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アーティスト:Logic  アルバム:Young Sinatra 

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(Hey) The mental state of a lyricist in his prime Spit divine, thought from the mind Poetic rhetoric that rhyme We punch lines that leave you conflicted, and hit rewind Every time I spit an ill line the worlds mine Fuck a Matana Quit it the second Im out the vagina Won't even call her mañana, Sike Lyrical Unibomber Ima allergic to drama Mentality of a felon Rebelling elevate While you repellin' Only hate because I'm sellin' Who you tellin'? See I was on that raw shit While you was on that naw shit The people \"they gonna toss it\" When that all they endorse it I just waited for my time to shine, I never forced it Strategically planned it like Peyton Mannin' way before shit was even real I remember nights as a child with my momma, hungry But my hunger for this music is on another level This shit will truly have you contemplatin' deals with the devil But homie I'm a king not a pawn I never settle Cause the strength within my mind Is so fine I can bend metal I remember nights as a child with my momma, hungry But my hunger for this music is on another level This shit will truly have you contemplatin' deals with the devil But homie I'm a king not a pawn I never settle Cause the strength within my mind Is so fine I can bend metal Yeah, In high school I wasn't worried about them A's and B's I was trying to make the flow unkillable to obtain these Gs Murder syllables, yes I aim to please, so much ice they call me Mr. Freeze, Sike All up under your girls skirt as if I was the breeze Flow celsius I surpass degrees


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