Logic
Logic - All Sinatra Everything songtekst
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[Verse 1:] Ayo I force MC's to bleed, retreat and recede That's the Young Sinatra creed Killin' a track with incredible speed And doin' it like it's nothin' or bluffin', gotta kill it everyday though Slice MC's like Kato, gotchya head spinnin' like dreidel Assassinate em so fatal, grip the heat and then tell ya to freeze Gettin' chedda' at negative 30 degrees I'm talkin' mula, money, euro, dollars, that yin Blow it, let's spend it again, I'm livin' the life until the end Can't comprehend what I got goin' Never knowin' when Logic flowin', cause I'm creepin' Like ether the way that I seep in Swimmin' in women like the deep end Chillin' with shorties that smoke reefer and blow like aretha Uh, now, Sinatra said the best revenge is massive success I guess that's women and multiple digits in excess Ya family broke bread but my family's bread was soggy 'Til my brother's broke bricks like Mr. Miyagi Now what the fuck... [Verse 2:] All of a sudden I feel the inner killer emergin' Never splurgin' bingin' money and never purgin' Urgin' women to fuck on the rug cause it's imported Persian Then bypass matters of the heart like a surgeon Now, it's hard to ball when there's problems within the inner circle One moment they cool as Stephan and flip it like Urkel Or flip it like keys, yeah they flip it like ki's From drug lord's overseas that export it with ease Bitch please we stack cheese so old it's mold I'm 'bout that money so excuse me if my heart is cold The magnum? deployed, then I destroy mattresses Late night love affairs with New York City actresses, I Broke in the game and destroyed the first couple stages Visionary takin' over regardless of our ages Makin' history today to solidify in the pages of tomorrow The industry is fucked, nothin' but sorrow but I'm Playin' for keeps in other words no need to borrow So you can keep your advances, wack hooks, and pop dances Don't get me wrong, I'm all about the mainstream As long as I sign the deal I want and have the same team And now they trippin' like a flight to Vegas Tellin' me that I'll never make it and this shit is outrageous Now what the fuck... [Verse 3:] Therefore you never mourn like a memory repressed MC's digest quicker than bullets shot from a gat with the barrel suppressed One to the dome, two to the chest If by chance they got a vest, however nevertheless I'm lookin' for that real deal, shit that make me feel Pleasure and pain, ain't no way to measure the game I got haters in 57 languages watch me vanquish this The come up, bust quicker than 357 caliber Sharp as Excalibur, crushin' muthafuckas like Galaga now Time is money, something you can never recoop (recuperate) So stop wastin' mine, hit rewind and then fuckin' regroup Never messed with them chicken heads, but watch me in the coup Never in public cause I'm a studio fiend Rockin' diamonds and gettin' money, we call that ice cream Now, allow me to give you the scoop, shit I'll make it a double I came up around more rocks than Barney Rubble Murderers and drug dealers, I knew it no rebuttal ain't no need to claim it Picked up the heat but never aimed it now Jay gave us The Blueprint, I lay the foundation Tell ya what I'm facin', bars like incarceration Cause my mind is always racin', ain't no time for vacations I'm never pacin', unless I'm on the phone talkin' business, get with' this Best witness like Christmas, I'm fuckin' rappin' Walkin' the spot and all these haters go for the dap and I never carried them Kill 'em with kindness then bury 'em, yeah! I was born with talent, ya'll gave me the gift And now I pull more strings than guitar rifts Now what the fuck... Now that's all sinatra everything!