Logic

[fox69]

"Growing Pains"

"Growing Pains"


[Intro]

[Hook]
I'm Tryna write my wrongs but its funny them same wrongs help me write this song now
I'm Tryna write my wrongs but its funny them same wrongs help me write this song now

[Verse 1:]
See I was born into a world of food stamps and welfare
No dollar for the ice cream man and nappy hair
Raised by a single mom but in the back of my mind I thought I gotta have my pops no cereal
Never had a lot but now I got plenty material
No longer, do I wish for money cause being broke made me stronger, Harder, faster, better
So now I alphabetically murder every letter
Uh, feel the conviction in my words like a jail sentence
Murderin' a first through a verse won't be no repentance
Momma I'm sorry that I left at Seventeen
But I had to chase my dream and get this mofuckin cream
Only people that I got is the people that's on my team
Cause when I roll up on the scene I see everyone start to scheme
Talk about they connections, talk about who they know
Then they beggin' me for a feature and I'm like hold up yo
If you know who you know why the fuck you ain't blow
Matter fact you ain't fuck with me this time last year though
I was kicking rhymes but you ain't paid on mind or the soul
And you on my dick riding like the baddest of hoes
You think its easy but its not
See the talent that I got
Determination keep it fresh if I don't shine in this gold mine
Cause it don't happen overnight
One hit wonders don't keep the spot
And I plan to hold the torch until I pass it and get shot, What

[Hook]
I'm Tryna write my wrongs but its funny them same wrongs help me write this song now
I'm Tryna write my wrongs but its funny them same wrongs help me write this song now

[Verse 2:]
See this is dedication running up on radio stations
They with the glind enter my mind they was just hatin' haha
Testing my patience they got me pissed like probation
But I had the mind to keep going and the heart to keep racing
And as the world crumbled beneath my feet like a Hatian
I was inspired by them to persevere through dedication
Failure I'm never facing my lyrics is education
So if you got the tape crank that shit like Jason Statham
Yeah, this is my story word by word as I'm emerging just relax and let me open your mind like brain surgeon
Uhh, fresh in the game they should sign me the the virgin
But me and solo know that I would only get to splurgin'
I see the road to success and now its time to merge em
Don't forget its when you gone what my homies urging, don't forget its when you gone, uhh I gotcha
You see these Seinfeld rappers talking a whole lot of nothing so allow me to curve your enthusiasm or something
This is kinda like M.J before his prime when he dunking cause I ain't 23 yet but when I'm there it'll be something

[Hook]
I'm Tryna write my wrongs but its funny them same wrongs help me write this song now
I'm Tryna write my wrongs but its funny them same wrongs help me write this song now

[Verse 3:]
Growing up there was baby momma drama everyday and every way
But now my kids I ain't got none to this day
Cause a rubber ‘round my Jimmy when I consider foreplay
Hey, back in the day West Deer Park where we stay
I was running around while momma was drinking everyday
But its okay I wouldn't have it any other way
Cause it developed me into the young man that you see today
Through dedication Yeah, Yeah
Never follow traditions you see I had a different vision
I always skip school and writin' compositions 'bout my home conditions
You know the usual no money and family division
In specific I remember this time in my kitchen
With my sisters man back before he went to prison and got into religion
He showed me how to cook crack at 12 and I ain't kiddin'
After releasing him with ba-- he no longer living
And I'm pretty sure his last breath was lord forgive him
Now my nephew ain't got a father that'll keep him safe
All I can hope is he a good boy for his mommas sake
Cause she never did recover from his fathers fate
And if he grew into a man that made the same mistake
Well to be honest I don't know how much more she could take
So to every baby momma that could truly relate it is you unto this song that I should dedicate

Yeah

 

[fox69]

"Growing Pains II"

"Growing Pains II"


[Intro: Logic - acapella]
I'm on the come up
Anything that ya'll do I'm one up
Ya'll grind till like 3 in the morning
I grind till the sun up
Homie that's dedication
This world is what I'm facing
I only hope in the end that they all love and embrace me

[Hook:]
(I'm trying to write my wrongs, but it's funny these same wrongs helped me write this song)
Momma I'm sorry that I left at 17
(I apologize a trillion times)

[Verse 1: Logic]
Everything ain't what it seem when you try and follow your dreams
First you saw the bigger picture
Now you see behind the scenes
You though everything was sweet
Now you see that shit is mean
Got a taste now you a fiend
Been into it since you been a teen
Yeah he nice so all his friends say he gon' blow like Hiroshim
Eyes on the prize like the baddest bitch you ever seen
At home late night, chillin, envisioning
Himself on the cover of Vibe magazine
But everything ain't what it seems
Though it seem like he gon' blow
Will he make it?
Maybe so
Too be honest I don't know
He got lyrics, he got flow
But it takes so much mo'
So much love
So much pain
With such little time to grow
Yeah we love it when he smile
But hate it when he frown
Remember when that girl turned his world upside down
But it made his music better
Brought emotion made it clever
Now we growing everyday
But he hungry try to eat
Brain like an EKG the way that he study the beat
Now we know that he gon' make it and he won't accept defeat
Now I ain't tryin to be mean
Now I ain't tryin to be mean
But everything ain't what it seem

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Logic]
So many times did I design a rhyme to blow your mind?
Cause I know that I wasn't destined to live a life of crime
I remember Christmas's with no presents
I use to fear my future now I dread my adolescence
Living a life of logic
But it ain't what it's cut out to be
Cause if I couldn't rap ya'll wouldn't give a fuck about me
Hip hop is politics
Filled with nothing but strife and stress
Time is money and it's hard to invest
Step on the stage I get the honeys so wet
Rockin thousand dollar tuxes sippin on nothing but Moet
Thinking I'm so set but really I ain't done shit yet
This game is war and in my mind I'm like a Vietnam vet
Now I'm on the come up
Anything that ya'll do I'll one up
Ya'll grind till 3 in the morning; I grind till the sun up
Homie that's dedication
This world is what I'm facing
I only hope in the end that they all love and embrace em

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Logic]
For the motherfuckers that hated I made it
Slowly elevated, escalated onto another level ha
My flow is crack the game is Whitney yeah
Fame is Bobby on their first date it ain't hit me yet
Visualizing driving down the horizon
While you despising the fact that I'm rising
So much hate within this world this shit is so traumatizing
Steppin to me yeah you better be alphabetically ready
Aim steady
Lyricism sharp as machete
I got it already
See I was born to sell records
You was destined to sell tunes
All up your headphones
Killing booths like cellphones
(I got it)
Cause everything ain't what is seems
It ain't just him it takes a team
At the ten headed to the zone in his mug mean
Yeah the quarterback shines but not without a sense of safety
So truly he is me and motherfucker you can't face me
Now I've had a lot of doubt
I thought I had to throw that out
Cause I find that they listen when I rhyme not when I shout
And right now shit is rocky
With me and my girl
See music is my moon but this shawty is my world
Think about you all the time
Turn that shit into a rhyme
Cause sometimes you can ignore me
But the beat listens just fine
Tell me do you even know
If you truly want to grow
Hate letters when I'm writing Love Jones all I know
Cause everything ain't what it seems

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Logic - acapella]
Living a life you only dream about
Flow angelic but now it's time to bring the demon out
Can you feel me?
I said it's hard being a saint inside a sinner's body
You know it's hard living as Logic after living as Bobby
This is the life I depicted
As a child I picked it
Feeling conflicted
To music I am addicted
Not one of ya'll can predict it
So many bars I'm feeling convicted
Now writing like a felony I'm selling homie who you telling
While ya'll do everything by the book fuck that I'm rebelling
Bitch I'm on another level
A level you ain't seen
A level that is truly only deemed for a king
The second you listen it's my mission to murder any rendition
Busting with precision
If you in my vision I'm never missing
Logic administer sinister verses like a minister for the listener
Can you motherfuckers feel me?

 

[fox69]

"Growing Pains III"

"Growing Pains III"


[Verse 1:]
Outside I can hear 'em bussin' bussin'
And the police they rushin'
Go to my head like concussion
I'd 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 Imma
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, 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
5 O with them canines
Manhunt when it's 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

[Interlude:]
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

[Verse 2:]
I guess that I was just 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 that 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
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 you son)
I love mama too
Are you ready for dinner? I’m able to set the table
Till I snap out the fable when that TV turn off and I realize I’m back in hell
(Bobby)

[Thalia:]
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

 

[fox69]

"Hallelujah"

"Hallelujah"


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

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

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
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 whoaa ay
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 your way

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
With my mind ablaze
Strollin down the highway
For days and days
Strollin down the highway
With my mind ablaze
For 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, ok?
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 God

 

[fox69]

"Highs & Lows"

"Highs & Lows"


[Intro:]
[Laughs] Yo this joint here, is for all my homies that I got
You know what I'm sayin', smoke to this joint, vibe out be cool
Created a little soundtrack for when they high

[Verse 1: Logic]
You used to hate it, now you love it
Smile in my face, I think nothing of it
Yeah I'll shake ya hand, kill 'em with kindness
Homie, this is Young Sinatra at his fuckin' finest
So spark it up, and get lifted
Please check the rappin', you know that I'm gifted
Pretty perfume, I love to sniff it
She love the stick, and the way I shift it
Automatic, in the rain
Switchin' lanes, like I switched dames
Bitches love it, and I don't know why
Maybe cause they, so God damn high
Smoking on that green, got my mind faded
Sleeping on my dreams, that's until I made it (Logic)
Cause' Bitches want it (Logic)
And women need it (Logic)
MC's, we leave 'em depleted (Logic)

[Hook x2: Logic]
Yeah you know we fly, never fallin'
Well rounded, so you know we ballin'
Women love us, fella's hate us
I ain't perfect, but I know that I'm one of the greatest

[Verse 2: Logic]
So I'm back again, like I never left
If you really wanna get it girl we can meet up, high price hotel most def
It's official make that pussy whistle, like a ref
And if I die tonight, what a sweet death
So I'm living large, supersize
If you want beef, I'm a leave you fries
Complimentary suits, Complimentary rides
It's all free, no charge like my phone died
I remember times, highschool
Chasing dimes, like a fool
Smoking bud, Sticky Icky
Only fuck with dank, Yeah your boy was picky
If the bag was light, Told 'em call me Ricky
Cause' you got some explaining to do!
Then we would kick it, with some pretty girls
Skipping school, making music for the whole world (Logic)

[Hook x2: Logic]

 

[fox69]

"Hunger"

"Hunger"


Psychological!
Damn right
Have you ever heard Psychological spit a verse son?
It's quite crazy
It's quite crazy son
Damn right!

Some walk a vine line
I sip fine wine
Rhyme ahead of my time
A fetus with a wise mind
Now you know it's on
Hungry like Ramadan
And mothefuckers I ain't leaving 'til the plate's gone
I thought you knew
Lactose intolerant fool
Don't eat cheddar but my wallet do
This is how a scholar do
Phenomenal, I affect like domino
Rolling through like Geronimo
I'm hungry like a third world diet
80 sets a day send it my way
I'm viral, infectious
My state of mind is, bigger than Texas
I wrote this rhyme in my phone where the text is
Cause I ran out of paper if that they hungry I don't know what is

Psychological, you know what that means y'all?
That means he is in your head for sure

 

[fox69]

"I Am The Greatest"

"I Am The Greatest"


(I, am the greatest)
Fuck 'em all I'll never love 'em, I'm way up
Bitch you know I been above 'em, I stay up
Steppin' to me tryna talk it out
Knowin' goddamn well there ain't a fuckin' thing to talk about
Hol' up, bring it back now
That ain't no way to react now
You was talkin' all that shit but where it's at now
Huh? Where it's at

(I am the greatest) Motherfuckers get no love
Hol' up, wassup, get none
Like wassup, motherfuckers get no love
Hol' up, from me
Like wassup (I am the greatest)
Motherfuckers get no love
Hol' up, wassup, get none
Wassup, motherfuckers get no love
From me

Okay now what the fuck they talkin' 'bout?
It's 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, that's wassup
It's 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
Can't they just be happy I no longer have to face eviction?
That I'm livin' out my life, I'm 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, I'm on that shit
Late night, dark night, crowd going bat shit

(I am the greatest) Motherfuckers get no love
Hol' up, wassup, get none
Like wassup, motherfuckers get no love
Hol' up, from me
Like wassup (I am the greatest)
Motherfuckers get no love
Hol' up, wassup, get none
Wassup, motherfuckers get no love
From me (I am the greatest)

From me
Like wassup
Like wassup

 

[fox69]

"I Just Wanna"

"I Just Wanna"


[Logic - Verse 1]
Somebody let me know right now..
Cause honestly I don't know right now..
And I could be high right now..
But I still feel low somehow..

Do you ever feel, like you don't even know?
Which direction you should go?
If so homie, take it slow,
Pop a bottle with some dro,
Let all of your worries go
-Consume yourself within this flow..

Whether your girl is actin' up,
Or your man was cheating on you,
Or you can't pay your bills
-and you can't take it no mo'
Or somebody done passed away,
Be strong and live another day..

[Logic - Hook]
I said, I just wanna smoke,
I just wanna drink,
There's so much on my mind that I don't even wanna think
[X4]

[Logic - Verse 2]
This is Shakespeare's mind state,
808 and heartbreak,
They feelin' so alone,
Can someone relate to their heart sake?
Used to walk into the room,
And that would make their heart race,
But you ain't seen that person for some time,
And now your heart aches

Now do you even know,
Where you really wanna go?
You been down that street befo',
Maybe you should take it slow,
Think about the life you livin',
But don't think so hard it hurts,
Life is truly a gift,
But at the same it is a curse

Now, you gotta persevere,
Get over any fear,
You let go of the wheel,
But I think now it's time to steer,
So show em that you ready,
And show em that you strong,
But not tonight cause you gon' get your good time on

[Logic - Hook]
I said, I just wanna smoke,
I just wanna drink,
There's so much on my mind that I don't even wanna think
[X4]

 

[fox69]

"I Made It"

"I Made It"


[Hook: x2]
Oh, I can't wait to say
I can't wait to say
Bitch I made it
Yeahh

[Verse 1:]
Just a youngin' with a dream
Both his parents were some fiends
Living life behind the scenes
He was destined for that cream
Smoking weed, sipping liquor, skipping school
Falling quicker as he elevates with fame
All the haters they gonna bicker
Yeah, but little did he know
He was set to detonate and surely blow
That's just how the story go
Motivated just to flow
White boy with the soul of a strong negro
Let them know daddy black mamma white that's how he roll
Will he drink from the coloreds?
Will he sip from the whites?
1950s, why they fighting, fuck them both that shit ain't right
Now, raised with killers
Wolves and drug dealers
Living on food stamps and sleeping on dirty pillows
Thinking

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
I'm living every rappers dream
Motivated by my team
Now let's take it back a bit
2006, that was the scene
Spilling ink upon my paper
High as a sky scraper
Now I'm spitting so hot that I'm salivating vapor
Forced to be reckoned
Spitting at a million mother fucking words per second
With punches like Tekken
The moment the mic beckons
This is everything, all I got
And I'm a be rhyming until they drop the casket
I mastered impeccable flows that could not be captured
The God of this rap shit
I just raptured the game
I'm the man
And you might think I'm cocky but that's not me
I say that I'm the best to envision what I want
While you partied getting' drunk
I wrote endlessly for months
Now I got so many rhyme books they can't fit inside my trunk
Now I got so many rhyme books they can't fit inside my trunk
Like

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3:]
A natural born killer
Egotistical pistol packing mystical blood spiller
When that full moon hit
Run the mic and I'm a leave the room lit
For the people that never gave a shit
I'm a give the world hit after hit
This is my destiny
Recipe for success is the best of me
Thank God for blessing me
With a life in this hip-hop world
And the moment that it all unfurl
Ain't no way that I'm looking back
You know I live for this, die for this
Laugh for this and I cry for this
Hip-hop metropolis
Ain't no one toppin' this
Haters ain't stoppin' this
Moment I'm droppin' this
Fans will be coppin' this
Take a moment let it sit and hall of fame is where I'm headed
Set to detonate and bitch I'm blowing up like Armageddon

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"I Wish"
(feat. Lowkey & Renee Soul)

"I Wish"
(feat. Lowkey & Renee Soul)



[Intro - Renee Soul]

[Vocals]

[Verse 1 - Logic]
Listen
Yeah
Look
I wish there wasn't no system
I wish death on almost every other politician
I wish freedom for all my brothers stuck in prison
I wish people weren't led by the television
I wish the kids turned against the media
Don’t believe everything you read on Wikipedia
Africa I wish that we were feeding ya and not raping ya wealth
I wish that people thought about somebody else before themself
Listen, then maybe then we’d all live good B
If you need it then I got that the way it should be
Life’s nowhere near where it could be
Sometimes I wish that I was Lowkey and they come and took me
Cause I feel kinda bad in my heart cause I feel the first bang so it’s hard yeah we bust case
iTunes number 1 yeah forget paves
Forget any of the offers that the labels make

[Hook - Renee Soul]
I wish
I wish that all my wrongs were right
And I wish
I wish that I could change my life
So my kids
Would never have to sacrifice
Like I did
So I give
And they live
People have to realize
That we live
We’re living in some crazy times
And I wish
I wish that we would all unite
And I wish
I wish I wish I wish

[Verse 2 - Logic]
I wish for peace in every country
I wish for a stress-less life for my mummy
I wish that no kid went hungry
Cause trust me, if I had enough money
I’d fill up every hungry kid’s tummy
I wish that money gets abolished
So anyone can give everything to their kids never can’t afford it
I wish the whole world was able to live lawless
I wish that there wasn't no such thing as being the poorest
I wish we didn't know what more is
I wish that everyone saw everyone as beautiful and gorgeous
I wish for a lot of things
I wish that I was young and I still played for Kennington Kings
Look, I don’t wish for the fame or the glamour
I wish for everyone to understand us
See what I really wish for will probably never be
I wish Africa and Palestine were free

[Hook - Renee Soul]
I wish
I wish that all my wrongs were right
And I wish
I wish that I could change my life
So my kids
Would never have to sacrifice
Like I did
So I give
And they live
People have to realize
That we live
We’re living in some crazy times
And I wish
I wish that we would all unite
And I wish
I wish I wish I wish
[Vocals]

[Verse 3 - Lowkey]
I wish I could see freedom for the Irish
And I wish you could see deeper than my iris
As I write this I wish
People would define it in a way that wasn't dictated by dividers and conquerors
Tell us conscious is what our genre is
You think their dominance is monstrous
But a bomb isn't stronger than a continent
Tell us we’re incompetent
That’s nonsense we’re just onto them
My confidence is shocking them
Not all open hands and open mouths
Dry your tears cause the pioneers of global south
That is why we’re here
Never will I appear on Oprah’s couch
Only in the press when the feds put my photo out
They wonder why the mad and young are grabbing guns (Why?)
But you could speak with your hands if you didn’t have a tongue
Even that’s better than sitting down sad and numb
At times I wish I was Gaberlunzie and I was about to have a son
Scratch that had a baby girl
Live twice and bring life to this crazy world
Be on rap congrats for the new arrival
I’m stuck in Britain accustomed to living suicidal
But not for much longer
I realize that our culture is a weapon
And nowadays I’m much stronger
Simply to exist is what I wish
Retirement or not what I have written is timeless