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Logic (from the Ancient Greek: λογική, translit. logikḗ), originally meaning "the word" or "what is spoken", but coming to mean "thought" or "reason", is a subject concerned with the most general laws of truth, and is now generally held to consist of the systematic study of the form of valid inference. A valid inference is one where there is a specific relation of logical support between the assumptions of the inference and its conclusion. (In ordinary discourse, inferences may be signified by words such as therefore, hence, ergo, and so on.) There is no universal agreement as to the exact scope and subject matter of logic (see § Rival conceptions, below), but it has traditionally included the classification of arguments, the systematic exposition of the 'log… more »

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Dear God, I'm tryin' hard to reach you
Dear God, I see your face in all I do
Sometimes it's so hard to believe in

Dear God
I think it's time we had a conversation
These lonely nights is getting to me
So my mind is racin'
I think about this life I live
And all the shit I'm facin'
More secrets in my mind than a Freemason
I get lonely at times
And then I write these rhymes
I'm only human
I want to hit the club and f*ck a dime
But I know that's not the
Answer to my problems
Lord help me solve them
Disintegrate and dissolve 'em
Layin' in bed with a girl I'm
Pretty sure is my next
Contemplating the sex while I
Think about my ex am I wrong? yeah
Dear God, am I wrong? Uh (Dear God)
Dear God, tell me, am I wrong?
For livin' the life of a
King surrounded by these pawns
Fans telling me I'm the greatest
But I never hear 'em
'Cause I ain't hit the pinnacle, yeah
I'm still persevering
Demons whispering in my ears, but no
I never fear 'em
People thinking they on his level
They ain't even near 'em
I just want to spread
Positivity through lyrical ability
They call it selling out but
I just call it versatility, yeah
It's my life, my wrongs, and my rights
My battle, my songs, and my fights
Now everybody wanna come around?
Tell me where was you last year
When a brother was down?
Not a single one of you
Motherfuckers believed in the brand
Extended a hand, and now you wanna be my man?
I think not
You quick to shape shift like ink blots
The real Dilla, we cut classic, no fitters
What about the time I was nine
And my mama almost murdered me?
Don't think I forgot that shit
It still burdens me
Her bare hands tight around my throat
"I can't breathe" I screamed
"I can't breathe, mama
Don't you want me, Mama? Don't you love me
Mama?" What the f*ck
Where was you then, God? Tell me now
How's a brother supposed to stay
Sane? Tell me how
Why you let me live but let another die?
Why you dry my tears but
Let another cry? Gotta know
Set to detonate, I gotta blow
That shit fo' sho
I used to wonder why in the
Hell you would make me suffer
But now in the end I understand
That it made me tougher

I get up when I'm down, had enough
Almost drowned when shit rough
I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground
I get up, yeah i get up, yeah, yeah
I get up when I'm down, had enough
Almost drowned when shit rough
I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground
I get up, yeah i get up, I get up
Get up

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