Logic

[fox69]

"Aye Girl"

"Aye Girl"


Aye girl

[Hook:]
Aye girl
It's obvious you fine
I just want to know what's deep inside your mind
Maybe we can play girl
I hope you ain't got no man
If you do I understand
But I'm tryna make plans
That body one of a kind
I'd be lyin
If I said I wasn't tryna make you mine
I can give you my number you can give me what ever we'll have a hell of a time

[Verse 1: Logic]
What up baby girl won't you come here
I put it on my life I seen you some where
Where you stay at I'll come there ha
Ain't no stalking shit
I just want to talk and shit
Maybe grab a bite then after walk a bit
I just want to converse
Come on baby ain't no need to disperse
Shorty got that type of beauty that inspire this verse
So what's up
I'd be lyin if I said I didn't want a cup but it's deeper then that getting knee deep in the cat
I'm looking for that ride or die type of women it's what ever
I can be your king you can be my correta
Ain't no better
Get you wetter
Fuck em all
Think outside the box baby girl you know I ball
Yes you know I want it all
So make that shit a double
This is Young Sinatra and I'm rising from the rubble
People never say what's on there mind I'm like fuck a muzzle
Cause I got the feeling your the missing piece to my puzzle

[Hook:]
Aye girl
It's obvious you fine
I just want to know what's deep inside your mind
Maybe we can play girl
I hope you ain't got no man
If you do I understand
But I'm tryna make plans
That body one of a kind
I'd be lyin
If I said I wasn't tryna make you mine
I can give you my number you can give me what ever we'll have a hell of a time

[Verse 2: Logic]
What ever she wants I let her pick it like a fence from the suburbs everything coach but her plane ticket yea heard
We real all the time that's my word
Catch me in the cut tryna book her like a nerd
She a red bone bobby soxer
I had to stop her ha
Shorty a dime so you know I'm tryna cop her
Pop a bottle at our table periodically
Now check the science of that last line do it logically
No stopin me
I bet she would've never guest I never
Graduated
Cause the way I put my words together she infatuated
Mama I don't want know drama and I'm serious
Pause like a coma for I end it like a period now
Girl don't treat me like your ex man
I'm a beast on the track but if I am your next man
I'm a treat you tender
Take it slow like one video render
I remember
When I seen you for the first time
It was special like when I wrote my first rhyme
So if all I do is grind and never sleep
Then how in the hell is me and the girl of my dreams supposed to meet

[Hook:]
Aye girl
It's obvious you fine
I just want to know what's deep inside your mind
Maybe we can play girl
I hope you ain't got no man
If you do I understand
But I'm tryna make plans
That body one of a kind
I'd be lyin
If I said I wasn't tryna make you mine
I can give you my number you can give me what ever we'll have a hell of a time

 

[fox69]

"Babel (Scene)"

"Babel (Scene)"


[Thomas & Kai:]
"Okay so what do you think life was like before the fall?
I mean we've seen pictures of open land as far as the eye can see
and oceans incomprehensible in size that our grandparents would do their best to describe it.
I just can't imagine life anywhere but inside a space station.
I mean the simple concept of a sky doesn't even fully register."

"We do have fields on the Babel station and also..."

"Yeah yeah but that's all synthetic, I mean were heading to this planet right?
That we call "Paradise" because we hope it can sustain life why?"

"Because we'll eventually run out of resources."

"Exactly I mean what if we got there and it's exactly as the data predicted beautiful, lush.
Then we destroy it just like we did Earth. There's only 5 million human beings left in the universe.
I mean it's weird to think about the fact that in 2065 the last footprint was left on Earth before ascending to Babel."

"Man what's your point?"

"The point is 30 ships have traveled in deep space looking for a planet like this,
damn near all of them return without any luck some of them didn't return at all.
I guess my fear isn't that we won't find paradise... It's that we'll create purgatory."

 

[fox69]

"Back And Forth"
(feat. C Dot Castro)

"Back And Forth"
(feat. C Dot Castro)



[Intro]

[Verse 1: Logic]
Let me kick rhymes
Let me do it slow
Gotta get it every time you ain't fuckin' know
See I'm half white
And half negro
So I guess that's why I got a big ego
I got double the talent so I guess I'm too nice
Tryna eat like two dykes cause I'm famished
Better yet I'm in the depths of Hungary like Budapest
And even when I'm fed I'm a keep going 'til the death
Call me the caller bomber [?]
Cause I'm blowing minds like Osama
That's word to Obama
So much action within my words there ain't no time for drama
Bringing wisdom like Dalai Lama you ain't heard

[Verse 2: C Dot Castro]
My name is Castro
Hotter than taking shots of Tabasco
I'm the shit
Never constipated I got mad flow
Have you wondering why the fuck did he go do that for?
I don't know
Even my homies say I'm an asshole
My style is so defined
Cause I'm the definition
Of truth you want proof
Well then you better listen
I'm never dissin'
That's a waste of time
Why waste an amazing rhyme
On them when I can take it and make it mine
I'll make it fine
Homie I don't need no one's help
I stay on dimes so you can call me Roosevelt
Yeah, my flow is presidential
I rip it acapella I don't need the instrumental
So try to sleep on me
I leave you like Tom in Seattle
My wordplay is too vicious homie
So you don't wanna scrabble
You don't wanna battle
My shit will leave you without a paddle
Now they all riding me somebody give me a saddle

[Verse 3: Logic]
My wifey livin' like Oprah
Matter of fact Princess Diana
Cause my first name is S-I-R
And I don't live like no bama
See I execute my emotion through perpetual grammar
Cause my stamina colder than Canada
And hotter than Hades
I spit more than babies infected with rabies
They can't get over the fact that I'm under their skin like scabies, what it do

 

[fox69]

"BackPack"

"BackPack"


[Intro:]
Yeah
I'm a just go in on this joint right now for y'all
All my lyricism heads where y'all at?

[Verse 1:]
I spit fifties and shit hundreds
Do shit that's undid
Spontaneously combust in these bitches guts
I get em wet, no need to touch
Break they back like dutches
Keep em close like the toast I clutch
Never the less
I'm never depressed
I keep feelings suppressed
One of the best but need to listen if I'm a progress
I'm ready to live, I'm ready to die, I'm ready to ride for rap
I said it on a record, now I can't take it back
Stop, I shut it down like a bloodclot
Smoke emcees, like a fuckin bumbaclot
Mic check, I come to catch wreck
Death before dishonor so I'm coming for your neck
I pop emcees like Hymens
Y'all glass posing in stubs but I'm a diamond
I reckon you need to listen
I'm never dissin'
Unless your shit is wack, I'll beat you into submission
Catch me fishin
Cause I'm eating for a lifetime
Wisdom in my mind
I'm a star watch me shine
Fucking your bitch from behind
Record it and hit rewind
I'm nasty, construct rhymes like rhinoplasty
A hip-hop statute
Rhymes coming at you, God bless you
When I kick wisdom it never stress you or test you
Unless you a dumb motherfucker

We gon' get into it like this

[Verse 2:]
Said this is mathematic tactics
Murder this rap shit
Intravenously inject my prophylactics
Inhale my words like a fresh batch of Vicks
Similar to black ice cause the flow so slick
What's up, rappers hear the rhyme they slit they wrists up
Do a whole 'lotta talking, no rapping like fisticuffs
Yeah, turn my headphones up
That's all you sayin' but I'm sprayin' and I can't get enough
Raw, rugged and rough
My alter ego, Mr.Tough
I'll call your bluff
Face to face never snuff
I murder you with predicate poetic balletic shit
No mercy cause if I grip the mic they might curse me
Da Vinci flow
Before I grip the mic I'm in control
Before I manifested tendons I was rhyming as a embryo
Living in vertigo
Half of these fuckers don't know
It's Logic
I said it's Logic

 

[fox69]

"Ballin"
(feat. Castro)

"Ballin"
(feat. Castro)



[Verse 1 - Logic:]
Okay it's RattPack til my pulse flat
We keep it real, no false rap
I got 4 cars and they all black
Got 4 broads and they all that
(What) we call that?
Balling, doing this since my calling
Flow is so appalling
My phone off and she calling, I'm like
"Yeah, what it do?", Penthouse man what a view
Fall back because I'm coming through with my whole team they coming too
That's real, too real
Motherfucker tell me how you feel
I'm too good for my own good, I won't leak the album I'll let it spill
Number 1 bitch I bet it will, do the numbers I said it will
I play the game and I'm still the same and I'll never change
Just to get a deal

[Hook:]
Bitch I'm ballin', ballin',
I came from nothing to something like it's nothing
Yeah you know I done it now there's no discussion
Bitch I'm ballin', ballin',
I made a promise to my mama I'mma turn these zeros into tons of commas
Bitch I'm ballin', ballin',
Closing million dollar deals catch me swervin', burning 100 dollar bills
How it feel when you
Ballin', ballin', going places they never go
It ain't all about the money but I stack it cause you never know

[Verse 2 - Logic:]
I'mma live life 'til I overdose
While they sleeping on me, that's comatose
I went mainstream with my main team you just mad as fuck you ain't come close
And yo 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 can't reply to yo text girl
Bitch I'm back again and I run it
Always gotta keep it one hundred
All of y'all know y'all want it
Turn it up and get blunted
I'm like fuck the money, fuck the fame
I came here to fuck up the game
Gon' get it... I'm feeling myself
Fresh to death, bitch I'm killing myself
I'm gone
We burning it up, step in the building we turning it up
Talking that shit but they never end it, when I step to the mic I be murdering it
And we living real good,
Mainstream but it's still good
I got raw shit, I got real shit but right now it's time for that feel good
What we call that?
Balling, doing this since my calling
Flow is so appalling
My phone off and she calling, I'm like
"Yeah, what it do?",
Penthouse man what a view
Fall back because I'm coming through with my whole team they coming too

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - C Dot Castro:]
Yeah, you know that we ballin' we be going all in hold on
Let me slow it down so y'all get the shit
These haters talk but I don't give a shit
Got models, bottles and the piff is lit
But we balling, kinda like Spauldin and Rawling
On the road to riches never Stalling
Got yo girl all up all on my nuts
But she do it with joy, no almonds, ugh
Living life to perfection
VIP that's the section
Presidential watch, presidential suites
You would think we held an election
It go Logic first then I'm 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 I'm fresh to death
I bet you never seen so much designer
Never seen a nigga with a bitch that's finer
Boy I stunt but I ain't even tryna
Swagging is nice but first I'm a 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 I'm caroling
Standing next to me would be so embarrassin' yeah we be ballin'!

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Beggin'"
(feat. C Dot Castro)

"Beggin'"
(feat. C Dot Castro)



[Verse 1: Logic]
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a get it right now and never will I give up
Homie this is food for thought you better fill up
I'm coming in strong with a song for very long
So I gotta make you understand before the beat is gone
Homie you are not alone, we are in the zone
We are in the matrix full of that fake shit
Make you wanna grab the gat and go ape shit
Living in a world of lies I can't take it
Needed someone to save me, Needed someone to hug me
Needed a whole world but nobody would love me
'Had I learned from this that people wanna buck me
Had I learned from this that people wanna buck me'
I said I can't take it I know I'm gonna make it
I know I'm not normal but I gotta fake it
I swear I'm not cocky, I am just confident
That when I step On the stage I am dominant and now I am beggin

[Hook:]
Beggin, Beggin You
Put yo' Loving Hand Out baby
Beggin, Beggin You
Put yo' Loving Hand Out Darling

[Verse 2: C Dot Castro]
Sick of living in the dark so I'm begging for the light
Feeling like I'm in a fight every single time a write
Cus I gotta make sure that they hear me right
Told me that I couldn't do it so when I pick up the mic
I gotta kill it with something so real that when they hear it
They can feel what's in my soul
Lyrical cocaine yeah homie I got a blow
But first they gotta know who I is
So I'm begging for recognition on the mission just to do it big
Cus I ain't new to this I'm true to this
Thinking I'm a stand up and roll out Homie that's ludacris
Not here to play no games, I'm here to stay and make a change
And mate your ways so I remain
I'm in the studio for days and days
Spittin' out these razorblades, don't wanna place no blame
But without you I couldn't get to where I'm headding
So to everybody I'm begging

[Hook:]
Beggin, Beggin You
Put yo' Loving Hand Out baby
Beggin, Beggin You
Put yo' Loving Hand Out Darling

[Verse 3: Logic]
Yeah, Yeah, I said this is my path don't mess with me
I didn't choose this life it was destiny
God tested me to find the best of me
And I know I'm going to make it even without a degree
Cus the test scores don't mean shit to me
And when you said that I would fail it didn't get to me
Now I'm begging, public masses, please
I'm way to proud to get down on my knees
But I'm begging, on another level
Fuck Illuminati that's word to the devil
Cus I am not about that I just wanna love
I just wanna grow, I just wanna learn
The pass and the verbs to write this music
I'm so late that I just might lose it
But don't ever confuse it, it's all so worth it
I just wanna help it but not hurt it
And as for my style I don't know how to word it
Why do you even have to catergorize me?
Fuckin' let em hate, let 'em all despise me
Cus I'm gonna take this, fill it up and make this
Something that the whole word cannot imagine
Let alone fathom I'm from another planet
I swear I'm not mathic, listen to me dammit
My future's in your hands and so I'm beggin

[Hook: x2]
Beggin, Beggin You
Put yo' Loving Hand Out baby
Beggin, Beggin You
Put yo' Loving Hand Out Darling

 

[fox69]

"Black SpiderMan"
(feat. Damian Lemar Hudson)

"Black SpiderMan"
(feat. Damian Lemar Hudson)



[Logic:]
Jesus, Black Jesus
Jesus, Black Jesus

I been feeling so down
I think they should know now
I think they should know what's up
That's that road I been down
I know how it go down
I know how it go now, what's up
I feel like I don't belong
I feel like my life is wrong
I feel like I don't know what's up
What's up, what's up
Yeah, yeah
Ayy

I ain't here to pick and choose
I ain't 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 that's just the uneducated that never related and feel like I'm fading off
They feel like I'm fading
I'm right out my mind
Tell 'em!
Momma don't love me
Daddy don't 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 don't wanna be black, I don't wanna be white, I just wanna be a man today
I don't 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 what's 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 what's up
That's that road I been down
I know how it go down
I know how it go now, what's up
I feel like I don't belong
I feel like my life is wrong
I feel like I don't know what's up
What's up, what's up

[Logic & Damian:]
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

[Logic (Sir Dylan):]
Ayy man
(What's 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, that's Martin!)
Damn, you're right...
Shit, I'm fuckin' high

 

[fox69]

"Blow Your Mind"

"Blow Your Mind"


I blow your mind like cocaine, nah
I blow your mind like Cobain
Rest in Peace
Sucker MC's deceased
Rise on the East I'm the sun bringing heat for sure
I've been making tracks on the low
Waiting for my time to shine and then blow like Johnny, Depp
Increase the rep
Like a bench press set homie yes I get red
Paid my dues but I'm still in debt
Cause I have no credibility in the game yet
Gotta apply, and run a background check
But I bounce
Cause I ain't done shit yet
Right now, that's what I'm trying to do
Stay spitting rhymes whenever I roll through
Call me the Grinch, homie I don't give a hoo
Any MC yes I gotta kill you
But don't take it personal it's business fool
Do like Travolta just be cool
And nowadays everybody sound the same
The Price is Right, but I don't play that game
Won't never stop 'till they all know my name
Gotta grind to the top rid Rodriguez with the fame
Homie if I kill you accept that you're gone
This ain't Call of Duty you can't respawn
Had your girl down talking on jive
'Till I hit you with the MP5
Suppression, I really hope y'all learned your lesson
And never forget that I'm the unsung freshman

 

[fox69]

"Bounce"

"Bounce"


[Verse 1:]
Living good, I've been living good
Rolling through my hood, understood
Just a younging 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 though, they know
We've been at it way before the fame, ho (Way before the fame)
We've been at it way before the fame, ho (Way before the)
We've been at it way before the fame, psych
Take a trip, little trip, life is what you make of it
I've been focused on this music, can't fuck with no basic bitch
Let me switch, the flow up, the flow up a little bit
No ain't just tryna hit, get, get with this
Bounce if you really 'bout it, but I doubt it, yes I do
Seems like all this new shit really just left over residue
I'm coming through
If I see your bitch I bet she coming too, what it do
We ain't never switch it up, we keep it true

[Hook:]
Out the blue, like a Crip
But I never bang though
They know, we've been at it way before the fame, ho
Way before the fame, ho
At it way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)
Way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the, at it way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the fame, at it way before the fame
We've been at it way before the fame

[Verse 2:]
Back again, like I never left
Had to take a breath
Cause Nikki been fucking with me hardcore
God, goddamn, that's 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 I'm a killa
Bumping everything from Project Pat to Dilla
It's, 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
What's the motto? Keep it real!
(I know) I got it, I want it, I need it
We live in an era where it get deleted
I'm wondering if Imma make it
Man fuck it I'll take it, that record I'll break it
These bitches they love it, but I never covet
I just keep it going that's why I be flowing
I'm already knowing this life that I'm living
Don't know what I'm given
It's so hard not to give in

[Hook]

[Outro - Thalia:]
Locations where the album were recorded include: No I.D's studio in Los Angeles, Logic's house in the hills, and various hotels across the country throughout the duration of the tour

 

[fox69]

"Break It Down"
(feat. Jhene Aiko)

"Break It Down"
(feat. Jhene Aiko)



[Verse 1:]
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 it's looking bright now
Bitches on the pipe now, lick a dick right now
But I can't fade, taking shots with the sight down
Uh, yeah I coulda died that day
But I guess God don't ride that way
Chillin' in the club, getting high all day
With a couple bad bitches, I'm a do it my way
Trippin' by the way that I be livin'
Everything I got 'em giving
Why you think they can't do it like me

[Hook:]
I'm a get high yeah, yeah, yeah [x4]

[Verse 2:]
No, I don't smoke, but I'm feeling like
Maybe getting green'll get a brotha' feeling hella right (Uh)
Bitches on my dick, but I don't give a damn (Yeah)
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 brotha' 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 sippin' low key like no ID
Always in the lab, yes, sir, that's me
Label that I'm reppin', that's VMG
From the womb to the tomb, we be keepin' it G (Logic)
What you know about me?
Everybody know that I be reppin' that 3-0-1
Fuck around again, son
West Deer Park, that's where I'm from

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Feeling like I gotta bring it back again
Always on another level, don't know how to act again
I be on that real (real), no I never back down
You don't wanna fuck around
Busting like a Mac, now
Started from the bottom, ain't no way I'm a go back down
Slack now, all the motherfucker, hell naw, never that now
Tell me that they love me, I don't give a fuck
Boy chillin' in the cut bad bitch, far from it, slut

[Hook]