Correction Paroles Beat Tape Cheapskate par Logic

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You have interfered with our affairs for the last time
Yeah, yeah
Ch-ch-check, mic check, one, two
Straight from the underground type sh*t
When I write sh*t, yeah, type sh*t, ayo (Ayo)

Behind the mic or on the MPC is where you’ll find him
F**king waste of life, you should’ve died in the condom
17 days, your whole sh*t beyond too weak
I grip the mic and blow the spot like plastique
The bomb atomically, the lyrical anomaly, b*t*h, I'm on one
Yeah, you f**king with the wrong one
I wrote this sh*t backstagе in an arena
Pep and Jordan sippin' Pellеgrino, never Aquafina
Been through a lot of pain, yeah, that’s word to Gina
I grip the mic like a machete, f**k
Grip the mic like a machete, get ready, don’t do me petty
Or I’ll do you like Bruce Willis did that boy Zeddy
Feeling arrogant, all up in your system like heroin, it’s easy
Know my beats bumpin' like Deezy
"Wu Tang Forever," get the C.R.E.A.M., sh*t's breezy
Whip out my d**k, how it taste?
I’m c*mmin' on your face, I’m a savage, your sh*t is average
Yeah, ha, on this day, we become legendary
Everything we dreamed of, b*t*h, I creamed up and rolled out
Illest motherf**ker on the scene, don’t bring yo' hoe out
Louis on my feet, best believe I'ma show out
My sh*t bananas, no doubt, huh
Yeah, you bet' not bring your ho out
You motherf**kers ain’t got no clout
Kick in the door, waving the .44
Bobby-Boy ain’t never rapped on some sh*t like this before
Contradictin' himself on every other song
I got different calls for different occasions
This sh*t is amazing, now let me run that sh*t back, I f**ked up
Listen, listen, ayo, contradictin' himself on every other song
I got different moods for different occasions, my sh*t is amazing
Barely scratching the surface, I’m barely f**king grazing
On the beat machine, dropping gems like black raisin
I gotta leave the booth 'cause my homeboy's blazing
Tryna get so high that not a f**kin' thing faze him
From the underground (Underground)
And we're uh-, from the un-
Uh-uh, from the underground (Underground)
If-if we're, if we're un-

From the underground, yeah, taking it back
We press then attack
I'm depressed from never taking it 'lax
Bobby Boy said, "no pressure"
I stay slaying like Primaris Intercessors
My girl body bangin' so I shamelessly undress her
A direct order, 'cause i heard her say, "yes, sir"
Bless her
From the underground, we taking it back
To the old school sound called boom bap
Wu-Tang forever, I'm keeping it clever
With samurai swords to sever
I'm the hero of my era, bred to fight terror
Keeping a aged lever as a fighter and a lover
Annoyin' samurai, yeah, don't call me chanpurû
Skating down the drive, teaching kids, they call me guru
I endlessly rebel 'cause capek disuruh-suruh
(Goddamn!)
On my Indo sh*t, that's that country sh*t
Not that 'juana sh*t, tanah air sh*t
I rep the nation, not the politician
I support the whole vision instead of just one religion
I know it's God-given, but it ain't the only way that we 'posed to be living
(Yeah)
Enough with the profound, from the underground
Coming back around to this golden sound
I'm human, I'm earth-bound
But my skills transcend like the Ghost of Tsushima
Eating cowards like a lion feasting on hyenas
Word to God, a phenomenon
If she belongs to the streets, then I tell her begone
Coolest nerd ever in every comic-con
(You know it!)
"Annoyin' Ragamuffin, Yackin' Atrocities"
An acronym broken down, like Kombat fatalities
If you figure out what this means, I'll f**k with you in the real
I'm out to rule the rap game, I'm in it for the kill
This has been a message from the samurai
Prolific on the mic, prodigy on the camera
It's poetic that my girl's name is Reiko
She ain't Japanese but she definitely great, though
She good with it, make me finish quick
I ain't talking f**king but she definitely thick
I'm talking 'bout her cooking, 'cause that sh*t is good...
I'm out

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