Lyrics:
show me both sides
So I figured out I gotta be my own type
They used to say to get a man you had to know how to look
They used to say to keep a man
Yeah, yeah, payback man
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy
torn down
Don't know what's in store but together we can open any door.
Just to do what's good for you and inspire you a little higher.
I know you can
told me when you get the crown
It's gon' take some getting used to
New friends all in their old feelings now
They don't love you like they used to man
a Glock
If It’s the end, I let it pop
It’s going down up in this spot
Don’t say a word, just take a shot (pop, pop)
Moonrock! I got the gold on me
I never
You've been running away
From what you don't understand
Love
She's slippy
You're sliding down
She'll be there when you hit the ground
It's
get my groove on fast enough
Their Bohemian boy-toys come up from the village to meet them
And as they pass me by they all look at me saying
"Why Don't
You're dreaming big,
They shot me down
Don’t hold back, be your own man...
Don’t loose your nerve kid,
Trying do what they did.
Focus on your
of that though. But look, I'll tell you what... look at this- (gets cut off by man 2)
Man 2 : Yeah, you got beat up to take care of it, man !! They- they
just kept me down, that's a big difference (man)
Stressin' myself tryna figure why I'm not good enough
Goin' to church, prayin' for you, searchin' for
the plane into Paris,
Honeymooning down by the Seine.
Peter Brown called to say,
You can make it OK,
You can get married in Gibraltar near Spain.
[Chorus]
Michael Jackson brought you Thriller
It made all the gun-man hollar
Mack 11 guard your grilla
Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon,
look
It's the hypeman's job to alleviate pressure from the main act
You know, so, when I come and I say
"My name is Logic, if you don't know by now,
Jesus had a son by Mary Magdalene and he rode the land like the man who
Went before
Young Jesus raised him loud, mother Mary raised him proud and he
the sweat to run
Down the crack of my ass like Niagra yeah
That's hot enough for me
No I wanna look like I'm
Lactating under my man titties
That's hot enough
away
You can pick it up and call me any day
And Ima listen to all you got to say
Cause I'm the type of man that never turn a woman away
Think of this
pusher man
What you got to do with yourself? (Oh what?)
Can't you be somebody else? (No)
Look at you described to a tee (huh)
You're a fool of many in
Ghost on the street today
Doorways of Jackson Square
In tinsel and tap shoes
Mardi Gras beads in her hair
Down to the graveyard
She wrung out
Man, we gotta go get something to eat, man
I'm hungry than a
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
50, calm down man, he comin'
everybody knows that she just don't go
She's my no-go showboat (no-go showboat)
White wall slicks with racing mags
She's just for looks, man, not for drags
crossed my trail
Don't brush me with my broom, Babe
I just might land in jail
Well my right hand itchin', Babe
I get smothered by the shore
Look down you
may look tonight,
You will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea,
Working for some man who may not know at all who I might
Man fuck them niggas
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other
'cause people look different
Don't shut 'em down, you never know what you're missin'
Some people find love, some love fightin'
Some lay with the lambs,
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