*DISCLAIMER* I do not own this song. It is by Logic. This is a single off of Logic's mixtape 'Young Sinatra'. Download Logic's mixtape here. [ Ссылка ]

*LYRICS*
*Radio broadcaster*
This is wnbc 88.1 fm college park broadcasting live from university of allen.
they call me dj boss player. to my right in the studio right now i got my man
logic and he's about to rip the mic for yall. so i'm just about to get out of the way
and let him do his thing right now, right here on the end. ha on the corner.

yeah ayo ayo i'm living the broad like the baddest bitch you've ever seen
ain't about that high pitch shit but i'm on another green
making so many moves i need a dose of drummamean
for rap i'm a fiend come and test my team
i screw mc's cause i'm the motherfucking deem
my cerebrul cortex force my trigger finger reflex
to bust tex like raw sex
ain't no telling what's next
i slay mixtapes like crack rocks
watch no bunnies chillin in the backdrop
discussing how the track rocks

goddamn, i'm a miraculous man
and if i wasn't logic, i'd be his number one fan
beware i'm spittin fire cus the world is in dyer
need of a mc to admire, and set the bar higher
so i can spire within my mind just how to fire
the rap messiah, fresh to death so peter can retire
feeling like b-rabbit when he slaughtered the lotto
get money fuck bitches and respect women is the motto
you say patatoe , i say potatoh
you call em rappers but all i see is comedians
my future's looking double xl they shit is medium
call me bobby kennedy the way i fuck with mevelynn
mc's approch, take notes, and then i bury em
im out of this world my studio's the planetarium
the way i flow this shit is slicker than butter
the second i utter lyricism that leave all the rest in the gutter
i thought i told y'all i'm the best d-d-did i stutter

i'll hit your mom in the head with a car bomb
just to blow her mind like vietnam
had a myspace account but my only friend was tom
and when i eat pussy, i pretend that i'm speaking in islam
syke, its a joke i swear that i'm not racist
to be honest i'll murder you no matter what colour your face is
punch you in the face if i catch you slippin in braces
you want beef i'll choke you to death with your own shoelaces
syke, i swear i'm not a violent guy
once upon a time i brought a super soaker to a drive by
full of kool-aid and warm pits
my buzz is growin everyday and when the swarm hits
million dollar trips, sex at the ritz, so rich
i make bitches so charlie murfey their tits
no competition to bits
leaving the enemy lit, but i'm out
'cause there's women to please and money to give
it's logic
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