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letra de logic homicide remix - cloudy

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i’m on my, way up like a roller coaster/
wait up, i ain’t f-ckin’ with you culture vultures/
a’s comin’ name bubbling like coca cola/
stay rugged it ain’t nothin’ to hold a holster/
i ain’t with the industry gimmicks the kid is not giving no energy to any you b-tches/
i got seven machetes ready for beheading you b-tches/
i went from pinching pennies to picking up plenty of bidness/
it is so obvi, he likes to copy/ everything i do but he do it sloppy/
homies a crook an he looks like tekashi/ someone should tell him to get a new hobby/
you just a weak little peace of punani/ you just a creek i’m a freakin tsunami/
peaceful but i got a demon inside me/ wishing that it would unleash from my body/
stay wit the heat like i live in mojave/ they tried to sleep on me this is the coffee/
sick of these f-cks that be talking ‘bout nothin but b-tches and mixing they molly’s and oxy’s/ i know they try to compete with me frequently really they secretly wishing to stop me/ he can see no ones in reach of my frequency i’m too unique wit the syncrasy mami/

from the dirt i’ve risen, a little bit of burnt herb just to blur my vision/ i’m murdering everybody on every verse so listen/ i got them wishing that they were gifted with word precision/ i got them feeling like they were just on the verge of quitting/ but i’m different i never thought of reversing my mission/

an its true that i gotta keep turning this ambition into fuel cause the truth is i’m permanently driven/ an i’m tripping off how i gotta murder me a written to inadvertently earn me a living/ then my attorney said that if i keep on serving every sentence the jury’s gonna refer me to a prison/ seff is the president of precision the definition of different/ a legend they tried to k!ll but i’ve resurrected and risen/ i’m relevant as religion, there’s different levels to dissing/ cause every time i pick up a pen its like a demolition/ ahh
prophecy fulfilled, modesty is not for me i’m just being honest and foreal/ the odds have really gotta be like you winning the lottery to try to reach the level of my quality and sk!ll/
i just need privacy i don’t wanna chill, i don’t even drink and i don’t need’a pop pills/ if you try to bother me then i’ma pop steal, watch you drop, start flopping like a seal/
riding on a kawasaki while i slide beside your maserati hit you by surprise to watch your body be still/ really though i did for the cheap thrill, drive away then pop a wheelie like my name was meek mill/

i control the motion, flow so cold suppose that i froze the ocean/ or promote commotion till bones are broken, loco on the go like a locomotive/ from fresno to clovis the flow be most known as the most ferocious/
i’m, sick of all these industry politics i’m in this looking for enemies to make them anonymous/ problem is they know that they could get demolished i’m honest and any mother f-cker that want it can get it i promise/ i’m not digging your music, i’d rather dig in your pockets/ see my sh-t is overdeveloped, the flow is so flawless/ should i pick a pen up and poke it in both of his sockets?/ if i pull it i bet the bullets are full of surprises/

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