[Intro]
Damn, I hate writing a rap
And then memorizing the whole shit and then
Just taking a shower, and then you forget
Uh, ayo
[Verse 1]
Break fast like a gat blast, it's half passed
Time to get rid of the trash, don't do it for the cash
I'm writing beats while I'm whippin' the BM
Shit that make you throw up your hands like 12 PM
Youngins on the come up, yeah, I see 'em, I'm the old head now
Uncle at the barbeque like "Go 'head now!"
But we ain't stuck in the past
We living in the moment tryna make it last like a photograph
All the way from Maryland to Malibu, this rap shit will humble you
Thеn balance you, challenge you, ayy, chеck it, ayy
I used to think it was bad bitties and big chains
Looking up to Yeezy realizing that was his thing (Yeezy, nigga?)
But then again, I was never one for the big brain
Dilla-dolla bill, presidential on my wrist, mane
Yoga flip flame, fuck what everybody doing
Right here, I'm with this thing, you got cars, homie?
You got bars, homie?
This is out of this world, this is Mars only, yo, ayo
Not too many can do what I do, I'm the rap bastard
My style been perfected and mastered
Get mad or get pestered, with Doc. D getting plastered
Lyrically, I'm Skywalker if he ever went to the dark side
I got gas like Far Cry, R.I.P
It's the M-A-D to the G-I-C
Logic and Madlib is MadGic, your catalogue tragic
Fuck a underground, fuck a pop sound
Made this whole album in a lockdown, hip hop is our town
Hairline like Doc Brown but I'm killin' it
Madvillainous, fuck a review
We make it for the people who feeling this
Fifteen years, yeah, we still in this, yo, ayo
Broke in the pop game and they say I sold out, okay, no doubt
Goal for the window of any business a sold-out sign
For making it independently, I'm the outline
You could never out-rhyme, outshine
'Bout time that I got the recognition
They love you when you ain't got no pot to piss in
Shut the fuck up and listen
Yeah I was here and then they ditch him
I retire, then they miss him
I come back, and then they bitchin' like "Ah!"
Damn, I hate writing a rap
And then memorizing the whole shit and then
Just taking a shower, and then you forget
Uh, ayo
[Verse 1]
Break fast like a gat blast, it's half passed
Time to get rid of the trash, don't do it for the cash
I'm writing beats while I'm whippin' the BM
Shit that make you throw up your hands like 12 PM
Youngins on the come up, yeah, I see 'em, I'm the old head now
Uncle at the barbeque like "Go 'head now!"
But we ain't stuck in the past
We living in the moment tryna make it last like a photograph
All the way from Maryland to Malibu, this rap shit will humble you
Thеn balance you, challenge you, ayy, chеck it, ayy
I used to think it was bad bitties and big chains
Looking up to Yeezy realizing that was his thing (Yeezy, nigga?)
But then again, I was never one for the big brain
Dilla-dolla bill, presidential on my wrist, mane
Yoga flip flame, fuck what everybody doing
Right here, I'm with this thing, you got cars, homie?
You got bars, homie?
This is out of this world, this is Mars only, yo, ayo
Not too many can do what I do, I'm the rap bastard
My style been perfected and mastered
Get mad or get pestered, with Doc. D getting plastered
Lyrically, I'm Skywalker if he ever went to the dark side
I got gas like Far Cry, R.I.P
It's the M-A-D to the G-I-C
Logic and Madlib is MadGic, your catalogue tragic
Fuck a underground, fuck a pop sound
Made this whole album in a lockdown, hip hop is our town
Hairline like Doc Brown but I'm killin' it
Madvillainous, fuck a review
We make it for the people who feeling this
Fifteen years, yeah, we still in this, yo, ayo
Broke in the pop game and they say I sold out, okay, no doubt
Goal for the window of any business a sold-out sign
For making it independently, I'm the outline
You could never out-rhyme, outshine
'Bout time that I got the recognition
They love you when you ain't got no pot to piss in
Shut the fuck up and listen
Yeah I was here and then they ditch him
I retire, then they miss him
I come back, and then they bitchin' like "Ah!"
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