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Walk On By - Logic 经过 |
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Is it still, is it going? |
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Yeah yeah |
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Alright, so we gon' do this one like for the RattPack and shit, is it recording? |
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Alright for the real hip-hop, muhfuckas, you know what I'm saying? |
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Shout out to Bobby, my engineer |
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It's a nice night in L.A. |
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We're recording this mixtape and shit, workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm saying? |
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Visionary boy |
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Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for 96 v |
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We gon' do it for hip-hop |
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Second renaissance type shit check it |
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Who would have thought that painting pictures 'bout being broke |
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Would get me riches like dealing coke |
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Like big brother used to do so we could stay afloat |
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I heard them guns outside my window, them gangsters would tote |
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Thought about the life I wanted, picked up the pen and then wrote |
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While they was firing, you could hear sirens |
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From people dialling and women crying in the phone |
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I was in the zone, trying to make a living |
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Heading to work in the morning |
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Everyday felt like I was mourning, as my dream was deceased |
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Until I quit my job, then my work ethic increased |
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Elevated to levels I ain't ever seen |
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Stacking this cream, living the American dream now |
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I'm going crazy, I ain't slept in days |
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Dreaming of Michael Jordan money like I slept in J's |
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Always shouting out my team cause I get all the plays |
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But they the ones that motivate me on depressing days |
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See I'm from Maryland where cats draw gats like animation |
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From the smallest altercation, that can lead to termination |
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With a rapper on every corner, like the rest of the nation |
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Passing bars back and forth like legal examinations |
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As a youngin, I was running wild |
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Me and my homies skipping school, puffing on that loud |
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Doing shit just to do it, cause we wasn't allowed |
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I thought I understood the world, but I was still a child, yeah |
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Now when my momma was at home drinking, thinking 'bout the bills |
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I was dreaming 'bout the mills, running round looking for thrills |
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I guess this is how it feels when your memory spills onto the page |
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And paints a picture of another age |
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Back in West Deer Park, chilling with shorties after dark |
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Cause when the sun is down, the police always want us down |
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Till we get older and hustle, now they tryna gun us down |
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We just trying to make a livin' off of what we've been given |
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Walk on by |
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Walk on by |
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They call me Logic, yeah that's L-O-G-I-C |
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I ain't wrapped up in them bitches, I just write 'bout shit I see |
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Cause these lyrics set me free, fuck the world, let me be |
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And when I feel like I can't write, that's when I hit the MPC |
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My talent limitless, but time limited so listen up |
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If you can't see the shit I see, you better get your vision up |
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I'm the king, watch me reign, born to rule my domain |
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Album ain't even in stores, they trynna sue me for my name |
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Shit insane, so berserk, never complained, I just work |
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Chasing after my dreams like them high school skirts |
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Back as a youngin, spitting game, tryna get the nut in |
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Living life to the fullest cause them little things ain't nothing |
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My flow un-killable when I be murdering syllables |
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But I take my time, slow it down, check the rhyme, perfectionist to the dime |
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From the womb to the tomb, I be rapping till I'm dying, doing everything I love |
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That's the life of a don, skipping school, sipping liquor |
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Tryna get this money quicker, bad bitches, good weed |
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That's the type of shit I need |
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Lyrics bleed from my mind state |
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Elevate my mind and watch it rise like the crime rate |
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Cause sometimes I be high, and sometimes I be low |
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And sometimes I do shit I thought I'd never do before |
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My life is like a movie role that's starring me, got these women on me |
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I hit the club with all my homies, and the drinks is on me |
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At the crib with the shorty that I met at the spot |
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Pretty eyes, nice lips, Grey Goose what she sips |
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Both my hands on her hips, till she puts them on her tits |
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Freak bitch want the dick, biting on her finger tip |
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I only fuck with nice girls, I never do this type of shit |
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I'm thinking 'bout hitting it raw, shit I must be wilding out |
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But that pussy wet as hell, I think it's time to end the drought |
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Then again she could be burning, and that's not what I'm about |
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So I dipped out, to live another day and die another night |
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Cause when I'm gone that ain't gon' be the song that they recite |
