Logic

[fox69]

"Top Ten"
(feat. Big KRIT)

"Top Ten"
(feat. Big KRIT)



[Verse 1 - Logic:]
I hope you feel this shit
Top ten flow and it's still this shit
Went away, had to get away
Been away, came back and a motherfucker still the shit
Hold up, what's real as this?
Feelin' myself, who ill as this?
Mastered the flow from the east to the west
But right now I'm wondering how trill is this
I've been around for a minute now
One hunnid, I'm in it now
People that wasn't there back in the day talkin' bout
Man, remember I'm winning now
I could only imagine if I was beginning now
Back in the beginning now
Fuck that
Spent a mil on the chain and I tell my company to duck that
Get the fuck back

[Verse 2 - Big KRIT:]
First off I give a fuck about all that top five if I ain't in it
Niggas barely ever play my records
But I'm still winnin' from the M-I-crooked
Just to make 'em peep what I'm cookin', I love Mississippi
I put a studio in my partner kitchen
So by the way I'm whippin you would think I'm juggin these hoes
Cuttin' crack and make 'em double back like excuse me nigga
I need a stove, nah, I ain't selling dope
But this a metaphor for my flow
But I'mma probably have to hit with a fork
'Til it bubble up and then rise some more
So I can bag it up for these insta folk
And sell it for the law cause they simple
If I hear "KRIT, you need to hit one more time"
Lookin' at us like "how these motherfuckers gon' under ship mine?"
Still do an interview here there
And they don't even know that I'm signed
If I wait on the label to support my vision I might go blind
Lately I've been on my tell it all get rich
Start plottin on my way I did
To show like Empire may the very thing I dreamed of look like bullshit
Kill em all, why not, King when I'm busy
Krizzle up in the blizzard and the cold [?]
Said who was here, never really snowed in the sizzie
Fuck what ya heard, multi 'til I dizzie, bitch

[Verse 3 - Logic:]
Aight, check it, it's the take
I heard y'all been checking my net worth
What the fuck is y'all doing?
Y'all ain't on my level, boy, go pay your rent first
And then maybe I'll sign you
I'm looking for talent, I hope that I find you
(Wait a minute, you asked me now let me tell you
Now here's another problem)
They probably expecting that shit for the first album, man fuck that
They'll say that I changed
And I'll say I had to show 'em my range
Cause if I do what I did then they'll say it's the same
Just can't win in this game
Money talks, that's a figure of speech, that went over their head
Like the dough that I throw in the air like I'm Papa John
That mafia money, that parmesan
My shortie's a dime, your bitches are not, pennies
Prolly take her to Dennys, we chillin at Lenny's
You know I got 99 problems, but keep it a hundred
You know that I done it
Just me and my homies, we tryna make it to the summit
Praying that we don't plummet
Like "Oh my God look at your boy know that you finally done it"
I've been writing these records from actual facts
So hopefully you learn something from it
But what I learned is

[Outro - Logic:]
I've been on a grind and now they all know what's up, so high
I said I've been on a grind and now they all know what's up, so high
I've been on a grind and now they all know what's up
So high, so high
I've been on a grind and now they all know what's up, so high

 

[fox69]

"Tree Of Life"
(feat. Slug & Killer Mike)

"Tree Of Life"
(feat. Slug & Killer Mike)



[Hook - Logic:]
I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
Spoke about music we love and music we hate
I don't know why
But I can relate to this

[Verse 1 - Logic:]
Rap, bitches, money, cars only take you but so far
I can guarantee you that shit don't make up a super star
Time place, all good, whiling out like you should
Let your fingers do the talking in person I wish you would
God damn that's my jam, let me get it like this my man
Even though no body don't understand like, like, like, like
Hold up, what's the hold up?
You like what you like, she like what he like, he like what they like
They all hate what you like and you like fuck 'em all
So much division my vision is faded
We all from the same tree but you leaves degraded
Judging the different branches in music that elevated
Just cause it's further from the roots don't mean that you should hate it
Cause there's a time and place for everything that's been created
Damn, see in the end we all fam'
But all that really matters is I know who I am

[Hook - Logic:]
I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
Spoke about music we love and music we hate
I don't know why
But I can relate to this
I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
It spoke about music we love and music we hate
I don't know why
But I can relate to this

[Verse 2 - Slug:]
Nobody gotta agree with me, I'm just being me
I keep breathing my speech, you be
Comfortable if we never get to speak about it
You'd rather hit your hammer, just leave without it
We got a lot of light for the storm
With more shine than that lamp keeps your food warm
And the truth is un-disputable, it's beautiful
It should be considered the usual
So I ain't judging you for loving it so hard
But you disregard that we've all got old scars
My skin looks like bark
They used to do it out in the park
Pretend to defend or neglect to protect
Depends which voice the rain reflects, connection
With all the blood invested
You would think it was the love that made impressions

[Hook - Logic:]
I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
Spoke about music we love and music we hate
I don't know why
But I can relate to this
I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
It spoke about music we love and music we hate
I don't know why
But I can relate to this

[Verse 3 - Killer Mike:]
My woman is a smooth vision
Aye, she my muse and I'm a musician
Love her cause a couple things she do different
Me and her be whipping running and getting money
We usually put [?] and count a hundred
[?] 8-Ball & MJG
I suggest you quit her now cause that bitch won't keep it G
Cause if you [?]
[?] we inhale it, exhale it
Early Sunday morning, on fire getting higher
To the sounds of the Georgia mass choir
And I swear to god you ain't ever really smoked reefer
till you do it to to the sound of Aretha coming loud out your speaker
Bridge over trouble water and my heart
What God has brought together let not man break apart
I swear I ain't a pair around fucking 'round with us
Cause we be like it's Pimp C bitch, now what the fuck is up?

[Hook - Logic:]
I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
Spoke about music we love and music we hate
I don't know why
But I can relate to this
I read this thing from Atmosphere the other day
It spoke about music we love and music we hate
I don't know why
But I can relate to this

 

[fox69]

"Under Pressure"

"Under Pressure"


[Hook:]
Work so fucking much my greatest fear is I'mma die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone (Keep doing it, I'm loving it)
People calling me, asking me for money, man
The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is a dial tone

[Verse 1:]
Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid
Skipping school with my homies and chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all
Bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
Who the bitch riding with me?
Man, the devil tryna get me
Motivated, under-educated, and hated
But finally getting 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 I've been waiting forever, forever to inherit
This is war, I declare it
Time is money, I can't spare it
Futuristic, so simplistic
Please decipher my linguistics
Slow it down, Robitussin
I'm the king, ain't no discussion
And now we blowing 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 nothing at all
Brighter than eleven suns, this the first, where my funds?
EBT, that's the card
I thank God, I thank God, but it's hard, but it's hard

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
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 I'm blessed up
Fuck around and get messed up
When I murder the rhyme, I'm living divine
You know that I'm one of a kind
Lemme get it right now, ho
Draped up and I'm dripped out, right now, ho
Caked up 'til I cash out and I got 'em all wondering 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 don't give a fuck
I be on that finger flipping killing shit up in the cut
That's what's up
All these bitches out here tryna gas it up
This is everything I ever wanted, I can't pass it up
Life changed in a year, couldn't happen fast enough
"Can I do it like you do it?" That's what they be asking us
White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic cup
Man, this shit is hella hard, but we never acting up
Live it up, hold on to your dream, don't ever give it up
Finally had my share of success, and shit, I can't 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
Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm making
Even Jesus had haters, so when you feeling forsaken
Tell 'em jealous Judas is who this is, and man, that'll break 'em
And bitch I'm still the same
Dash of auto tune so y'all can feel the pain
Broke as fuck, back in that basement, not a dollar to my name
Chasing fame, chasing glory, 'til the day we make a story
Positive that life ain't mine, bitch you can take that shit to Maury

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
(Hello, no one is available to take your call)
I been working hard, I been searching for God
I been working hard, I been searching for God
(Please leave a message after the tone)
Little brother, this is your sister, you're 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 you feel like I'm just not your sister at all, all
Uh, I'm sorry for calling and balling, I'm all in
And I feel like I'm falling lately, it feel like my children hate me
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me
Haunted by vivid memories of the 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 answering me lesser and lesser
So I resorted to the pills in my dresser, I'm gone
And as for [?] he left and he ain't coming back
I hate the man, if I see him I swear I tell him that
No longer cooking crack in my kitchen, cutting and selling that
He broke my heart, that relationship been to hell and back
I been working hard, I been searching for God
I can feel the Devil around me as they all applaud
Promise you won't forget me, that you'll always be with me
And even when you gone I can call whenever he hit me
Under pressure, I've been feeling under pressure

[Verse 4:]
Hey, son, this is your father, don't mean to bother
How are you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
And Paris, what a beautiful destination
And perish right by the Eiffel, come now, please don't be spiteful
Of all my small talk, I think we're overdue a long talk
When I see kids around the way I say "how I'm your dad"
It gets me thinking 'bout incredible moments we've had
And on the real I'm trying so hard not to bug you
But do you think you can stop rapping about my drug use?
I'm two years clean, no longer a fiend
Yeah, I'm 57, but I feel 19
And I love you I swear, Bobby, I know you're there
And when the time is right I know that you gon' take care
Of anything I need, of your family
Can I have some tickets to your next show?
Will you stand with me?
Can I have some money for my new honey that's hella fine?
I forgot to mention I got divorced from your step-mom
My mind going crazy, but I still look hella calm
Maybe you could tell [beep]
I've been feeling under pressure

[Interlude:]
Hey, what's up, bro? I didn't want much, man, just calling to see what's going on. I know you're busy. Dad hit me up, it's his birthday today, but I know you know that. Yeah, he calling, he be tryna introduce me to his new chick and stuff, man, I don't know how to handle that. I don't wanna tell him like nah, I ain't trying to meet her off top, you know. So what you think I should do? Text me, I know you're busy, dawg. But he been calling me saying he wanna come down, he wanna bring his new chick and Brenda's like "damn, he really tryna rock out with his new chick" cause you know we all fucked with Debbie. But I don't know, I don't know how to tell him this shit so just hit me back whenever you got the time, man, I know there's more shit on your plate. You ain't gotta hit me, dawg, but if you do I'd appreciate it. When you back, love you, do your thing. Swag RattPack all day, boy. Alright, nigga. Hit me.

[Verse 5:]
Yeah, dear family, I'm so sorry that I've been distant
Everything changed in an instant, my time has been inconsistent
I know that you been insisting, 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 seeing another girl
It fell through, man, what a world
But I'm so focused on my craft, unemploying my staff
Such a perfectionist, I can't 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 asking for favors
I don't owe you a fucking thing, you best switch your behavior
Truly remarkable how I barely know you, but somehow owe you
When you don't even know 'bout the shit I go through, uh
We ain't spoken in a while, tell me sister, how your child?
Come now, girl, give me a smile, come on girl, don't do me foul
Sorry I ain't call before, but I'm calling you right now
I heard you was popping E, stop resorting to the vowel
How my mama, how she doing, does she know what I'm pursuing?
I ain't talk to her in years, that relationship she ruined
But sometimes I wake up and wonder just what the fuck I'm doing
They say family is everything, I swear that shit the truth
I should spend it all with y'all, but I spend it in the booth
This is everything I love, this is everything I need
Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart it bleed
This is everything I love, everything I need
Never sacrifice this feeling even though my heart bleed
Under pressure, I've been feeling under pressure

[Interlude:]
Hey, son, I'm sorry I missed your call today, but I was in an AA meeting. A friend of mine was celebrating four years so I couldn't get you right then. And then when I did call you, you weren't able to answer or whatever. Just wondering how things are going. Deb and I aren't together anymore. Living on my own, you know. Anyway, the whole family, even the ones you don't know, my sister, some of your aunts that you've 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 grinding, you know. And I don't wanna hear you joining the Illuminati. Then I gotta kill ya. I love you, son. So

 

[fox69]

"Upgrade"
(feat. Grant Gustin)

"Upgrade"
(feat. Grant Gustin)



Aye, let me just rap
I've upgraded while they've waited
Will they love it, will they hate it
Never fade it I evade it
Cause I never really want to complicate it
Think I've made it, yes I did
I'm giving them bars like a bid
Let me rewind it like a vid
"Did he just say that?" Yes, I did
And they wanna get it like I live
God damn mother fucker what I gotta give
Way back in DC, I live
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, I've faced my fears
Then hop on that flight

I've upgraded
I've upgraded
I've upgraded
I've upgraded
I've upgraded

My bitch bad got a sick figure
Play one show and get 6 figures
We build bigger, money tall as a mountain, bitch
I've got Hilfigers, like goddamn
Yes sir, I know who I am
I'm 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 Coast vino
Hold up, now check my demeanor
Yeah, your girl bad, my girl meaner
I've upgraded

I've got that Akira on the wall
I just can't follow their law
Swear to God that they know me
They don't know me at all
And its all right, it's alright
I've 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 to the Bermuda first
6 on the beat then we queue the verse
Now I'm in another world when the flow emerge
Feel like I'm in a 5th element
I'm on my element lost in paradise
It's me, you and Leeloo Korben Dallas
In Fhloston Paradise
Never by chance like a pair of dice
I don't give a fuck about their advice
I'm on another planet, no I'm not manic, bitch I'm decompressed
Know they can't stand it cause I pilot it and manned it the best
All they demanded was I gave up and laid that dream to rest
God DAMN!
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 that's gon' survive for eons
Bloodshed from America to Sierra Leone
That's that shit I can't be on
That's the reason I be gone
Yes, I keep it professional
Like Luc Besson and Leon

I've upgraded
I've upgraded
I've upgraded
I've upgraded
I've upgraded

 

[fox69]

"Used To Hate It"

"Used To Hate It"


[Verse 1: Logic]
Yea
Bitches be pressed for paper
Chillin' with my homie sledro while he ignites the vapor
Life is a bitch and you cannot escape her
Unless you talking suicide
What the fuck you mean that I'm changin'?
Cause I finally gotta little bit of money and a range in my drive way
With a rattpack smoking on zimbabwe
Crankin' Sinatra that my way
Bitches they love it
Visionary nothin' above it
Get shorties wet when I rub it
Carbon copies they dub it

[Hook x2]
You used to hate it
Now you love it
Smile in my face?
I think nothin' of it
Yea I'll shake your hand
Kill em' with kindness
Homie this is young Sinatra at his fuckin' finest

[Verse 2: Logic]
Yea
This is for my independent women that is runnin' shit in high heels
Educated in business but majored in sex appeal
My shorty she gotta
Sportin' gucci louie and Prada
Looking beautiful in it all but I prefer nada
Yea, low maintenance and high scale
Type of shorty that when you get locked up she pay the bail
I used to follow my dreams until I caught up to em'
People talking shit but pay attention to what we doin'
It's never been done
Watch me go platinum just for fun
Far from materialistic but let me stunt son
You know what I be on, you know where I be at
The proof is within the numbers they slumber but now they react
I got 3 tapes, 0 tolerance one of the greats
Put that shit together and what you get that's where I'm from
The 301, smoking joints with your girl for fun
Stand strong and never run unless the po go for the gun like

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Logic]
Yeah
We snatch it like interception
Met the girl of my dreams, her love resembled inception
Her sign was a leo
Me, her, and music that's the perfect trio
Spanish hunny we met in rio, future lookin cleo
Bitches be braggin
So much money my pants saggin
VMG is up-to-date but these businessmen be lackin'
Eve bit the apple, steve changed the world
Getting money like zuckerburg, my bank account is sterol
I am not defined by that in which I do possess
Cause all it takes is riches to get bitches to undress
I need drive in a lady, not a girl that drive me crazy
Need a girl that don't care if a drive a honda or mercedes
Spit fire like hades, I infect it like rabies
It's all that, shout out to them 90's babies
Never hesitate to supply the heat
What 6ix produces from his chest, we call that shit a heartbeat
I'm a king, you fuckas my pawns
Shortcut to the desktop, I am your newest icon
These bitches they love it, I truly can't stress it enough
Girl got them daddy problems that's why she be actin tough
Innocent in person, but in the bed she love it rough
Running away from reality to sniff coke and puff
So, let me get it the second I spit it you know that I did it all the people wanna come around
They used to hate it, but now they love the sound

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Waiting Room"

"Waiting Room"


[Atom:] So, we waiting for what?
[God:] Excuse me?
[Atom:] So you sittin here telling me, this place is a waiting room, right? What are we waiting for?
[God:] Rebirth
[Atom:] Rebirth?... like reincarnation?
[God:] If that's what you wanna call it
[Atom:] What the fuck you mean "if that's what I wanna call it?" either this is what it is, or this is What it ain't
[God:] Sure
[Atom:] Chu mean? Ughhh, this muhfucka [sighs in frustration]
Aight, lemme get this straight, every time I die, I come here, we talk, and you send me back to earth to be reborn?
[God:] You know the last time we had this conversation it was in mandarin and you were 13
[Atom:] Mandarin?
[God:] And a girl!
[Atom:] What? Nah, bruh, you fuckin with me. You're... Like, Jesus Christ
[God:] he was here too!
[Atom:] What? Wait, wait, so the Christians got it right?
[God:] Well I'm about to reincarnate you Atom. I'd say everyone kinda got it right
[Atom:] This is a whole lot to take in!
[God:] I know trust me, I've been there
[Atom:] Sooooooo, how many times have I been reincarnated?
[God:] Many, many many many, MANY times
[Atom:] If it's so many times, why don't I remember?
[God:] If we stayed here long enough, the lives you have lived, and the knowledge from each of them would return
[Atom:] What?
[God:] I'm actually about to send you back to 1736 as Bryan Fairfax, the 8th lord Fairfax of Cameron
[Atom:] Word, ayy, that sounds important
[God:] Oh yes you own 40, 000 acres
[Atom:] God damn!... oh, I'm sorry
[God:] Ha, it's quite alright
[Atom:] Well at least I'm not poor no more
[God:] Well sure! with all that land and the hundreds of slaves you'll own
[Atom:] Slaves!?!? Aw hell nah, nononono, look look look: how you gonna take a black man, send him back in time, and now I gotta own slaves?
[God:] Well if it's any consolation, your son Tom, the 9th Lord Fairfax of Cameron sets them free!
[Atom:] No! That does not make me feel better at all
[Atom:] Wait hold up, I just realized... you said you're gonna send me back in time?
[God:] Well, I'm not really sending you back in time. that doesn't exist where I come from, only in your universe
[Atom:] Well, where are you from?
[God:] Honestly Atom, even if I explained where I came from, or told you about the others like me, you just wouldn't understand
[Atom:] But if there's others like you, how can you be God?
[God:] Atom, I said you wouldn't understand!
[Atom:] So what's the point of doing all this?
[God:] Really?
[Atom:] What?
[God:] A little cliche don't you think? Essentially asking Me the meaning of life
[Atom:] Well I figured I would ask before you send me back and I can't remember none of this.
[God:] Atom come here. the meaning of life... the reason I created this place... is so that you can grow, and mature
[Atom:] Like the human race? Like this is how the human race is supposed to grow and mature? mature into what? We can't even get along
[God:] No Atom, you! It's for you, YOU to mature
[Atom:] I don't understand
[God:] I created this place for you, Atom. This entire place was made for you. Every time I send you back, every life you live, you grow, and mature and understand the grand meaning behind all of this just a little more each time
[Atom:] Just me? Wait, what about everybody else?
[God:] Atom, there is no one else
[Atom:] I don't understand
[God:] Atom, you are every human being who has ever existed since the dawn of your kind on earth
[Atom:] Wait I'm everyone!?!?!
[God:] Aaahhhhh yes, now you are beginning to see it
[Atom:] So I'm like, everyone that ever existed on earth, ever?
[God:] EARTH? Ha, that's cute. Earth was just YOUR birthplace. Let us not forget all the stars humanity will colonize over the millennia
[Atom:] Wait, that is so much. Too much to take in! I'm every human being that ever lived?
[God:] Or ever will live, yes!
[Atom:] I'm Jesus?
[God:] And all of his disciples
[Atom:] I'm Hitler!?!?
[God:] And the millions he murdered
[Atom:] That's deep
[God:] You see Atom, every act of hatred and violence you committed against another, you were committing against yourself and every act of love and hand of kindness, you also extended unto yourself
[Atom:] God, why do all this?
[God:] Someday, long from now, you will become like me. You will mature to become what I am.
[Atom:] I'm a God?
[God:][chuckles] No, not yet. you see, I was once where you stand right now... it is not until you have lived every human life inside of your universe that I may take you from this place. Once you have walked in the shoes of every race, religion, gender, sexual orientation, loving and hateful person, it is only then that you will understand how precious life truly is

 

[fox69]

"Walk On By"

"Walk On By"


[Verse 1:]
Who would have thought that painting pictures 'bout being broke
Would get me rich just like dealing coke
Like big brother used to do so we could stay afloat
I heard them guns outside my window, them gangsters would talk
Thought about the life I wanted, picked up the pen and then wrote
While they was firing, you could hear sirens
From people dialling and women crying in the phone
I was in the zone, trying to make a living
Heading to work in the morning
Nobody felt like I was mourning, as my dream was deceased
Until I quit my job, then my work ethic increased
Elevated to levels I ain't ever seen
Stacking this cream, living the American dream now
I'm going crazy, I ain't slept in days
Dreaming of Michael Jordan money like I slept in J's
Always shouting out my team 'cause I get all the plays
But they the ones that motivate me on depressing days
See I'm from Maryland where cats draw gats like animation
From the smallest altercation, that can lead determination
With a rapper on every corner, like the rest of the nation
Passing bars back and forth like legal examinations
As a youngin I was running wild
Me and my homies skipping school, puffing on that loud
Doing shit just to do it, 'cause we wasn't allowed
I thought I understood the world, but I was still a child, yeah
Now when my momma was at home drinking, thinking 'bout the bills
I was dreaming 'bout the mills, running round looking for thrills
I guess this is how it feels when your memory spills onto the page
And paints a picture of another age
Back in West Deer Park, chilling with shorties after dark
'Cause when the sun is down, the police always want us down
'Til we get older and hustle, now they try'na gun us down
We just trying to make a living off of what we've been given
Wassup

[Hook:]
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on

[Verse 2:]
They call me Logic, yeah that's L-O-G-I-C
I ain't rucked up in them bitches, I just write 'bout shit I see
'Cause these lyrics set me free, fuck the world, let me be
And when I feel like I can't write, that's when I hit the MPC
My talent limitless, my time limited so listen up
If you can't see the shit I see, you better get your vision up
I'm the king, watch me reign, born to rule my domain
Album ain't even in stores, they trynna sue me for my name
Shit insane, so berzerk, never complained, I just work
Chasing after my dreams like them high school skirts
Back as a youngin, spitting game, try'na get the nut in
Living life to the fullest 'cause them little things ain't nothing
My flow un-killable when I be murdering syllables
But I take my time, slow it down, check the rhyme
Perfectionist to the dime, from the womb to the tomb
I be rapping 'til I'm dying, doing everything I love
That's the life of a don, skipping school, sipping liquor
Try'na get this money quicker, bad bitches, good weed
That's the type of shit I need, lyrics bleed from my mind state
Elevate my mind and watch it rise like the crime rate
'Cause sometimes I be high, and sometimes I be low
And sometimes I do shit I thought I'd never do before
My life is like a movie role that's starring me
Got these women on me
I hit the club with all my homies, and the drinks is on me
At the crib with the shorty that I met at the spot
Pretty eyes, nice lips, Grey Goose what she sips
Put my hands on her hips, 'til she puts them on her tits
Freak bitch, want the dick, biting on her finger tip
I only fuck with nice girls, I never do this type of shit
I'm thinking 'bout hitting it raw, shit I must be wiling out
But that pussy wet as hell, I think it's time to end the drought
Then I guess she could be burning, and that's not what I'm about
So I dipped out, to live another day and die another night
'Cause when I'm gone that ain't go'n be the song that they recite
Waddup

 

[fox69]

"War Vet (Rack City Remix)"

"War Vet (Rack City Remix)"


[Verse 1: Logic]
Yeah fast cars with iPods in them
Young Sinatra what they blastin like a beretta
V for Vendetta, bitches sit and play to get wetter
Haters talking shit but then they study every letter
I'm the first draft pick with the last laugh bitch
See I'm angry on the track but I deserve to be
Cause all these rappers with no talent wanna murder me
You've been talking shit ain't even heard of me
I went from park benches at night, to first class flights
Yeah, that's what you call takin' shit to new heights
Put the 750 in reverse like Benjamin Button
We've been doing it for years and they down all of a sudden

[Hook: Logic]
Bobbysoxer doing 120 in the corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front of your eyes, war vet
Give a fan nothin' but fire, now they want more of it
Everybody want my album it ain't in stores yet

[Verse 2: Logic]
I keep it real all the time like my crew
When I rhyme just to kill it in it's prime
With that predator state of mind, I'm set to detonate
Stack my bread and watch the paper escalate
Don't test my fate, Logic finna blow like Mary Kate
I play my role like Shakespeare
Ratt Pack ain't no fakes here
I conceal my talent like a 357
And ever since I was 11 I've been a G
Chillin on the low key, incognito
Manipulate the steel like Magneto
Smacking suckers like mosquitoes
Dispersing verses like a kilo
I'm Michael, the king, you fuckas is Tito
Versace frames with the green shades I only see dope
Falling like a free throw you know my stylo
I once was a prince with the vision of a king
Now I run the whole thing not defined by the bling
Exterminate the fakes like crooked Jakes, killing for high stakes
Guarantee it is my fate to be, remembered as one of the greats
No matter what it takes boy I'm a give it my all
Like Jordan when he balled, never stumbled never fall lyrical medicine
Repeat the formula until I get it right like Edison (Edison)
Now step into my mind as I calculate lyrics like Einstein
The way he manipulated numbers I manipulate the rhymes
Like E=MC squared nah
E= Eater of MCs beware
Watch me shine in the darkness like a flare
Married to the game, I'm the heir to the throne you been watching

[Hook: Logic]
Bobbysoxer doing 120 in the corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front of your eyes, war vet
Give a fan nothin' but fire, now they want more of it
Everybody want my album it ain't in stores yet

[Verse 3: Logic]
Walk into a room and they staring at a brother like
What up, what's the next move, should I improve
On some shit I never gave a fuck about before
Let relationships end up cause all I do is flow
See I'm a selfish motherfucker I already know
Don't try to tell me what I'm not
Bitch I'll conquer the globe
I sacrificed my whole childhood to explode
I want this more than what's under Mila Kunis' robe
Meanwhile Daddy's lil' girl asking for more money
But little did he know the bread was for blow money
What's in store, money, soldout shows and hoes fo me
I can't fade, this the only reason I was made
To follow my dreams and manipulate these rhyme schemes like a genius spittin the meanest
I done seen this as a child 10, 000 people in the crowd
Reppin the Ratt Pack watch em all go wild

 

[fox69]

"We Get High"

"We Get High"


We get higher and higher
Crazy blue
Like St. Elmo's fire
Love's so sharp
And flat
That it's hard to know just where you're at

[Verse 1:]
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 I'm 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, I'm a show love
Outside, no gloves in the wintertime
'Cause I'm hungry like dinnertime
Stayin for every single one of my fans
Autographs 'til I couldn't feel my hands
Just a man with a plan, but you wouldn't 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 (Hey!)
I know I never had to wonder if it's love or not
Shout-out to the homies up at Juggernaut
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 it's MD 'til the day I die

[Hook:]
We get high
Oh so high
That my mind is in the sky
Shorties love it when I rub it
'Cause I never leave them dry

We get high
Oh so high
That's what they say in the Chi
I get high
You get high
'Cause I'm the one that supplies

[Verse 2:]
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're a smoker
Full-time toker
Everything I got that's what I'm given no division 'til it's over
Sleeping on the Young Sinatra like a sedative
Now they on a brother's dick, so repetitive
And they wonder why (and they wonder why)

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Welcome To Forever"
(feat. Jon Bellion)

"Welcome To Forever"
(feat. Jon Bellion)



[Hook:]
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 I'm dreaming
Used to feel like I was nothing, now my life has meaning
Said this is real life, God damn this is real life

[Verse 1:]
Yeah, I've been fiending for this moment
I've been dreaming 'bout this moment
I guess this is how it feel to have everything you ever wanted
Writing these records like a dissertation
While the fans go crazy from anticipation
Damn, nine years that's a lot of patiences
And now I'm looking at my idols and feeling adjacent
It's hell of a long way from back in the basement
Looking at hip-hop tryna find my placement
I bought my first pair of Jordans at 22
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 meeting Nas for the first time
Shook his hand and he started quoting my lines
Said he a fan, God damn this is my time
I'm a get it, I'm a do it till we prime time
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
Thinking to myself damn man you made Illmatic

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I used wonder what it feel like
Aight, I guess we back again
With another verse of about how much I'm black again
You don't like to blame God for my packaging
Bringing up my race, don't call me a white rapper then
Damn, they judging me by my skin tone
Instead of my talent, man these motherfuckers been wrong
But it's all good I just thought I'd address it
And spell it out for people so they can finally assess it
This is dedicated to anyone with a dream
And a realization of what following it means
Breaking the cycle and not following your genes
That perfect moment when your logic intervenes
And let you know that everything ain't always what it seems
But if you really looking, I promise you'll find your dreams
This is everything I ever wanted, half of y'all won't get it
The other will probably laugh and wonder how I did it
I just spit it from my mind, one word at the time
Take everything I'm going through and put it in a rhyme
I'd be lying if I said I didn't 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
I've been real from the start and you motherfuckers noticed
Once my name elevated that's when the fame escalated
But on the real, I've 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 ain't trynna sell you
Cause honestly, I could show you better than I could tell you
And even though there's been moments when everything have fell through
We kept it moving, assuming even the greatest fail too
I swear this business shit is do or die
I never contemplated suicide, I'm too alive
In front of thousands, but I'm talking like it's you and I
And every day

[Hook]

[Jay-Z:]
Everything I seen, made me everything I am
Everything I do, I'm a man behind mine

[Jon Bellion:]
Said, welcome to forever
Welcome to forever
Welcome to... forever...