Logic homicide remix by CLOUDY Lyrics
I'm on my, way up like a roller coaster/
Wait up, I ain’t fuckin' with you culture vultures/
A's comin’ name bubbling like Coca Cola/
Stay rugged it ain't nothin' to hold a holster/
I ain't with the industry gimmicks the kid is not giving no energy to any you bitches/
I got seven machetes ready for beheading you bitches/
I went from pinching pennies to picking up plenty of bidness/
It is so obvi, he likes to copy/ everything I do but he do it sloppy/
Homies a crook an he looks like Tekashi/ someone should tell him to get a new hobby/
You just a weak little peace of punani/ you just a creek I'm a freakin tsunami/
Peaceful but I got a demon inside me/ wishing that it would unleash from my body/
Stay wit the heat like I live in Mojave/ they tried to sleep on me this is the coffee/
Sick of these fucks that be talking ‘bout nothin but bitches and mixing they molly's and oxy's/ I know they try to compete with me frequently really they secretly wishing to stop me/ he can see no ones in reach of my frequency I'm too unique wit the syncrasy mami/
From the dirt I’ve risen, a little bit of burnt herb just to blur my vision/ I’m murdering everybody on every verse so listen/ I got them wishing that they were gifted with word precision/ I got them feeling like they were just on the verge of quitting/ but I'm different I never thought of reversing my mission/
An its true that I gotta keep turning this ambition into fuel cause the truth is I’m permanently driven/ an I'm tripping off how I gotta murder me a written to inadvertently earn me a living/ then my attorney said that if I keep on serving every sentence the jury's gonna refer me to a prison/ Seff is the president of precision the definition of different/ a legend they tried to kill but I've resurrected and risen/ I’m relevant as religion, there's different levels to dissing/ cause every time I pick up a pen its like a demolition/ ahh
Prophecy fulfilled, modesty is not for me I'm just being honest and foreal/ the odds have really gotta be like you winning the lottery to try to reach the level of my quality and skill/
I just need privacy I don't wanna chill, I don't even drink and I don't need'a pop pills/ if you try to bother me then I'ma pop steal, watch you drop, start flopping like a seal/
Riding on a Kawasaki while I slide beside your Maserati hit you by surprise to watch your body be still/ really though I did for the cheap thrill, drive away then pop a wheelie like my name was Meek Mill/
I control the motion, flow so cold suppose that I froze the ocean/ or promote commotion till bones are broken, loco on the go like a locomotive/ from Fresno to Clovis the flow be most known as the most ferocious/
I'm, sick of all these industry politics I'm in this looking for enemies to make them anonymous/ problem is they know that they could get demolished I'm honest and any mother fucker that want it can get it I promise/ I'm not digging your music, I'd rather dig in your pockets/ see my shit is overdeveloped, the flow is so flawless/ should I pick a pen up and poke it in both of his sockets?/ if I pull it I bet the bullets are full of surprises/
Wait up, I ain’t fuckin' with you culture vultures/
A's comin’ name bubbling like Coca Cola/
Stay rugged it ain't nothin' to hold a holster/
I ain't with the industry gimmicks the kid is not giving no energy to any you bitches/
I got seven machetes ready for beheading you bitches/
I went from pinching pennies to picking up plenty of bidness/
It is so obvi, he likes to copy/ everything I do but he do it sloppy/
Homies a crook an he looks like Tekashi/ someone should tell him to get a new hobby/
You just a weak little peace of punani/ you just a creek I'm a freakin tsunami/
Peaceful but I got a demon inside me/ wishing that it would unleash from my body/
Stay wit the heat like I live in Mojave/ they tried to sleep on me this is the coffee/
Sick of these fucks that be talking ‘bout nothin but bitches and mixing they molly's and oxy's/ I know they try to compete with me frequently really they secretly wishing to stop me/ he can see no ones in reach of my frequency I'm too unique wit the syncrasy mami/
From the dirt I’ve risen, a little bit of burnt herb just to blur my vision/ I’m murdering everybody on every verse so listen/ I got them wishing that they were gifted with word precision/ I got them feeling like they were just on the verge of quitting/ but I'm different I never thought of reversing my mission/
An its true that I gotta keep turning this ambition into fuel cause the truth is I’m permanently driven/ an I'm tripping off how I gotta murder me a written to inadvertently earn me a living/ then my attorney said that if I keep on serving every sentence the jury's gonna refer me to a prison/ Seff is the president of precision the definition of different/ a legend they tried to kill but I've resurrected and risen/ I’m relevant as religion, there's different levels to dissing/ cause every time I pick up a pen its like a demolition/ ahh
Prophecy fulfilled, modesty is not for me I'm just being honest and foreal/ the odds have really gotta be like you winning the lottery to try to reach the level of my quality and skill/
I just need privacy I don't wanna chill, I don't even drink and I don't need'a pop pills/ if you try to bother me then I'ma pop steal, watch you drop, start flopping like a seal/
Riding on a Kawasaki while I slide beside your Maserati hit you by surprise to watch your body be still/ really though I did for the cheap thrill, drive away then pop a wheelie like my name was Meek Mill/
I control the motion, flow so cold suppose that I froze the ocean/ or promote commotion till bones are broken, loco on the go like a locomotive/ from Fresno to Clovis the flow be most known as the most ferocious/
I'm, sick of all these industry politics I'm in this looking for enemies to make them anonymous/ problem is they know that they could get demolished I'm honest and any mother fucker that want it can get it I promise/ I'm not digging your music, I'd rather dig in your pockets/ see my shit is overdeveloped, the flow is so flawless/ should I pick a pen up and poke it in both of his sockets?/ if I pull it I bet the bullets are full of surprises/