Lyrics:
you cool
Better look out now though, Dave's got somethin' for you
Tell ya what it is
I'm your ice cream man, stop me when I'm passin' by, oh, my,
Tell me who the fuck you think you better than
What nigga I ain't fuckin scared of them
Knocking niggas out I'm a sedative
Is what it is cause I said
And when I saw you at my mate's place
I thought, "What is she doing
At my mate's place?"
How did Dave get a hottie like that to a party like this?
Good
Yeah
You read this book all the way through yet?
Then bleed your looks of distasteful slew elsewhere yeh?
Tell me
What critique placed
hella rude
I'm the reason that your favorite
Rapper's in a bad mood
My name is Logic, I was born in 1990
Ain't no need to remind me
That when you listen
And when I saw you at my mate's place
I thought, "What is she doing
At my mate's place?"
How did Dave get a hottie like that to a party like this?
Good
ass, let me see something
Tell your little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the FUCK is the waitress
to the spell of the Phantom Guise
How came you by this?
This scepter should not be held by mortal men
My eyes deceive me
For reasons that you do not understand
craze
Stardom, exciting
I can perform some tracks, you give me the mic
Money but no heart, yeah, that's what we like
It's a one-way game by the rules
side (Yeah we do!)
I speak truth into existence, what you about? (Tell it!)
Let me drink this 805 while I think about how
Time flies, we gonna rise
Me
gone, 6 feet in the dirt
Death in my eyes, rare view in the hearse
Purgatory in my cup; tell me what the fuck? What is
Love? Had enough, I don't even want
wanna diss you anymore, this really got me second guessing
"Touch My Body" by Mariah Carey play, you probably start reflectin'
I never been with no one
Let me fix my motherfucking crown, nigga
Knock a little dust off this bitch
DJ Holiday
Dave East
King of Harlem
For all you niggas that hated
tell them all how I feel
Yo each breath like a seed that I sow
Hoping these roots take hold
Trusting to the landscaper of my soul to make me whole whoa
over, I ain't lettin' this nigga fly me out
I'd rather play the hood anyway, it's nothing to lie about
He ain't tell his homie that, told his homie he'd
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
That's what everybody say, that's what everybody say
Things won't ever go everybody's way
No day gon' be everybody's day
Tell me, where the love? Why
Divide and conquer, that’s the reason that we can’t move forward
If we ain’t seeking for equity, knowledge, freedom, or peace
Tell me then, what’s
on me, ratchet on me
Tell me what your life like cause mines is real
Every thing signed and sealed, my mind on pills
Niggas'll rat on they own mother,
place
I thought "What is she doing.. at my mate's place?
How did Dave get a hottie like that to a party like this?
Good one, Dave!
Ooh, you're a legend,
master could be watching?
Tell me now that what we did for no reason
Wasn't captured in the ether and stored
Just to be rediscovered, and brought back
the final say
No matter what the bills may say
Jehovah has the final say
(I have) I have no reason to fear
(I have) I have no reason to fear
(The
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
Hook (Dave East)
I got a bitch that's going to do what I tell her
Stay in the bank, I'm good with the Teller
Bitch Im a King you not Corretta
I got
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