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Vinyl Days
(专辑: Vinyl Days - 2022)
You get here 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 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 Hella tired and we can make your residency permanent Several shots, they tying up your body with a
tourniquet Let 'em rock, it's obvious that he don't know who turn it is Keep my circle tight-knit 'cause people move deceitful Money and greed will expose you to the
root of evil Already proved myself, not worried 'bout who's my equal Far from an Anti vaxxer but I
moved the
needle She got me wondering if what I
do is legal Fuck it, I'm going a
hunnid in this Buick Regal Fuck it, I'm going a
hunnid play, I'm Beanie Sigel You still run that old game, like a
Neo, G-O You looking for me? I'ma be in Rio Sunbathing off the
coast, sipping Pinot Grigio Out the
country so much they like, "Easy gringo" Straight off the
two-track, don't need a
single Travelled abroad for my catalog With all this money, recording raps on my Macintosh, call it Apple sauce Even with the
cameras off, I
be spazzing, dawg Drum machine, analog, the
North Face camouflage That lo-fi dusty, Panasonic with the
tracking off Marijuana smoke fill the
air like L.A. traffic smog Come on, homie, listen to the
voice of reason Yeah, you talk a
lot of shit but don't want the
beef like a
vegan Was passing through like the
aux channel And then I
fell asleep on you, shit, we call you the
golf channel I'm barbecue grilling these rappers in Croc sandals Got money to cop Lambos but I'd rather chop samples Many lines, many rhymes, shit, got it like Pennywise Shoutout Big Brother, got many eyes I'm like Malcolm peeking through the
mini-blinds Fucking with Logic, that's the
reason that you stop breathing Cardiac arrest caught you at your chest Should've wore a
vest, now you all a
mess You know common threat, you should've worn a
dress Polo high-tech with the
navy crest Cut from the
cloth you couldn't thread with a
needle Bought the
shit at Fred Segal, got your bitch spread eagle The
revolution won't be televised, they telling lies They wanna strip your soul away and lead you to a
world that's dry That's why we in the
kitchen cooking, know you smell the
vibes And stick to your ribs shit, no frozen fries, go against the
gang, get pulverized I'm at the
crib watch, watching Cobra Kai, thinking to myself, "God damn, how old am I?" Rose through depression like a
rose, I
was destined Your boy reach his goals like Lee Rose with the
left hand When life takes a
toll, I
suppose it's a
lesson Question, how you woke but you slept in? Tredding on your rappers like Midas for over ten years Without changing tires, shit, I
should probably check the
mileage Back on my hustle, got packs in the
duffle Push rhymes like weight, yeah, you know I'm taxing you double I'm in a
pocket like a
running back, run it back I
bought your new shit, hey, run me my money back Fly by night, this that flight like Mike ESPN, better get those highlights right Perform better when the
lights shine bright You looking like food, it might get fried like rice Throw on a
chef apron and I
turn into Gordon Ramsey I
seen cats sell they whole soul for a
Camry I
seen your favorite artists do the
most just for Grammys I
seen a
grown man lying just to get to panties I'm cooking like grannies, the
recipe is sick and we got extras in the
pantry I'm going Super Saiyan, just to represent the
family I
think that's why the
haters can't stand me I'm not the
socialite type, but my vocals quite right I'm still spitting raps like it's Open Mic night I'm still getting played from the
hoes you might like I'm still getting paid off the
flows you probably bite It's Logic Yeah See—, see—, see—, see—, see the
bigger picture so we can profit all around Yeah This is for my real hip-hop fans I—, I
want that real back, back when you would feel tracks, yeah Yeah See—, see—, see—, see—, see the
bigger picture so we can profit all around Yeah This is for my real hip-hop fans I—, I
want that real back, back when you would feel tracks, yeah I—, I
want that, I—, I
want that real I—, I
want that real back, back when you would feel tracks, yeah I—, I
want that real, real—, real—, real back I—, I
want that real back—, back when you would feel tracks, yeah This is Logic This is Logic This is Lo—, Lo—, Logic
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