[Verse 1]
I say, “hey now, brother,” sike, nah
L-O-G-I-C, all up in this vicinity, you know it's me
This is how we do it all day
Goddamn, can you feel it
All up in the spirit
I can get it, I can do it
L.A, hell yeah, let me get it for the bay
For the M to the D, to the N.Y.C
This is how we do it, 'bout to kick this free off the top
This is how we do it all the time
I just kicked Nikki in the fucking face
Goddamn, can you feel it when I'm all up in the place
Gotta do it right now, gotta do it right now
When I spit it, no, you know I'm never lost
Hold up, tell me big, how much is a pie cost?
Let me get it, let me spit it, let me bring it back like this
We having a good time, design this rhyme
I spit, random thought off the top, of my mind
Goddamn, can you feel it, yes, I got it, feeling hella good
Ain't got no driver's license, but you know I'm driven
The second I spit it, everything that's what I'm giving
Yeah, I get it off the top, T-O-P, I gotta say it
I spray it, never delay it the second I mayday it
Goddamn, I’ma get it on, gotta get it on
Gotta spit it, I get it, I rip it, can you feel it now
Like I'm Jamaican, I'm spittin’ off the top, brudda!
Goddamn, let me get it, word to your mother
I'm having fun, gotta do it
Never, never pack the gun
‘Cause I spit it off the top like a ton
Goddamn, yeah, I gotta do it one time
Def Jam, V's up, this is how we do, it ease up
Please up, can you feel it all up in my spirit
It doesn't even matter, random thought
These, these, this decision I get it, second incision
And spit it and this is how we do it, yeah, I gotta get it
Never regret it the second I said it, it's so fucking pathetic
Your etiquette murder your predicate
Bring it back again
Half-white, half-black again
This is all they want to talk about, and yeah, I'm mac'ing in
I got Krystal Bee to the right, Louie G to the left
Everything is out of sight and I'm going off
Under Pressure, October 21, already came out
Gotta spit this free verse
Strictly off the top, I never drop, never stop
Oh, goddamn, go to Best Buy and fucking cop, get the physical
This is how we do it so medicinal
No, I'm never smoking, but your girl is chocking on this — whoo!
Sorry 'bout that, let me bring it back
Can you feel it, goddamn, goddamn
I could go on for days and days, never delays and laze
This is how we do, spit it, think I need some sun rays
I've been in the house too long, just spitting this
Let me change up the beat, yeah, I'm ripping this, I got it
You know you got it on the one's and the two's
My man's in there, doing what it do's
I'm from Maryland, in your system like heroin
This is how we do it, can you feel it when I'm staring in
I'm just going and going, I'm flowing and flowing, why?
I'm ripping and living and striving to kill it
To rip, I gotta get it right now when I do it
When I got it, when we crewin’, uh
You want me to stop, should I stop, should I keep going?
Should I keep flowing?
Never knowing the direction in which I'm going
I spit it, I got it, I gotta get it, goddamn
I say, “hey now, brother,” sike, nah
L-O-G-I-C, all up in this vicinity, you know it's me
This is how we do it all day
Goddamn, can you feel it
All up in the spirit
I can get it, I can do it
L.A, hell yeah, let me get it for the bay
For the M to the D, to the N.Y.C
This is how we do it, 'bout to kick this free off the top
This is how we do it all the time
I just kicked Nikki in the fucking face
Goddamn, can you feel it when I'm all up in the place
Gotta do it right now, gotta do it right now
When I spit it, no, you know I'm never lost
Hold up, tell me big, how much is a pie cost?
Let me get it, let me spit it, let me bring it back like this
We having a good time, design this rhyme
I spit, random thought off the top, of my mind
Goddamn, can you feel it, yes, I got it, feeling hella good
Ain't got no driver's license, but you know I'm driven
The second I spit it, everything that's what I'm giving
Yeah, I get it off the top, T-O-P, I gotta say it
I spray it, never delay it the second I mayday it
Goddamn, I’ma get it on, gotta get it on
Gotta spit it, I get it, I rip it, can you feel it now
Like I'm Jamaican, I'm spittin’ off the top, brudda!
Goddamn, let me get it, word to your mother
I'm having fun, gotta do it
Never, never pack the gun
‘Cause I spit it off the top like a ton
Goddamn, yeah, I gotta do it one time
Def Jam, V's up, this is how we do, it ease up
Please up, can you feel it all up in my spirit
It doesn't even matter, random thought
These, these, this decision I get it, second incision
And spit it and this is how we do it, yeah, I gotta get it
Never regret it the second I said it, it's so fucking pathetic
Your etiquette murder your predicate
Bring it back again
Half-white, half-black again
This is all they want to talk about, and yeah, I'm mac'ing in
I got Krystal Bee to the right, Louie G to the left
Everything is out of sight and I'm going off
Under Pressure, October 21, already came out
Gotta spit this free verse
Strictly off the top, I never drop, never stop
Oh, goddamn, go to Best Buy and fucking cop, get the physical
This is how we do it so medicinal
No, I'm never smoking, but your girl is chocking on this — whoo!
Sorry 'bout that, let me bring it back
Can you feel it, goddamn, goddamn
I could go on for days and days, never delays and laze
This is how we do, spit it, think I need some sun rays
I've been in the house too long, just spitting this
Let me change up the beat, yeah, I'm ripping this, I got it
You know you got it on the one's and the two's
My man's in there, doing what it do's
I'm from Maryland, in your system like heroin
This is how we do it, can you feel it when I'm staring in
I'm just going and going, I'm flowing and flowing, why?
I'm ripping and living and striving to kill it
To rip, I gotta get it right now when I do it
When I got it, when we crewin’, uh
You want me to stop, should I stop, should I keep going?
Should I keep flowing?
Never knowing the direction in which I'm going
I spit it, I got it, I gotta get it, goddamn
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