� � You get, yeah � � Vinyl days � � DJ Premier � � That's my homie, that's my idol � � On the road to success, but y'all idle � � Six on the beat, rap pack, mother***er, let's go � � Here we go, let's get it on � � All I need is one mic, one pen, one pace to ignite � � Subject matter heavy, but the flow is MC light � � You mad as ***, all you see is red like a conservative � � All the critics do is talk, I'm really not conservative � � Hell is hot and we can make your residency permanent � � Several shots, they tighten up your body with a tourniquet � � Let him rock, it's obvious that he don't know who Turnit is � � Keep my circle tight-knit, cause people move deceitful � � Money and grieval, exposure to the root of evil � � Already proved myself, not worried about who's my equal � � Far from an anti-vaxxer, but I move the needle � � *** got me wondering if what I do is legal � � *** it, I'm going 100 in this Buick Regal � � *** it, I'm going 100 playing Beanie Sigel � � You still run that old game like an EOG-O � � You looking for me? I'ma be in Rio � � Sunbathing off the coast, sipping Pinot Grigio � � I did country so much, they like easy gringos � � Straight off the 2-track, don't need a single � � Traveled abroad for my catalog � � Made all this money recording raps on my Macintosh � � Call it applesauce, even with the cameras off � � I be spazzing, dawg, drum machine and a log � � The North Face camouflaged � � That low-fi, dusty Panasonic with the tracking off � � Marijuana smokes fill the air like LA traffic, smog � � Come on, homie, listen to the voice of reason � � Yeah, you talk a lot of ***, but don't want the beef like a vegan � � Was passing through like the Arx channel � � And then I fell asleep on you, ***, we call you the Golf Channel � � I'm barbecue grilling these rappers in croc-sandals � � Got money to cop Lambos, but I'd rather chop samples � � Many lines, many rhymes, *** gutted like Pennywise � � Shoutout Big Brother, got many eyes � � I'm like Malcolm, peeking through the mini-blinds � � ***ing with logic, that's the reason that you stop breathing � � Cardiac arrest, caught you at your chest � � Should've wore a vest, now you all a mess � � You no kind of threat, you should've wore a dress � � Polo high-tech with a navy crest � � Cut from the cloth, you couldn't thread with a needle � � Bought this *** at Fred Siegel, got your bitch Fred Eagle � � The revolution won't be televised, they telling lies � � They wanna strip your soul and wing and lead you to a well that's dry � � That's why we in the kitchen cooking all you smutter vibes � � Then stick to your ribs, ***, no frozen fries � � Go against the gang, get pulverized � � I'm at the crib, watch, watching Cobra Kai � � Thinking to myself, God damn, how old am I? � � Rose through depression like a rose, I was destined � � Your bro reaches goals like he rose with the left hand � � When life takes a toll, I suppose it's a lesson � � Question, how you woke but you slept in? � � Treading on your rappers like miters for over 10 years � � Without changing tires, ***, I should probably check the mileage � � Back on my hustle, got packs in the double � � Push rhymes like, wait, yeah, you know I'm taxing you double � � I'm in the pocket like a running back, run it back � � I bought your new ***, hey, run me my money back � � Fly by night, it's that fly like Mike � � ESPN, better get those highlights right � � Perform better when the lights shine bright � � You looking like food it might get fried like rice � � The one that Chef Apron and I turn into Gordon Ramsay � � I seen cats that ain't hold soul for a Camry � � I see your favorite artists do the most just for Grammys � � I seen a grown man lying just to get the panties � � I'm cooking like grannies, the recipe is sick and we got extras in the pantry � � I'm going Super Saiyan just to represent the family � � I think that's why the haters can't stand me � � I'm not the socialite type but my vocals quite right � � I'm still spitting raps like it's open mic night � � I'm still getting paid for the hoes you might like � � I'm still getting paid off the flows you probably bite � � It's like see the bigger picture � � So we can profit all around � � This is for my real hiphop fans � � I want that real back when you would feel tracks � � I want that real back when you would feel tracks � � I want that real back when you would feel tracks � � I want that real back when you would feel tracks � � This is Logic � � This is Logic � � This is Lo-o-o-o-o-ogic �