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Logic
Featuring(s) : Logic as East Koast Killa
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East Koast Killa Penwise Collaboration East Koast Killa East Koast Killa Sinatra East Koast Killa East Koast Killa Pass me my R-E-S-P-E-C-T respect Growing up to neighbors cooking meth Drug raids for days My klan killa like gamma rays Never distribute where the heads in your family lay Hookers walking up and down the block lookin’ for props Chillin’ with my sister late night and now I’m hearing shots Couple of bodies outlined in chalk Three dropped plus a cop Up on the sidewalk dey got popped he got shot And now every one of thems in the ground to rot I erase the silence that condones the inner violence Consumed by the ice up in my veins solidification b*t*hes getting off to my voice like masturbation My mind’s racin’ Now the thoughts up in my dome they got me pacin’ You need my lyrics like pheins need free base'n You attracted to my words like machetes to Jason The fame’s what I’m tastin’ The pain I’m erasin’ Every other test you throw at me you know I’m aceing I burn ya’ like a bigger BLUNTS LONE WOLF face'n Switchblades in they cage prayin’ for days leave you M.I.A. like runaways Throwing mystical wordplay My E.T.A. never delays Talk a lot like gamma rays Never he-say she-say Penwise Penwise Penwise Penwise Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Now up and down the east coast killer hand deliver Sinister slithers Syllables turn blue in the winter [?] I've been blue since I've had the I rip it infernally rippin’ words up internally Fighting fire with fire so how you think that you burnin’ me I reside in the middle so don’t you think that you turnin’ me Defile what you say I’m spittin’ venomous wordplay To hell and back is where they send em’ I produce the anti-venom You talkin’ sh*t behind my back that means I’m ten steps ahead Stole you style like I stole your private files from the Feds My lyricism disintegrates your motherf**king mental state like meds This game’s about the mutation of dough we call bread The presence of the coffins every dead[?] f**k the system what I said Then they ask us why we mad like we not allowed to be Contradicting they own words in a state of jealousy Cuz’ we ten times smarter Ten times stronger Ten times wiser than you’ll ever f**kin’ be I’m just speaking the truth This is far from powerful B My flow is metaphysical Your death is critical I be the definition of original Whippin’ in rituals Physical damage leaving your mind contained Murderin’ slain through the central nervous system in your brain Now we drop the cops drop the sickest cough drops Throwin’ rocks in the bulletproof crib I’ll be straight you should be scared to sh*t Cuz’ my confidence is mid ? You can’t bring me down to extinguish my english Don’t point your fingers I break em’ at the knuckle I take out gay rappers and couples Over the balls over the calls lay down on the table? It’s funny the way it all turned out Simply burnt out I’ll give you something to pout about for f**kin’ around without a shadow of a doubt I cast out more losers than the White House? I crouch in a cubby of comfort More search? They never find the words the tongue ties I did an open mic in a crow spot screaming like rage? I used the stage to hell raise [Transcription Pending]
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