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ice cube should have been icy

Lyrics: Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't 'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic) Yeah Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him, uh See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number one, I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love And the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove 'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? (Will I die?) Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone

Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't 'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic) Yeah Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him, uh See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number one, I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love And the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove 'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? (Will I die?) Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh

I need a whole beat containing the 1st part 😅

I’ve used this same program. It’s not great :)

Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't 'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic) Yeah Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him, uh See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number one, I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love And the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove 'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? (Will I die?) Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone

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Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't 'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic) Yeah Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him, uh See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number one, I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love And the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove 'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? (Will I die?) Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone

Who else thought the ice cube was icy

Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't 'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic) Yeah Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him, uh See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number one, I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love And the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove 'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? (Will I die?) Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone

Please do the latest album on guess the logic song

I got 7 lol

God damn, god damn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfucking kill him I said I really want to kill him, but I can't Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slinging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seeping, I'm like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by busting and killing though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number 1 I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just because I was different, just because I was doing what I love And the fans they say they love you, but they push and they shove Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them twenty songs, now they want another hundred I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged? I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seeping, I'm like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone

God damn, god damn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfucking kill him I said I really want to kill him, but I can't Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slinging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim

God damn, god damn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe than think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfucking kill him I said I really want to kill him, but I can't Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin’, sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little bobby, just a youngin’, skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can’t take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I’m from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out of your colon Catch me rollin’ with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I’m De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, none other illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don’t do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slinging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does [Thalia:] Hip Hop [Hook:] I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him [Verse 2:] See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies told with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by busting and killing though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number 1 I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just because I was different, just because I was doing what I love And the fans they say they love you, but they push and they shove Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them twenty songs, now they want another hundred I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged? I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Our people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel [Hook:] I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone

In my feelings I’m losing my people This ain’t appealing It’s proven we all equal Our potentials to the ceiling But some of us make it out And other ones be failing Some lost promises that they gonna make it out Just tryna heal up Open doors while they try to conceal us The peak what I’m heading towards Ima make em feel us Say they wanna kill me I can’t let them drill us Swear that I’m fulfilling That’s why they fear us Wanna tear us apart But I swear they’ll never tear us down Building up from a foundation Remember sittin in the station and my pockets was on low Thinking what sorta creation am I I can’t even grow Stuck in my place stagnant Always smoking dro They been hatin on me attacking But never toe to toe Always on the net We know just how that goes I’m moving like a vet I don’t do this for shows Could say I do it for respect And I do it cause I’m chosen Writing on my poems Keepin me from being misspoken Never hit the Stu before taking all my blows from life Remember sittin wit the crew up in school Shit was going right Never thought I had that much to lose Almost like a bullet I’m biting Way I lived my life after Like I’m chasing out my indictments Thought this wasnt likely I thought this wasn’t like me Fuckas say they riding catch a case and they go syke me Ex bitch riding on a cudi I feel it just to spite me We broke said she never loved me told that bitch to never ever go write me He’s 10 years older than you shit is trifling

what is the second part sampled from or was it made? its killing me

I said Midnight Maurauder for Midnight. p a i n

Part 2 of Beat Got Some Anxiety Way Too Much Inside Of Me The Stress Varies From Having to Carry My Brothers Coffin To Making My Name Through a Audience Common Knowledge Was The Center Piece Marching Foward Like a Centipede Im Tryna Make History Have My Name Remembered For Centuries/ The Bread Increased As I Created Yeast Im Not Jesus Only Thing I'll Break Is Mirrors As It was Quite Clear Having My Fathers Genes Would Leave Me Poverty Stricken Doing 9-5s Remember Them Long Nights On Lang Drive the Cane Deprived My Needs to Survive It Disrupted My Solid Thoughts This a Bullet That Rapturted My Stomach Im Laying in a Balsam Box This Goes Back To All The Times Somebody Called The Cops As I Stopped In Front Of My Home On LA S Thought The Last Time Would Have Been Laid to Rest but I Confess 6 Times Wasnt Enough to Best My Taste For the Fame Thats Colder Than The Rain That Remained Stronger Than The Novacaine That Numbs My Face To This Day I Still Gotta Pay Homage To All Of the Greats That Shaped Who I Was This Is Art Here Is The Brush And When Push Comes To Shove We Lose Who We Love Cause Our Hearts Can Never Really Trust I Could Never Shine Im a Diamond In The Rough The Silence Is Enough To Tell Myself I Never Gave a Fuck Coming From A Man Who Can't Understand The Sands Of Time Will Never Lead Me to The Promised Land I Promised M I Would Never Do Xans Again She Begging For Me To Stay But Like October Leaves My Fate Will Always be To Wither Away/Grown In Decay And To L Last Time I Saw Your Face I Told You I Need Some Space Of Course You Crashed The Ship Now Watch What Finger Is About To Flip/Tripped Off Weed More Than Laces I Couldnt Tell What It Was It Still Had The Same Fragrance But It Left a Fragment Of Death In My Soul I Am Not Immortal Im No J Cole So Talk Those Fables But Remember I Am Dishing Out More Channeled Than Cable So How Fuck am I Able To Clean Off The Table When Its Full of Credentials Showing My Past Of Where I Was At I Promise To All This Rap Is My Last Paul Walker Im Driving Too Fast Ready To Blast In Whatever House MT Is At Feeling Empty Nobody Respected The Math Or Accepted My Daps Lessened the Grasp I Confess Im Really Just Trapped But Ill Still Try To Remain Blessed Even If This Shit Is Trash My Name Is LRNR and All I Speak Is Facts

Got them all right but under pressure was too hard

This sounds like I keep accidentally covering my phone speakers

Justice Noble This shit is my soul food I’m going to land this hopeful-ly Pass my peak and my abilities Fuck my own enemies Kicked me when I was down Had me quite for a while Than I invented the sound Now I’m cotulla bound Ripping my soul a part to send them the massage Tape it together to hold in a session Have habits put to attention Like attention!

funny how Soul Food II just came out😂you should do that one now

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So Logic, do you have any recent addictions?

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I love the calm, melancholic sound of the first half.

dont make any other... you suck at this.. you could have at least redo drums...

So much evil i feel it satan And now im waiting for the greatness All the pain that i be takin Novacane it got me thankin Numbin down to have some patience Come out the projects and i swear this rappin my saction This picture im paintin Its elevatin to the industry like my name picasso Debatin if a legend come outta me With all the pills i swallow Cant comprehend whats allowed to be Man this world so hallow

why is it grainy

producers like u dont get enough credit. Amazing work my guy!

God damn, god damn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfucking kill him I said I really want to kill him, but I can't Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slinging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does

Grandpa's Spaceship isn't technically a song, it's a skit.

I chose city of stars for midnight. And didn't realize this was in March so I guessed Icy on The Cube

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love this

I'd tune the high hats brighter, but gdamn. Insane job

Goddamn, goddamn-conversations with legends Crazy how one day yo' idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe than think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass-I'll kill him, I'll kill him I'll motherfuckin' kill him I said, I really want to kill him-but I can't 'Cause if I do, po-po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it? I grip the mic and then kill it-okay, I'm gone As memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin’, sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby, just a youngin’, skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can’t take no more, mama on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day, I pay homage to the gods, to the greats Never stolen, I’m from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking outta your colon Catch me rollin’ with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, Sub Zero Far from a hero, bitch, I’m De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me, best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, none other illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like "Thriller" Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don’t do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slingin' like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic)

God damn, god damn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfucking kill him I said I really want to kill him, but I can't Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slinging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seeping, I'm like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by busting and killing though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number 1 I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just because I was different, just because I was doing what I love And the fans they say they love you, but they push and they shove Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them twenty songs, now they want another hundred I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged? I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seeping, I'm like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone

Cupcake

I’m just slumped in my bed and just listened to three minutes of “cocaine” that’s pretty sick dawg

Lmaooo! He on that good shiiii! This shit mad funny

COCAINECOCAINECOCAINECOCAINE

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Lyrics: Cocaine(20000x)