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Because the teacher that you see is not wack
I'd like to stack up all the hits that I've made
Three albums, a triple-layer cake
But I'm takin' care of me and my family, and that's a win to me
(Okay, let me open this up
And the rap album of the year goes to)
I may not ever win
4,5,6,7,8,10,11,12..Ahh
I got Cole Drizzy Dot in my DNA
Blueprint 4 put that issh to the Universe
Kungfu D from the EA killing Edward for no reward Jigga plus A-1
a classic album
Something I can play for years just leave it on repeat
I hate the way the game is being played
I talk loose like I'm a few modelos deep
Manager of this bitch is loving where we at
It took a whole year but with patience I knew that I'd be back
Never had an arrogance to not accept feedback
infinity years
Infinity years stroking your ears
I got no fears like I got nuclear
Like you got nuclear Yeah I got nuclear
This album's nuclear I'm blowing
I'd rather fail than live by your tasks
Cause when I'm on my own I get farther than where they put me at
You're just angry cause these are the facts,
to my friend
"Why'd you kick off tonight with the Bill Evans song?"
He said, "I was just trying to ease into things"
I said, "That's cool, but we're
Oh yeah I'm right back
Tried to knock me down but I'm right back
Didn't think I'd ever get my fight back
Had to look inside and decide that I'm back
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(Chorus)
Im riding hard in the donk/
Lookin big in
and by ear
And then she'd find the ancient album,
With its pages turned gold
And the crayon-colored paper star
I made so long ago
But brighter than any
position
And year after year I'd start to see something called the system
I'd realize that the world I see is nonexistent
July fifth listen each year you
and who really got your back
So I made my first album within a year without that slack
I got a song with X-Raided Goretex and thirteen thirty-three
Dr Dizzy
and rearranged
No matter what happens, nothing can ever be the same
Logan V, treating this like it's my final one
By album five, thought I'd run it like where
As you smoke like a chimney
My album coming November
That's twenty years of memory
And that's assuming I'ma live that long
If I don't
Don't cry 'cause I
verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney
My album comin' November, that's twenty years of memory
And that's assumin' I'ma live that long
If I don't,
a three year extended warranty
And five free oil changes
No credit, no problem
I'm beginning to feel like a black god
Black guy
The police are bringing out
And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
From your eye drops a tear
I don't play that shit, I play that hit
Your whole gangsta image is
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
of all the shit that I wanna kill
I put the game first and if it didn't work
Then by now I'd be bang on the drill (brrt)
I can make a mill', I get a mop
look at the second spot
Can't believe it's been a year since that EP dropped
Gave it all I've got, then my first album flopped
And I still didn't stop,
This album was written over the course of one week
And mainly created in just four studio sessions between Logic and No. I.D
But perfected over
to the D and wrote my rhymes in a hour
Took the D to the E, last stop the Twin Towers
Sittin' in the belly of the beast
In the World Trade Organization,
spaghetti code, low man on a totem pole
Wanted to leave but I was typecast with petty roles
Five years, no va-cay they had me by my balls
My cubicle was like
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