Logic

[fox69]

"Buried Alive"

"Buried Alive"


[Hook:]
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 to 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 I've been buried alive

[Verse 1:]
Everything happens for a reason
People only in your life for seasons
Word to Aunt Viv
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 ain't driven
Give a lot but that still ain't 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
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

[Bridge:]
Buried alive, buried alive
Will I survive?
Buried alive
I gotta know
I gotta know
It feels like I’ve been buried alive
Buried alive

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Let it breathe
I'm feelin' this villainous feelin inside of my mind
Every time that I’m willing I feel like I'm 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 (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, Imma get it like this
So everyone know that I did it like this
Yeah, I know
Imma take my time
Battle the image inside of my mind
I know, Imma keep going
Tell me I can't but I'm already knowing
I know, I'm gonna rise
Even though I've been buried alive
Buried alive, will I survive?
I gotta know
I gotta know
It feels like I've been buried alive
Buried alive

[Hook]

[Outro - Thalia:]
Let it breathe
Outkast
A Tribe Called Quest
The Red Hot Chili Peppers
And films by Quentin Tarantino
Were in rotation constantly
Throughout the duration of this album's creation

 

[fox69]

"Can I Love"

"Can I Love"


I wrote a bunch of letters but, I thought it made me look like a fool so I never mailed any of them out
I just wanna talk to you girl, mama you know a... I just got something I wanna say...

Baby do you remember
Warm summers and cold winters
Songs by soul singers the feeling it still lingers
Elevated by my kiss as you melted between my fingers
Baby girl, sometimes I wish that I could just rewind this shit and take it back
I had visions but they just faded black
My train of thought is on a different track
When you're in love it's hard to separate fiction from fact
Your image in my head, and I'm tryna get rid of that
But you're always on my mind like a fitted hat
Baby girl, I wanna bring it back to puppy love
When you was sent from up above to care for me
Said that you'd always be there for me
And even though you're gone, it's like you never left
Cause you always in my heart and still take away my breath

Can I love?
Baby girl, can I love?
I said mama can I love?
Yea, can I love?

I wanna laugh with you
Run the water and take a bath with you
Stay up late and watch romantic comedies
When it comes down to it you're my hearts commodity
Yea, and now I'm feeling like a fool
Writing love letters that you'll probably never get
And right now, I love you more than I'd like to admit
Because we're separated
Onto you this song is dedicated
I'm love sick and I need you to medicate it
Feeling devastated
I think about the past
And now I hate it
Cause all it proves it that whenever made it
Uh, see me and shorty got history like a textbook
But lately our position is changed like that sex book
Ms. Independent she the type to hold her own
Late night contemplating all alone
The kingdom is empty without the queen upon the throne

Can I love?
Baby girl can I love?
Mama can I love?
I'm a ask you can I love?

They say there's many more in the sea
But rather then go fish I play solitare
I look around and see you everywhere
But at the same you're never there
Fingers through your hair
Reminiscing bout when and where
Remember when we pulled up to that spot and did it there
See I hate to watch you walk away
But I love to watch you come
Baby girl you're so lustful then innocent when it's done
The love we share is like a fine wine
Cause no matter what happens, it only gets better with time
Baby girl you're so fine that I had to take the time
To articulate this rhyme with you in mind, you're so divine
Ain't no matter who you're fucking with
Or no matter who I'm fucking with, you'll still be mine
Will we make it? I don't know
The only thing that will tell us is time

Can I love?
Can I love?
Baby girl can I love?
Can I love?

 

[fox69]

"Champagne Thoughts (Interlude)"

"Champagne Thoughts (Interlude)"


I would like to make an announcement
To everybody that said I wouldn't amount to anything
In the minds of music
I told you, what did I tell you?
Didn't I tell you
Cause I told you
Mmhmm
And when did I tell you
A long time ago
And what did I say
What happen when I told you
Exactly what just happened

I love to jump up on the track
So poetic with the champagne
I'm sipping got me spitting moetic
The second I aim I det it
Now give me the credit
Cause I envision myself living in wealth
Breakfast at Tiffany's
Lunch at Louis V's
Now excuse me please
I got dinner plans overseas
Killin' with ease
Young Sinatra got your girl
And now she a Bobby Soxer
Girl with nice clothes
And thick curls

 

[fox69]

"City Of Stars"

"City Of Stars"


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 ain't a love song
This is "So long"
You did me so wrong 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 what's on my mind
I said I doubt you
I doubt you even know why I left you behind
I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
In the city of stars
Where there's flying cars
A brand new home for everyone
And even life on Mars
In the city of stars
Where there's flying cars
A brand new home for everyone
And even life on Mars
In the city...
Cause this ain't a love song
This is "So long"
You did me so wrong for so long, for so long
And so I doubt you
I doubt you even know what's on my mind
I said I doubt you
I doubt you even know how I let you...

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 ain't hit me
All the talent in the world and they still don't get me
I didn't talk about my race on the whole first album
But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome
How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go
Judging rap by race instead of the better flow
Who gives a fuck who made it, I penetrated and innovated
While they emulated, give a fuck if I'm hated
I'mma 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 what I do, and now enemies
Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
But let's get back to the music, I'm gone
Outside of this solar system I'm searching for paradise
Livin' the life, bitch I've 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 heaven's sake
Pac did the same shit, just on a drum break
Now I ain't wanna name names, I'm 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 can't 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 I'm in another zone
Switch flows, fuck 'em up
Play the game, run 'em up
Yeah I sold a couple records but people don't give a fuck
All the people want is real
Guess that's why Logic appeal
All the power in the world, hold that, tell me how it feel
Racism on television and in magazines
Paying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn
Country don't give a fuck who I am
Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand
And I am, here's 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 ain't 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 don't know man, I doubt it

 

[fox69]

"Common Logic / Midnight Marauder"

"Common Logic / Midnight Marauder"


[Intro:]
May I ask in what way your life is contributing to society
As you sit here day after day after day
In this dark room, stringing along on that stupid guitar?
Have you ever thought about that?
What are you doing for the world or for other people?
Day after day, hour after hour, night after night

[Verse 1: Logic]
Me and my homies just chillin' feelin' the vibes
This the time of our lives but many don't realize
Havin' visions of livin' on another level
Never signed with the devil,
The rebel that we fuck around with the treble
Bumping tribe in the system like penicillin
Motherfucker I'm killing
Spittin' venomous never remember this it's like a system
Say it then I do it I never missed 'em
Fuck 'em after I kissed 'em
Sit back and listen my chain, it glisten
It's like I'm from another dimension
Did I mention my circles smaller then an intervention
Then some, beautiful women tell me I'm handsome
Then I
Snatch they heart and make they pussy the ransom
I fuck them until inside they belly burst
Stop it drop the beat and then we cue the verse
Spitting lyrics like How a Mac-11 really disperse
Slaughter MCs and resurrect them when they in the hearse
They say I got too many styles bitch I've been diverse
They scared to jump in the cypher I be all up in it first
My apologies but if you're after me then it gets worse
When I come through I spit voodoo and leave them cursed
Common logic

[Interlude]

[Hook:]
This is the realest
Only unto the real shall I reveal this
I even made this beat my self just so y'all could feel this
From Nasty Nas to Big L to A Tribe Called Quest
We the Rattpack in other words the tribe that's next

[Verse 2: Logic]
It's been a long time
And I ain't even in my prime
I remember many moons ago spitting the realest lines
On the come up
Matter of fact it was long before that
Before I bought my first mic, before I could afford that
This is a letter to the underground the place where I'm from
This is a letter to the fans that understand what I've done
And even though I've gotta leave man don't none of y'all grieve
Cause even in the mainstream that lyricism I breathe
Some of y'all love my raw records, some of y'all don't
Some of y'all will love my radio shit, some of y'all won't
Just like my race, my music has always been yin and yang
Something for everybody no not just one lane
And on the real I'll never forget the day I got my deal
Full creative control and the money was unreal
Started from the bottom and got here cause of my skill
And I never set a goal that I didn't plan to fulfill

[Hook x5]

[Outro:]
You're not any less of a man if you don't pull the trigger
You're not necessarily a man if you do
This concludes Midnight Marauder program
Press any key to return to the main menu

 

[fox69]

"Confess"
(feat. Killer Mike)

"Confess"
(feat. Killer Mike)



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 no other 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 to 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
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
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

 

[fox69]

"Contact"

"Contact"


[Thalia:] Destabilization complete. Prepare for departure
[Kai:] Took you long enough
[Thomas:] Oh, I'm sorry, your highness. I'll have to try and ask the asteroid field I had to detour through to not try and kill me next time
[Kai:] Man, I'm just messing with you
[Thomas:] Yeah, whatever
[Kai:] So what'd you do on the way over here?
[Thomas:] Um, you know, just listening to some oldies
[Kai:] Oldies? Like who?
[Thomas:] Logic
[Kai:] Logic? The fuck you know about Logic?
[Thomas:] I just listened to his first album on the ride over
[Kai:] Under Pressure?
[Thomas:] Yeah, that's the one
[Kai:] Shit...
[Thomas:] I was actually gonna put in the second one now
[Kai:] Alright, well you know this was the album that changed everything, right?
[Thomas:] I know, that's why it's so important

 

[fox69]

"Dead Presidents III"

"Dead Presidents III"


[Intro:]
Dead Presidents III, Not to be confused with Growing Pains III
Logic this logic that, Logic sick, Logic wack
Logic just don't give a fuck, RATTPACK

[Verse 1: Logic]
So many people think that rap is they calling, stop it just cease
Got-a-ca-peashe this is my house you fuckers just lease
Waitin' on a record deal that's never cumming 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 knowin what's gon follow
However we never wallow in our sorrow
Just pray for tomorrow
At times my heart could be hallow
Emotions forced to be swallowed
While neighborhood cats blast star gas like the apollo
This is just a simple reminder as my lyrics force you to ponder
Life's a bitch and I heard she'll fuck you so I'm trying to find her
One moment she'll love you then swallow you whole like an anaconda
The bitch is kinky, kind of
So with the lift of a pinky I'm a
Dominate the world like my name is brain
Spit flame like propane
Bitches I overcame you know the name
Ink in my veins, inflames, and spew on the page, to numb the pain like Novocain, mutha fucker

[Hook:]
I'm out the presidents to represent me (get money) [x8]

[Verse 2: Logic]
Allow me to kill it off the brink like no traffic
Murderin' every demographic
Paint a picture using only blood to make sure that it's graphic
Rip the mic to set the example
While all these mu-fuckers testin my patience like blood samples
Constant thoughts of suicide, where living in an area that's do or die
Society expects us to fail, I'm talking about you and I
But we persevere force fear enemies truse saying "we want nothing but peace and if not we leave em deceased"
In your central nervous system like heroine reppin' maryland to the fullest
Bustin like bullets that travel through chambers that are ignited by triggers don't pull it
I go from point A to point B by keeping it G
Ain't no killer but don't push me
If you grab the heat you a pussy
Buckle up and tell me how you feel, forget the steal
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 dame's I catch plane's
They catch feelins
Haters keep my name in they mouth like villains
High as a cellin
Ya'll really don't know who your dealing with now
Visions of livin' until my flesh is perished and my spirit is risen
I'm thankful for every breath I'm givin
Fuck social division
On the road to success and their ain't 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 taken shots but I never graze em
Now if pro is the opposite of con
What's the opposite of pro-gress
I love my country but that shit a mess
Grew up on sex and they that I can attest
And how they wonder why I claim I'm the fucking best

[Hook:]
I'm out the presidents to represent me (get money) [x8]

[Verse 3: Logic]
Now if I don't believe it y'all won't perceive it
Now run it back and retrieve it
Till you receive it in your mother fuckin mind
Only 22 but I feel like I'm 99
Back in 1999 that's when I began to rhyme
Surrounded by narcotics and crime but you know I shine
Daddy was smokin crack I was raised by a single mom
Fastin every night I ain't talking bout no Ramadan
I was poor as fuck me and my momma didn't have a dime
At 16 the school system dismissed him and wished him well
But my momma 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 momma 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 teethin
So you know this is just a sugar coated version within a fraction of a percentage that was taken from just a piece of my story

 

[fox69]

"Dear God"

"Dear God"


[Verse 1: Logic]
Dear God, I think it's time we had a conversation
These lonely nights is getting to me so my mind is racing
I think about this life I live and all the shit I'm facing
More secrets in my mind then a free mason
I get lonely at times, and then I write these rhymes
I'm only human, I want to hit the club and fuck a dime
But I know that's not the answer to my problems
Lord help me solve them
Disintegrate and dissolve them
Laying in bed
With a girl I'm pretty sure is my next
Contemplating the sex
While I think about my ex
Am I wrong, Dear God, am I wrong

[Verse 2: Logic]
Dear God tell me am I wrong
For living the life of a king surrounded by these pawns
Fans telling me I'm the greatest but I never hear them
Cause I ain't hit the pinnacle yeah I'm still persevering
Demons whispering in my ear but no I never fear them
People thinking they on his level they ain't even near him
I just want to spread positivity
Through lyrical ability
They call it selling out but I just call it versatility
Yeah, it's my life
My wrongs, and My rights
My battle, My songs, and My fights
Now everybody want to come around
Tell me where was you last year when a brother was down
Not a single one of you mother fuckers believed in the brand
Extended a hand
And now you want to be my man
I think not
You quick to shape shift like ink blots
The real dealer we cut classic no fitters
What about the time
I was nine
And my mama almost murdered me
Don't think I forgot that shit it still burdens me
Her bare hands tight around my throat I can't breath I screamed I can't breath mama
Don't you want me mama
Don't you love me mama
What the fuck
Where was you here 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 for show
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

[Outro: x2]
I get up when I'm down
Had enough almost drowned
When shit rough
I get tough
And when I'm beaten to the ground I get up

 

[fox69]

"Deeper Than Money"

"Deeper Than Money"


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 (money)

If I could live forever and a day
Know I'd 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 9th grade teacher said I wouldn't be shit
Wouldn't be nothing
Working that minimum wage and cooking McMuffins
So I'm puffing on this green
Wishing I had more money than I do
Imagine if I had more money than Erykah Badu, aye...
And so I'm all about my business
Is there anyone who witness?
Can a brother get a witness like...
Ah-Ooh, Ah-Ooh
Wassup with it come and get it
Tell me now what's on your mind
I ain't 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 wouldn't try to be, who is you to try with me?
Why you trying me?
Like ahh...

Now I'm a 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
It's deeper than money

I don't do this shit for nothing but myself
I don't do this shit for nothing but myself
I don't do this shit for nothing but myself
I don't 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, what's the time?
Can you feel it right now?
Can you feel the whole style?
It's the type of shit, I gotta get it, gotta get it
I've 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 I'm at, M.D. what I be
All that, all that
God, I can feel it, I can feel it
I'm 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
It's deeper than money