill the void, somebody fill the void Listen, I dont wanna work a job, motherfuck a 9 to 5 Every time I get a check, what I really get? Robbed Livin in America, this shit is a facade But you gotta push through and persevere, word to God Tryna find a home, but I cant afford a home Cause Im 25 and owe a hunnid grand in student loans Tryna get healthcare, but Im on welfare Man I swear to god, I wish I was living in Bel Air Fuck Medicaid, I just wanna get paid Wit a couple bad bitches at the crib, gettin laid Thats what Im taught by the media Television tellin my vision to get greedier Come now everybody stay tune like T-Pain Operate the drive in yah mind like a keychain Come now folk, get woke, stay woke Cause the white man want the black man stay broke Fuck that, Im finna buck back But not wit bullets, I’ma use my education to the fullest I’ma get out of debt, Ima reset I’ma get out of debt, Ima reset Do whatever you gotta do whenever to live But you gotta remember to give back when you get that When you finally get to the top and you hit that pinnacle I aint being cynical, Im just being real I believe that everybody feel, everybody feel, listen up Everybody over here I promise to God on everything it aint nothing to fear Anybody that can hear, just fight Fight for the right Fight for ya life Fight for what you believe is right Fight for what you believe is right Everybody fight Everybody fight Matter fact, everybody beautiful But right, what now I need Black people: to just fight, fight for ya right fight, for ya life Black people: just fight, fight for the right, fight for ya life Black people: are beautiful, incredible, amazing Black people: intelligent, so elegant, it’s crazy Black people: sit back, just love, and adore Black people: one thing, that I, can be sure Black people: are beautiful, amazing, incredible Black people: are beautiful, amazing, incredible Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Come on, get up, everybody, everybody Black people: get up, get up, get up, get up Black people Everybody, everybody Black people!30Embed

One Day Lyrics And maybe one day Ill be wiser Cause maybe one day Ill be further from here Put all of my faith in tomorrow, dark days keep me up all night Only thing I know, its gonna be— alright You ever wonder what it means to make it by any means and finally attain your dreams? On the come up, where they run up from the world of many fiends I been at it since a teen, get this money, get the cream Hard work and sacrifice but not a lot know what I mean Most these rappers aint got no class like bomb threats And bein ill is a disease, its the onset And it dont matter where you at, if you white or if you black If you rich or you poor, we gon always want more But one thing I can be sure, as long as I got the floor Ima use this power to paint a picture of unity And yeah Im rippin it up with that energy like its two of me Fuck the lights and the cameras, right now its just you and me One day , Ill be richer than I was before One day , Im gon have enough money to buy the store One day , Like Sinatra said you know Im finna do it my way You on the road to success, I took the highway And maybe one day Ill be wiser Cause maybe one day Ill be further from here Put all of my faith in tomorrow, dark days keep me up all night Only thing I know, its gonna be— alright Feelin blessed like Im at mass, yeah, Im comin for that ass Game been broken for too long, so I guess I am the cast Left my Section 8 crib, finally found some greener grass So ahead of my time, I wasnt born in the past This right here a double-header with Logic and Ryan Tedder Oh no, it cant get no better And you know, we know we do it for the children I never thought Id see the day I made a million Couple dozen later, feel like everybody feel em I aint mean to boast in that last line But countin moneys always been my favorite pastime Especially with a past like mine Drugs in the household, never had a hand to hold Even when I was homeless in the blisterin cold, but I made it out And if I can, you can, no doubt, I know— Ima do it like I never did it Ima have the courage to go out and get it Do what I love and support my girl Ima shake up the whole world And maybe one day Ill be wiser Cause maybe one day Ill be further from here Put all of my faith in tomorrow, dark days keep me up all night Only thing I know, its gonna be alright Everybody tryna kill my light Only thing I know its gonna be alright Everybody tryna kill my light Only thing I know its gonna be alright Keep tryna tell myself in the morning things will be better I keep tryna tell myself that tomorrows different weather And maybe one day Ill be wiser Cause maybe one day Ill be farther from here Put all of my faith in tomorrow, dark days keep me up all night Only thing I know, its gonna be–57Embed

Mind Of Logic Lyrics Music. Shows. Relationships. Fame. Happiness. Music. Fortune. Staying humble. Music. Fans. Grinding. Shows. Music. Touring. Money. Faith. Music. God. Fear. Bills. Friends. Enemies. Family. Music Uh Ayy Yeah Are you ready? Logic Step into the mind of a young man And if you dont then I dont really give a damn All I wanna do is make you understand But if you dont wanna listen I guess you aint a part of the plan Sorry if I digress All I ever wanted was to be the best Through lyricism that put your mind to the test Stayin up, late night, no rest Feelin bulletproof, no vest, but I confess My minds a mess, living in a world of stress I digest But I gotta keep grinding Cause everyday success what Im finding And I dont give a damn if you hate on me Cause when I blow what you gon say homie? Heh, not a goddamn thing But thats enough of that, Ima let my home girl sing Knocked down, round for round Youre feeling like youre shot down on the ground When will the fantasy end? When will the heaven begin? You might be knocked down, round for round Youre feeling like youre shot down on the ground When will the fantasy end? When will the heaven begin? All I think about is music Dont get me wrong I think About other things but this is how I fuse it So the whole wide world can use it When you feel like you just might lose it Take a breath, homie, dont confuse it Take a step in the mind of Logic As long as you dont abuse it So let me break it down for the whole world Like I broke it down for my old girl I cant deal with your bullshit No more, gotta let it go, let it unfurl Cause I remember the time When I was living sublime, wanted to make a living off of my rhymes But the whole world told me never mind Im a star, how could I not shine? Knocked down, round for round Youre feeling like youre shot down on the ground When will the fantasy end? When will the heaven begin? You might be knocked down, round for round Youre feeling like youre shot down on the ground When will the fantasy end? When will the heaven begin? I just wanna take it to another level That I never even been on so I can sit on Every single piece of paper that I put a pen on And when I been on for like ten years Ima do it better than anybody before me So the whole wide world will adore me, aint no need to assure me And if you wonder why Im rapping so fast Its cause I gotta lot of things on my mind That wanna come out at the same time In other words Im racin I used to pursue my dreams But now theyre reality and thats what Im chasin Why are we on this Earth? Why must we feel pain? Why does everybody feel the need To judge one another when were all the same? Knocked down, round for round Youre feeling like youre shot down on the ground When will the fantasy end? When will the heaven begin? You might be knocked down, round for round Youre feeling like youre shot down on the ground When will the fantasy end? When will the heaven begin? 46Embed