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logic - 24 freestyle lyrics

feat. quest, castro, jon bellion

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feeling this villainous vibe
feeling, feeling this villainous vibe

chip on my shoulder, f-ck is you sayin’?
swear to god our fathers were playing n-gg- relate a message
breathless, every morning was forced to skip on breakfast
mama told me don’t let these peasants throw rocks at the king
p-wns tend to carry on with no conscience
straight non-sense, pay homage or k’s vomit, verbal
f-cker wanna know biggie was making certain while n-gg-s was getting iffy
heart is bigger than derrières of vicky and nicki
but f-ck up and diss me, this sh-t will 360
and must i mention my body count?
it’s murderous, to be humble
murder is to be humble?
ever heard of me stumble?
i was born in the jungle where n-gg-s belly’s will rumble
get checked for thinking or mumble
but y’all still stick on rap
f-ck all that
i do this in my slumber, merely ventilation
tryna stay afloat be on a boat sh-t
i swear that i’m lost inside of the spirit of biggie back in his lumberjack
or nasir with the fatigue, i felt stifle, street’s disciple
my raps are trifle, i shoot slugs for my, you get the picture!
i was raised in miami, n-gg-s’ll smack your coofie
just for acting coochie, your goofy actions’ll never move me
no sir, needy no ho, my homies ready to roll
never the matter the chitter and chatter
i did it cause i can make machete the flow
and comeback, here’s a force fact
i’m not a dumb act, run that
little punk rat, f-ck it, punch back
in the middle of little havana
holding a hammer outside with pajamas
better watch your grammar around me
these haters surround me, i swear it’s unnecessary
gambino, you childish n-gg-s could never see the sh-t that i do
vmg, yes n-gg- vmg
only compet-tion that we see is t.d.e.

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feeling this villainous vibe
feeling, feeling this villainous vibe
(happy birthday to my n-gg-r doe)

i’mma be the guy that rap slow, sike nah
dictating b-tches smoking cubans i’m castro
my life is like the movie, and i’ll be the director
and just to get a small role, got b-tches acting extra
i wrote this verse in one minute cause bobby said that he wants rhymes
intelligent, but i’m getting brain from b-tches that’s dumb fine
got punchlines like prime with the, world on my palm
i knew that we would blow up cause b-tch we be the bomb
rattpack out to get the cheese, drop a verse get fifty g’s
hit the studio drunk as f-ck but still drop a verse with ease
i don’t give a f-ck
b-tch you know the flow is second nature
with no pen and paper break it down disintegrate a hater, w-ssup?

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let’s have a money conversation
four hundred thousand from eminem that’s a payment
kennedy, reagan’s, presidential arrangement
please don’t let this pop kid take it back to the bas-m-nt
i’m still here screaming beautiful mind
sick of the noodles of rhyme in all my cubical grind
so i just grew and decided to put you in your spot
ooodles and boodles of blue bags from louis vuitton
getting money with lawyers we have a jew of a time
with liquor in a poland spring like a junior at prom
yes i chose to pop charts i’m doing the crime
and that just means i’m f-cking dope to you and your mom
working in the summer, ac on freezing
working in the winter like i got no heaters
spring rolls at the d-mn four seasons
in the red october screaming thank you jesus!

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feeling this villainous vibe
chilling with me and my tribe
gotta spit this to survive
how long have i been alive?
twenty-four years and counting not including my momma womb
i’m here in the lab, and i’ll be here until the tomb
alb-m coming soon watch the rattpack consume
i’ve been on that real sh-t
that fun sh-t
spit artillery, like a gunship
v’s up we run sh-t
don’t come around with that dumb sh-t it’s scandalous1
in the studio in los angeles
at no i.d. spot hit you with the heat rock godd-mn
with bobby on the board everybody on the floor
hold up let me take a breath here come more
this a freestyle let me redirect my intellect
drop this sh-t just for fun, it’s all over the internet
cause b-tch i’m in effect
wait hold up, y’all did get the memo?
you lumberg rappers is initech
b-tch i’ve been a fact
hit you like hiroshima then intercept
check it yo
see now all the real fans know that the alb-m goin’ be crazy
spit it off the top and get dirty like pat’ swayze
from the cover of xxl
f-ck around and then propel
tour coming soon man i know the tickets finna’ sell
really, coming for everybody’s achilles
put my own money into this alb-m, like half a millie
it’s logic, coming for their neck no disrespect
i did this sh-t in two minutes or less
spent a year on the alb-m, who knows what to expect
spent a year on the alb-m, who knows what to expect
this is logic

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