Logic

Nasty
(Verse 1) It's funny how your role model just outdated, becomes the old model At the hotel asking for more bottles Menage et plus one, I'm fucking four models Wordplay that elevates minds like Aristotle Murci-lago, whipping through Chicago All these beautiful women follow wherever I go Million dollar deals on the table Just a couple years ago I couldn't pay for cable Growing up surrounded by caine like I was Abel, shit was unstable Now Visionary's the label, plus Def Jam know who I am I'm that motherfucker that do it just 'cause I can Now I'm on a level that your elevator can't reach I've got information that the school system doesn't teach I've got verses that your Sunday school wouldn't care to preach Second coming of Christ flow, they like woah Raps to you with lyricism, kidnap your soul And changed your mind like I'm penetrating your skull I seen shit John Lennon couldn't imagine Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzing It's the type of sh*t normal people can't even fathom So much swag, kiss your bitch and she orgasm I'm hazardous, you would have sworn I was from Nazareth I'm resurrecting hip-hop like it was Lazarus (Verse 2) SongtexteStep to the mic and the gonna dread it like Weezy Man this industry is so damn greasy Swaggin' on the track they say I sound like Yeezy But I don't give a fuck cause gettin' money too easy 21st century, doing something mean to it Play this in the south and everybody gonna lean to it Greatest of all time has got a nice ring to it We do it for the music and the money, ain't a thing to it Been shining muhfucka what's bling to us Most love most hated at the same time Star player in this bitch and it's game time Who you know lyrically killed the club with the same rhyme? They call me Logic, motherfucker better know the name I spit crack like Pusha (Yuugh!), Novocaine We never dumb it down, you know we just numb it down And watch you get up in your feelings when we come around Grew up on section 8, you probably can't relate ‘Cause y'all just watched the throne, I'm tryna checkmate I've been shining since before I bought them diamonds and They talk that shit, they talk that shit, it's so astonishing Y'all better swallow that pride like a klonopin ‘Cause I can lay tracks with my eyes closed (Verse 3: Logic) Got a show in LA Sunday, then New York Monday Looking at the BET cypher like I'll be there one day It's the Roc reincarnated, we call it Visionary Fuck the world 'til I'm on top, we call that missionary The game's on pause, it need to load again These rappers is re-runs and we need a new episode again Yeah, well motherfucker this the pilot So fly I recorded this on the PJ next to the pilot on a CB Now you see me on the TV Said this would happen back in the day but you ain't believe me So um, I'mma keep rising to the top Never stop and finger fuck the world 'til the day my album drop Aus Songtexte Mania