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Logic – Breath Control Lyrics

Breath Control Lyrics by Logic (feat. Wiz Khalifa)   Everything that I have, I’m thankin’ God for it now I’m takin’ all of my trees, proceed to breakin’ it down Though with fuckin’ with ground levels, we in the clouds Stay reclinin’ my seat, smokin’, leanin’ it back Livin’ like rock and roll but still doing this rap music Movin’ through stats, always movin’ the crowd If Wiz Khalifa’s on your campus then I’m probably smokin’ loud With a bad one comin’ out, talkin’ bout Keep your cool so we don’t hear the hate and doubt They just mad ’cause they ain’t make it to the clouds Tried they best but they just ain’t gettin’ accounted for We ain’t goin’ back and forth I ain’t just start, multiple trends, I open doors Provided a style for you and yours I made the class, you studied the course Game’s to be sold, not told, hope that you could afford it Make sure the private plane cold as soon as I board it More concerned with stocks and mortgages than little boy shit Famous girl, she on my line, she

Logic – Bleed It Lyrics

(Bleed that, back when I—) (Bleed that, think I’m too) (Bleed that, you be like) (Bleed that, with, with) (Bleed that, back when I—) (Bleed that, think I’m too) (Bleed that, you be like) (There ain’t life, no, no) (Bleed that, back when I—) (Bleed that, think I’m too) (Bleed that, you be like) (Bleed that, with, with) (Bleed that, back when I—) (Bleed that, think I’m too) (Ayo!) (Bleed that, you be like) (There ain’t life) Back chillin’ with my mom watching Ten Commandments Got a bottle in her hand and I’m facin’ abandonment Social services fuckin’ up my vibe Smile for the worker, but I’m dyin’ on the inside Haha, haha, everything’s fine Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my mind I’ve seen a lot of shit in my lifetime Playin’ the field, man, I need another lifeline Fifty-fifty, I was born to be a fuck-up What up? Always been myself, so shut the fuck up I bleed it, I fuckin’ bleed it I bleed it, I fuckin’ bleed it Pick up the pen, then I bleed it (I bleed it) A criminal I was in my past l

Logic – Orville Lyrics

Orville Lyrics by Logic (feat. Like, Blu & Exile)   What’s the threat? Bitch, I’m on one Yeah, you fuckin’ with the wrong—, wrong one Yeah, yeah-yeah Little echoes (Wrong one, wrong one) Yeah, you fuckin’ with the wrong—, wrong one Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh Bitch, I’m on one Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh (Yeah) Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh (Yeah, ayo, uh) Ayo, what’s the deal? Mind too active, can’t sit still I kinda feel like I just took a limitless pill I’m Captain Mercer on the beat, watch me murder the Krill That’s a sci-fi reference, nerd shit my preference Family is the only thing that matters, bitch, I’m Stefan I can’t believe at first sight you thought I was Steve Bitch, I’ll orphan you, shapeshift and morph into your mom Slit your throat and make it look like she’s the one that committed the crime You know I’m too committed to rhyme since my first show in Chicago Never throwin’ shade, we keepin’ it light like vitiligo Chain around my neck glisten like El Dora

Logic - Vinyl Days Lyrics + mp3 download

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  Logic - Vinyl Days “Vinyl Days” is the fourth single and title track for Logic’s seventh and final studio album under DefJam. The track is nearly five minutes and contains one long Logic verse with no hook — bringing listeners minutes of straight rhymes. Logic announced the track would be the first in a new slew of weekly single releases leading up to his album release on June 17. Legendary DJ, DJ Premier, gets tapped for a feature on this track, providing scratches at the end. Download Audio (5.39 MB) (download) Logic - Vinyl Days Lyrics [Intro] Yeah-yeah, yeah Vinyl Days, DJ Premier That's my homie, that's my idol On the road to success but you're idle 6ix on the beat, RattPack, motherfucker, let's go Here we go, let's get it all [Verse] All I need is one mic, one pen, one page to ignite Subject matter heavy but the flow is MC Lyte You mad as fuck, all you see is red like a conservative All the critics do is talk, I'm really not concerned with it Hell is hot

Logic – Therapy Music Lyrics

Therapy Music Lyrics by Logic (feat. Russ)   Yeah, my anxiety was takin’ over Remove the devil and, my faith, gon’ feel it slide like it’s Amendola I finally made it to the field of my dreams and I let Ghost play around in my head like I’m Ray Liotta A Yankee owner, I got stripes in this game Hot headed, but got ice in my veins, arrivin’ by plane G4 to be exact, rewards and beats and raps Three whores before forty-three, more are bein’ cracked That was the life I was leadin’ back before I went to therapy and we unpacked, I wasn’t really needin’ that I was needin’ validation, which, I agree is wack Mad at my therapist like, “Bitch”, I agree with that” Here’s the kicker though, my therapist is me Complainin’ ’bout my problems, how American of me? There’s a scarcity of free thinkers, it’s all group thoughts That’s what they think, that’s not what you thought Before you saw the popular vote You scared that the world’ll leave you if you rockin’ the boat, so you don’t All aboard, now you saf

Logic – Tetris Lyrics

I just want thank God for the life that I got Seen a lot of pain, yeah I seen a lot. Could’ve caught that lamborghini off the lot. But money isnt everything Money isn’t the reason I sing Got a lot of change, got a lot of bling But money isnt everything, no money isn’t everything. I just want thank God for the life that I got Seen a lot of pain, yeah I seen a lot. Could’ve caught that lamborghini off the lot. But money isnt everything. Yeah This motherfucka six He played me this verse i had from like ten years ago So i thought id do it now Look to my left and see my brother selling drugs. Look to my right and see my sisters fuckin thugs. Ain’t it funny how this life go? One moment you’re in the dark, but when that light glow, It’s like you’re seeing for the first time. As I penetrate your mind, Like a burst of ammunition that was shot out of a nine. I’m giving everything I got So yeah it better be my time They said I’d never make it, that’s the reason I still rhyme now. Feeling like ann

Logic - Day Date Lyrics

 Logic - Day Date Lyrics [Intro] Damn, that shit sounds good as fuck (I’ve arrived, dawg) 6ix! Yo, you can hear my rolex, yeah (I’ve arrived, dawg) Turn that shit up in the speakers, in your headphones (I’ve arrived, dawg) Clapback, forty-four (I’ve arrived, dawg) Yeah [Hook] I’ve arrived, dawg Greatest of all time with the rhyme when I die, dawg C-C-Dub on check, in the glove, when I ride, dawg I ain’t got no main, all my girls on the side, dawg Shorty bring it back, it’s a fact! I’ve arrived, dawg Greatest of all time with the rhyme when I die, dawg C-C-Dub on check, in the glove, when I ride, dawg I ain’t got no main, all my girls on the side, dawg Shorty bring it back, it’s a fact! It’s a fact [Verse 1] Don’t hide, dawg Why you filled with pride, dawg? Don’t keep that inside, dawg See a therapist, or something, I recommend mine, dawg Yeah, that’s why I’m fine, dawg Why you think I shine, dawg? Mind your own business, get the fuck up out of mine, dawg! Every diamond in my chain a mi

Logic - See You Space Cowboy… Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, uh [Verse 1] Grammy-nominated, never won it though Don’t need it, but deep down I want it though Bank account still on a hunnid though My bank account still on a hunnid (Ayy) But that don’t mean shit, that don’t mean that I’m shit It’s just me and my clique and we bombin’ this shit Ain’t no drama and shit, now I’m throwin’ a fit Watch me throwin’ a fit and get lit like I’m Evel Knievil Just me and my people, we call this the sequel to Under Pressure Ain’t no need to measure who the best Fuck around and know who the best Who give a shit? I just spit about this and I know what I love R-A-double-T, I put nothing above like that thing in the glove From Maryland to LA, I’m a motherfucking boss at the bars And I’m down for the cause, who’s down for the cause? Take a step back, hold up (L-O-G-I-C) Put the city on the map with the city on my back Let ’em know you’re never ever goin’ back (L-O-G-I-C) Don’t be scared to murk ’em all, hurt ’em all, watch ’em all Get up all, wa

Logic - God Might Judge Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, this one for all the ladies out there This like that old Kanye That College Dropout Kany— This that new workout though When you in the gym and shit, doing squats Ha, ayy, we finna turn up man [Verse 1] Yeah, yeah All my girls, yeah they know the deal I’ma keep it a hundred girl, I’ma keep it real I’ma tell you the truth, it don’t matter how you feel First class but my shirt Coach Never bougie, I ain’t scared to hit the roach Straight up out the ashtray, out the ashtray Everybody know that boy, he got a lot of cash play I am the Young Sinatra, do it my way I do a 180 on the highway I gotta couple cars in my driveway I got a couple broads in my driveway I say, “Who got the Uber on they phonе?” I ain’t tryna cuddle with you, girl, you sleepin’ on you own Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with me, you could tell by thе tone Got a lotta women waitin’ by they phone, all alone But I’m here for you When I get home, I’ll be the one to pull your hair for you The only one to get up in your favori

Logic - My Way Lyrics

[Chorus] I’ma do it my way (My way) Oh yeah, I’ma do it my way (My way) They lookin’ at me sideways (Sideways) But I ain’t livin’ for the dead today I’ma do it my way (My way) Oh yeah, I’ma do it my way (My way) They lookin’ at me sideways (Sideways) But I ain’t livin’ for the dead today [Verse 1] I’m on ten, homie, I’m on ten Just me and my family and all my friends We gon’ do it all the way ’til the fuckin’ end I’ma do it my way, I won’t ever bend, oh yeah Take a look in our lands Bad bitch with me when I pull up in a Benz That’s my baby mama, ain’t no drama, don’t pretend [Pre-Chorus] Oh yeah, if you had my money then you’d do it your way Oh yeah, if you have my money you will do it your way but [Chorus] I’ma do it my way (My way) Oh yeah, I’ma do it my way (My way) They lookin’ at me sideways (Sideways) But I ain’t livin’ for the dead today I’ma do it my way (My way) Oh yeah, I’ma do it my way (My way) They lookin’ at me sideways (Sideways) But I ain’t livin’ for the dead today [Ve

Logic - Get Up Lyrics

[Chorus] Aw, yeah Every time I fall, you know I get up (Aw, yeah) Try to keep me down but I get up (Aw, yeah) Y’all say what you want but I’ma get up (Aw, yeah) Bitch, I’ma get up (Aw, yeah) Every time I fall, you know I get up (Aw, yeah) Try to keep me down but I get up (Aw, yeah) Y’all say what you want but I’ma get up (Aw, yeah) [Verse 1] I been down, but right now I’m way up I been down, but right now I’m so high I been down, but right now I’m way up I’m too up like a layup I walk up in DefJam like “Fuck y’all, pay up” This for all my homies feelin’ down, y’all, stay up Bobby finally finna take the crown homie wait up Y’all ain’t on my radar I been tryna find who gon’ hold me down, no one is around Just my homies and my family My homies is my family Oh my god I can’t believe I finally found a family ‘Cause I ain’t never had none Family’s a rarity where I come from [Chorus] Aw, yеah Every time I fall, you know I get up (Aw, yеah) Try to keep me down but I get up (Aw, yeah) Y’all say

Logic - Vaccine Lyrics

[Chorus] Aw-aw-aw-aw yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah Give a fuck ’bout what y’all doing, yeah, we goin’ hard all year Aw yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah Give a fuck ’bout what y’all doing, yeah, we goin’ hard all year Aw yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah Give a fuck ’bout what y’all doing, yeah, we goin’ hard all year [Verse 1] Came back to the scene, came back with a team Like rap ain’t a thing, I’ma do anything I’ma rap, I’ma sing, yeah, I’m back as the king Came back from the trap to supply all the fiends like [Chorus] Aw yeah, just me and my dogs, yeah Give a fuck ’bout what y’all doing, yeah, we goin’ hard all year Aw yеah, just me and my dogs, yeah Give a fuck ’bout what y’all doing, yеah, we goin’ hard all year [Verse 2] I’ll be right back in a bit, sippin’ on something, I’m lit Internet throwin’ a fit Couldn’t give a shit, bitch, get the fuck off my dick This is that shit that gon’ hit (Bet!) Bobby don’t play no set, but it’s just me and my gang Ready to fuck up the game, BT3 now

Logic - Tokyo Nights Lyrics

[Intro] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh [Verse: Logic] Uh, feel my soul from this flow I’m a six inch gash as far as openness go I’m hopin’ they know if I open the door I’ma go and never come back I’ma rewire your brain like a ounce of Prozac I was a loser in school and now they cheer for us Madison Square Garden is packed out for us Fuck around and drop a whole album without a chorus I’ma watch the money come like a clitoris The force is with us of course Spit your hoe shit like a wicked divorce But thank God, all the ladies, they adore us I was Screech back in the day and— [Verse 2: Like] —Now a nigga Zack Morris Fuck the chorus, real ones go to bat for us April 21st, mom gave birth to a black Taurus The beginnin’, I was schemin’, I was dreamin’, I was thinkin’ I had to run away from all of my dеmons I believe in a simplе goal, stay true to what’s you And everybody else gon

Logic - Tokyo Nights Lyrics

[Intro] Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh [Verse: Logic] Uh, feel my soul from this flow I’m a six inch gash as far as openness go I’m hopin’ they know if I open the door I’ma go and never come back I’ma rewire your brain like a ounce of Prozac I was a loser in school and now they cheer for us Madison Square Garden is packed out for us Fuck around and drop a whole album without a chorus I’ma watch the money come like a clitoris The force is with us of course Spit your hoe shit like a wicked divorce But thank God, all the ladies, they adore us I was Screech back in the day and— [Verse 2: Like] —Now a nigga Zack Morris Fuck the chorus, real ones go to bat for us April 21st, mom gave birth to a black Taurus The beginnin’, I was schemin’, I was dreamin’, I was thinkin’ I had to run away from all of my dеmons I believe in a simplе goal, stay true to what’s you And everybody else gon

Logic - Live From The Farm Lyrics

Logic - Live From The Farm Lyrics Is this the take right here? This gonna be the take? Oh, nigga, what? Oh, there’s no [?] over there? Nah, you sound-everybody sound good I’m just gonna freestyle, how about that Do I have any other [?] Yeah Most people never seen [?] Nowadays These are good lyrics These are from the other one that ain’t making it Might sound better here Wanna live fast Juul in my lung Wanna live fast I wanna die young, die young This fuckin’ tune on here, right, makes it sound weird? Oh, nah Nah, don’t worry about it, probably sound worse [?] Hey, where you been? I’ve waiting my whole life for you I’m super faded I’m looking in a mirror wishing that I made it I grabbed the keys and hit the gas ‘Cause I wanna live fast, but I don’t wanna die young When it’s all said and done, did you play it safe or have your fun? It’s been one hell of a run, had my ups and down I’ve been a pawn, I’ve held the weight of the crown on my head You heard what I said ‘Cause I wanna live fast

Logic - Glamorouss Lyrics

Goddamn my life is so glamorous Surrounded by money, and cameras That Hollywood life would do damages Cut you deep down with no bandages Goddamn my life is so glamorous That Hollywood life would do damages [Verse 1] But nobody is painting this picture ‘Cause we on devices, and throw out the canvas Fuck who the greatest soon as I drop it they play it Ain’t stacking no cheese, I serrate it All of your shit is outdated You bring me the beef i filet it Deon bring me the beat, I’ll replay it Bobby you know he gon’ slay it Just me and the homie faded Prolly’ wanna take my life Emcee wanna take my spot But they don’t give a damn, what I got Might gеt got but then again not I drop beats on the MP from thе MD I’ma beat them to death, like” No I.D Streams from the MV, wanna kill me ‘Cause I made a lot of money and I’m still mean Lot of dollar bills don’t thrill me, know somebody feel me Not Logic but the real me under the surface I’m rhyming with purpose I know I ain’t perfect I’m kirking you ir