ฟังเพลงDead Presidents lll (Explicit)

Dead Presidents III not to be confused with Growing Pains III

Logic this Logic that

Logic sick Logic wack

Logic just don't give a f**k

RattPack

So many people think that rap is they calling stop it just cease

Got it capiche

This is my house you f**kers just lease

Waitin' on a record deal that's never coming like a priest

Black and white like a nun

These up-and-comers our sun like the break of dawn

So follow your father like an apostle

Paint pictures like a Picasso while b***hes uncover my fossil

Never knowing what's gon' follow

However we never wallow in our sorrow

Just pray for tomorrow

At times my heart could be hollow

Emotions forced to be swallowed

While neighborhood cats blast off gats like the Apollo

This is just a simple reminder as my lyrics force you to ponder

Life's a b***h and I heard she'll f**k you

So I'm trying to find her

One moment she'll love you then swallow

You whole like an anaconda

The b***h is kinky kind of so with the lift of a pinky

I'ma dominate the world like my name is Brain

Spit flame like propane

B***hes I overcame you know the name

Ink in my veins in flames and spew on the page

To numb the pain like Novocaine motherf**ker

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for dead f**king presidents to represent me

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for dead f**king presidents to represent me

Allow me to kill it off the brake like no traffic

Murderin' every demographic

Paint a picture using only blood to make sure that it's graphic

Rip the mic to set the example

While all these muh-f**kers testin my patience like blood samples

Constant thoughts of suicide we live in an era that's do or die

Society expects us to fail I'm talking about you and I

But we persevere force feed enemies truth serum

We want nothing but peace and if not we leave em deceased

In your central nervous system like h****n reppin' Maryland to the fullest

Bustin like bullets that travel through chambers ignited by triggers don't pull it

I get from point A to point B by keeping it G

Ain't no killer but don't push me

If you grab the heat you a p***y

Knuckle up and tell me how you feel forget the steel

I have not a single enemy

Only evil entities that have some how befriended me in they mind

'Cause I am just a mortal man of peace that can rhyme

And when it comes to dames I catch planes

They catch feelings

Haters keep my name in they mouth like fillings

High as the ceiling

Y'all really don't know who your dealing with now

Visions of livin' until my flesh is perished and my spirit is risen

Thankful for every breath I'm givin'

F**k social division

On the road to success and there ain't no time for collision

People ask how you get your flow so amazing

To which I reply I have yet to scratch the surface like abrasions

Haters takin' shots but they never graze him

Now if pro is the opposite of con

What's the opposite of progress

I love my country but that s**t a mess

Grew up on section 8 I can attest

And now they wonder why I claim that I'm the f**king best

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for dead f**king presidents to represent me

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for presidents to represent me

Get money

I'm out for dead f**king presidents to represent me

Now if I don't believe it y'all won't perceive it

Now run it back and retrieve it

Till you receive it in your motherf**kin' mind

Only 22 but I feel like I'm 99

Back in 1999 that's when I began to rhyme

Surrounded by narcotics and crime but you know I shine

Daddy was smoking crack I was raised by a single mom

Fasting every night I ain't talking bout no Ramadan

I was poor as f**k me and my mama we didn't have a dime

At 16 the school system dismissed him and wished him well

But my mama never fought it how the f**k could I prevail

So I focused on this music and used it to create a life of my own

I left home at 17

Shortly after my mama got stabbed by f**king around in the streets

But she still breathin' which gives me a reason to believe in a higher power instead of grieving

So many rappers biting me you would think they was teething

And now you know this is just a sugar coated version within a fraction of a percentage that was taken from just a piece of my story