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Logic – YSIV Freestyle Lyrics

‘Cause my soul too strong
Did this all on my own ’cause waiting took too long
The flow sophisticated
All these youngins do is whine like they inebriated
I’m hated, but yeah, that’s how you know I made it
I’m one of the illest, I’m one of the realest
I’m ready to kill this ’til people they feel this
Me and my team made millions but you know we still us
Yeah, they wanna kill us but they all feel us
RattPack real all the time, we never phony
I’m single-handedly running the game like a Sony
While the rest of these rappers is acting
Pass ’em the Tony, pass ’em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, Logic’s the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob Marley
These racist motherfuckers hate that last line
Probably haters on the internet ain’t got nothing to bargain
Said I’d never make it, bitch, I just sold out the Garden
Sinatra
[Outro]
Young Sinatra IV, the album
September 28th
Bringing that boom bap back for the RattPack Pass the Philly
Get silly, that’s on the really
We snappin’ like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, I’m talking Achilles
Try to play me like I ain’t me but I provided all the deets
Who you know worth $50 million still rapping on breakbeats? From Nasty Nas, Big L, Tribe, the Roots, and many more
Of course, we could never forget Biggie and Young Shakur
Fuck the police
No, we ain’t fucking with our pastor
I’m the bastard that mastered the flow, said it once before for sure
While 6ix produce hits from the soul, you already know
Visualising and realising my life is fucking crazy
Poppin’ like Jay-Z
Dirty dancing on the game like Swayze
I’m one of the illest, and bitch, I’ve been ready to kill this, it’s so amazing
Bitch, I’ve been blazing, I’m talking grass, I ain’t talking grazing
Latest shit the tape while I sip scotch
Let the haters kick rocks
My flow is tip-top; I never flip flop, why? [Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
They say they want the old Logic
The one that flow like a faucet
I’m still the same me
They just don’t believe it like they agnostic
If I spit over the boom bap they perceive it as nostalgic
But the truth is my subject matter is still the same
Production selection is still flame
But they love you on the come-up ’cause you ain’t tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That’s the type of bullshit that they frequent
From 19 to 2019, been murdering this shit for a decade
From the boom bap to the trap, let my style cascade
Listen, listen, yeah
What’s the dealy?

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Август 30

Yung Bans – No Names Lyrics

[Intro]
[?]
Danny, I see you
[Chorus: Yung Bans & Killy]
Ayy, kickin’ back it’ been a long day
I ain’t beefin’ with no, no names
I been stayin’ in my own lane
Saw the strips up like a crochet
Yeah
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
These niggas hate like fluid
Big Glock, this not a toy
[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
I can’t change for the fame
Look at my wrist, look at my chain
Get off my dick, groupy bitches, I came in the game
Fucking with this young hoe, she look like she tryna have a claim
Suck my dick so good, I swear I never made a sin
Fuck your lil hoe, so easy peasy
Lemon squeezy
Fuck in that Rolls, with that greasy, greasy
Hit a nigga up, no meet and greet
All my young niggas need Jesus
These Off-White, ain’t no Yeezy
Fuck a nigga momma I pushed it in
Off too many drugs I’m over lean
Off too many drugs I’m over lean
Yeah, over lean
Off too many drugs I’m over lean, over lean
Off too many drugs I’m over lean, over lean
[Chorus: Yung Bans & Killy]
Ayy, kickin’ back it’ been a long day
I ain’t beefin’ with no, no names
I been stayin’ in my own lane
Saw the strips up like a crochet
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
Bitch, I’m the shit and I know it
[Verse 2: KILLY]
I can’t beef with a no name
I can’t speak, I’m tellin’ no names
My bitch freaky like Cirque du Soleil
My whip geekin’, I might crash it today
I don’t give a shit, I’m the shit (lit)
Hide behind the tint
On the hit, brick, with the [?]
Been the longest of days
Tires screeching, I skrrt off in my own lane
[Chorus: Yung Bans]
Ayy, kickin’ back it’ been a long day
I ain’t beefin’ with no, no names
I been stayin’ in my own lane
Saw the strips up like a crochet

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Август 30

Sam Cooke – You Were Made for Me Lyrics

[Intro]
(Made for me)
(You were made for me)
[Verse 1]
A fish was made to swim in the ocean
A boat was made to sail on the sea
As sure as there are stars above
I know, I know you were made for me
You were made for me
[Verse 2]
A grape was made to grow on a vine
An apple was made to grow on a tree
As sure as there are stars above
I know, I know you were made for me, mmhmm
[Chorus]
We’ll have our quarrels and you’ll upset me
But what can I do? (Baby, what I can do?)
Mmm, you’ve been mine ever since I met you
And I’ll never, never, never, never
Never leave you
[Verse 3]
As sure as there’s a heaven up above me
From you I know I’ll never be free, no, no
As sure as there are stars above
I know, I know you were made for me, mmhmm Mmm
You’ve been mine ever since I met you
And I’ll never leave you
No, I’ll never leave you
[Verse 3]
As sure as there’s a heaven up above me
From you I know I’ll never be free
As sure as there are stars above
I know, I know you were made for me
[Verse 1]
(A fish was made to swim in the ocean)
A fish was made to swim in the ocean
(A boat was made to sail on the sea)
A boat was made to sail on the sea
As sure as there are stars above
I know, I know you were made for me
(You were made for me)
You were made for me
[Verse 2]
(A grape was made to grow on a vine)
A grape was made to grow on a vine
(An apple was made to grow on a tree)
An apple, an apple was made to grow on a tree
As sure as there are stars above
I know, I know you were made for me
[Chorus]
We’ll have our quarrels, and you’ll upset me
But what can I do?

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Август 30

Tee Grizzley – No Rap Cap Lyrics

I was just eatin’ them noodles, now I’m eatin’ that caviar
Ridin’ ’round in the fastest cars, Instagram hoes, I smash ’em all
These niggas broke, we laugh at y’all(haha)
Now you havin’ no cash at all(broke)
Niggas just be actin’ hard, I’mma wind up smackin’ y’all(bitch)
[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
Which one of your niggas hoes(your niggas hoes)
I’mma go at(I’mma go at), ha your mans got dropped
Where his hoe ass?(yeah)
Right f**k these niggas, they ain’t get no pass
And f**k these bitches, they broke ass
You can’t make it out Detroit ‘less you play basketball
If the ops listenin’ just know we keepin’ tabs on y’all, huh
We call y’all black ice ’cause we always slidin’ on y’all
Nigga this chop run outta bullets, I’mma put the .45 on y’all
[Verse 4: PnB Rock]
You must wanna die, f**kin’ with me and my gang
Niggas gon’ slide if you’re missin’ my name(gang)
Don’t come outside(come outside), ‘less you want feel that flame
Lil’ nigga better stay in your lane ‘fore [?] get changed
Won’t make it out Philly unless you a rapper dawg, unless you a trapper dawg, still might leave in a casket dawg
And that’s the saddest part
Niggas ridin’ ’round with dracos, [?]in’ from the ops and the [?]
I can’t even trust my main ho, damn
[Outro: Tee Grizzley & PnB Rock]
You can’t make it out Detroit ‘less you play basketball
If thee ops listenin’ just know we keepin’ tabs on y’all, huh
Won’t make it out Philly unless you a rapper dawg, unless you a trapper dawg, still might leave in a casket dawg
And that’s the saddest part [Intro: Tee Grizzly]
If there ain’t no bag involved, If there ain’t no bag involved
PnB to the D, Grizzly gang, ride with us
DJ on the beat with some bangers! [Verse 1: Tee Grizzly]
I’m not gon’ talk to you for long if there ain’t no bag involved
I don’t indulge with the [?], go get the man in charge
You don’t want this Glock to line you up, it’ll push you back too far
My shooter’s Queen Latifah, they’ll set it of(brrrrrahh)
Hundred point and my car is large, we so ahead of y’all(can’t touch)
We got more bread than y’all(broke bitch)
Your bitch, we share her dawg(ho bitch)
These bitches scared of y’all(they scared of you niggas man)
They know you gon’ tell it all(gospel ass niggas shut the f**k up)
No cap(No cap), No rap(no rap)
I can stand on a bentley(stand on a skrrt)
I own dat(I own dat)
You f**kin’ with snitches(f**kin’ with rats)
Cold rats(cold rats)
Y’all niggas want smoke(nigga want smoke)
Blow dat(blow dat)
[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
I ain’t takin’ no pictures, free Kodak(free dat nigga)
Ridin’ ’round wit a stick(brrr)
You know dat(you know dat shit)
Nigga got my name in his mouth(huh), you toe tag(brrr)
F**k around might run in you house, where your ho at?

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