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if kanye wasnt an azz .. it wouldve been nice for him to jump on verse 2

4 years.. time really is a disease

[LYRICS PART 1] Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't 'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I'm from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon Catch me rollin' with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic) Yeah Hip Hop I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him, uh See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number one, I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gonna remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love And the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove 'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100 I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? (Will I die?) Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone [LYRICS PART 2] Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal On this Under Pressure sequel We not taking it back, we keepin' it pushing People scared of change But you'll find me deep in the cushion Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing Listening to beats, in the Bimmer cruisin' I think I got another hit, I could feel my body bruisin' What's the conclusion of rappin'? My hypothesis, I'm darker than Gotham is Like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees You better believe I know how to turn a profit with ease Die a critical lifestyle, I'm always overseas Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees What's the topic? I drop it Fuck around then leave them all concussed When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one Your new shit ain't good as your old shit 'Til your new shit is your old shit, son And then some, gotta get some I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son As an heirloom, not for looking as dope as I rhyme As a representation to give your family your time If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground That's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance And I know that my debutantes Been keeping the legacy going By flowing so involuntarily seamless Me and my team is finally reaping What we been sowing like a seamstress I said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung Was livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undone And now they wonder how I got over son (do you want more?) Hell yeah, now check the method I been livin' outside of pages for ages Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night Inhale, exhale, people hate Oh well, 2012 Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL 2013, on the cover XXL Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail 'Cause I prevail But that's a story for another time Story for another rhyme And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially And if we're being modest then potentially And if we're being humble then Oh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot Ayy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys Suck my dick Straight on the basement mic Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun Back in the basement type shit Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station Was home to the very last of the human population The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai And he's the man that discovered the Ultra85 Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia Made of ones and zeros, she was a program You could ask her any question even about the fall of man Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space That nobody before them had ever found in they database I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race The planet Paradise, Khai said that time is my God It be very nice, traveling through outer space We done had some scary nights We done had some scary fights All about that rap shit, how I like that trap shit Thomas flood every bap shit I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured? Don't think that way my son Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun And if by chance we do come across an alien I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun Set to kill, never stun What, what, we get it done Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man And no matter what happens you know that we gon' stick to the plan Understood? Understand, all good? Let's get it then Once they touched down nobody could hear a sound 'Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground What they found, a planet full of life A planet full of shit they never seen Straight up out a movie scene On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean? Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted If it wasn't for the music in they ears, they would have lost it The seventh album by a musician they both revered First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world premiere Thomas thinkin' 'bout the picture of his girl That he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser Wishin' he could undress her Give it up like no lesser Khai thinkin' nuts like a professor Wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher Now is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor? All the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher Two men here to save the world, no pressure

My daughter and I have been searching for this version FOR AGES!! THANK YOU!!!

[LYRICS] [Chorus: Kanye West] I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now [Verse 1] See, I was born into a world of food stamps and welfare No dollar for the ice cream man and nappy hair Raised by a single mom, but in the back of my mind I thought I gotta have my pops, no cereal Never had a lot, but now I got plenty material No longer do I wish for money 'Cause being broke made me stronger, harder, faster, better So now I alphabetically murder every letter, uh Feel the conviction in my words like a jail sentence Murder in the first, do a verse, won't be no repentance Mama, I'm sorry that I left at seventeen But I had to chase my dream and get this mafuckin' cream Only people that I got is the people that's on my team 'Cause when I roll up on the scene I see everyone start to scheme Talk about they connections, talk about who they know Then they beggin' me for a feature, but I'm like "Hold up, yo If you know who you know why the fuck you ain't blow?" Matter fact, you ain't fuck with me this time last year though I was kicking rhymes, but you ain't paid no mind at the soul And now you on my dick riding like the baddest of hoes You think it's easy but it's not, see the talent that I got? Determination keep it fresh, if I don't shine then it's gon' rot 'Cause it don't happen overnight, one hit wonders don't keep the spot And I plan to hold the torch until I pass it and get shot, what [Chorus: Kanye West] I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now [Verse 2] See, this is dedication, running up on radio stations They would decline and in my mind, they was just hatin', hehe Testing my patience they got me pissed like probation But I had the mind to keep goin' and the heart to keep racing And as the world crumbled beneath my feet like a Haitian I was inspired by them to persevere through dedication Failure I'm never facin', my lyrics is education So if you got the tape crank that shit like Jason Statham Yeah, this is my story word by word as I'm emergin' Just relax and let me open your mind like brain surgeon, uh Uhh, fresh in the game they should sign me to Virgin But me and solo know that I would only get to splurgin' I see the road to success and now it's time to merge in Don't forget us when you gone what my homies urging Don't forget us when you gone, uhh I gotcha You see these Seinfeld rappers talking a whole lot of nothing So allow me to curb your enthusiasm or something This is kinda like M.J before his prime when he dunking 'Cause I ain't 23 yet, but when I'm there it'll be something, ha [Chorus: Kanye West] I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now [Verse 3] Growin' up, there was baby mama drama Everyday and every way But not my kids I ain't got none to this day 'Cause a rubber ‘round my Jimmy when I consider foreplay Hey, ha, back in the day West Deer Park where we stay I was running around while mama was drinking everyday But it's okay, I wouldn't have it any other way 'Cause it developed me into the young man that you see today Through dedication, yeah, yeah Never follow traditions, you see, I had a different vision I would skip school and write compositions 'bout my home conditions You know the usual no money and family division In specific I remember this time in my kitchen With my sister's man back Before he went to prison and got into religion He showed me how to cook crack at 12 and I ain't kiddin' After release it then went bad now he no longer living And I'm pretty sure his last breath was "Lord forgive him" Now my nephew ain't got a father that'll keep him safe All I can hope is he a good boy for his mama's sake 'Cause she never did recover from his father's fate And if he grew into a man that made the same mistake Well to be honest, I don't know how much more she could take So to every baby mama that could truly relate It is you unto this song that I shall dedicate, yeah

Years later this shi still eat🔥🔥

Part 1 🤧

Lorna Shore for Non Heavy Listeners next please!!!

At 1:25 and 2:14 please let me know if the transitions are good. 👀

The album will be filled with screams ya know, if any of you hate metal with screams as singing. Then dont listen to the new album 🤷 we all been so waiting for an album such as this. Its finally happening :)

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I want more of the second part of two

Thank you do much

Who here thoooooo

Growing Pains ll Logic was scary man 🔥😮‍💨

growing pains iii and i some of the most underrated songs in history

Wow , thank you for this Been loving logic since I was a teen , now I’m 23 and I’m still jamming to his songs ❤️

Renewed

Logic is top 5 oat idc

Henry Clemente Alvarez Calvin Klein. 1:14

Still RELEVANT 2023

i wish i could be infinitely stuck in 6 month loop of the days when i found logics mixtapes.... such a blissful time and good memories made

Otra cosa csmmmmmmmmmm logic the boooooss

literally the best mix for all the songs, thank you so much

#RATTPACK

great job bro, keep going

Habra algun peruano que disfrute este groow bien chillaso? B)

These beats are just so smooth though

WOOOOO!!!🔥🔥🔥

abandoned rubbish..lol

I am going tru hard pain and this helps me a lot

I’m on the come up Anything that y'all do I'll one-up Y'all grind till like 3 in the morning I grind till the sun up Homie, that’s dedication This world is what I’m facing I only hope in the end that They all love and embrace him (I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs Helped me write this song, man) Mama, I’m sorry that I left at 17 (I apologize a trillion times) Everything ain’t what it seems when you Try to follow your dreams First you saw the bigger picture Now you see behind the scenes You thought everything was sweet Now you see that shit is mean Got a taste now you a fiend Been into it since a teen Yeah, he nice and all his friends Say he gon’ blow like Hiroshim' Eyes on the prize like the Baddest bitch you ever seen At home late night, chillin', envisioning Himself on the cover of Vibe magazine But everything ain’t what it seems Though it seem like he gon’ blow Will he make it? Maybe so To be honest, I don’t know He got lyrics, he got flow But it takes so much mo' so much love So much pain with such little time to grow Yeah, we love it when he smile But hate it when he frown I remember when that girl turned His world upside down But it made his music better Brought emotion made it clever Now he growing everyday But he hungry tryna eat Brain like an EKG the way That he study the beat Now we know that he gon’ make It and he won’t accept defeat Now I ain’t tryna be mean Now I ain’t tryna be mean But everything ain’t what it seem (I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs Helped me write this song, man) Momma, I’m sorry that I left at 17 (I apologize a trillion times) So many times have I designed a Rhyme to blow your mind 'Cause I know that I wasn’t destined To live a life of crime I remember Christmases with no presents I used to fear my future Now I dread my adolescence Living the life of Logic Really ain’t what it’s cut out to be 'Cause if I couldn’t rap y'all wouldn’t Give a fuck about me hip-hop is politics Filled with nothing but strife and stress 'Cause-time is money and it’s hard to invest Step on the stage, I get the honeys so wet Rockin' thousand dollar tuxes Sippin' on nothing but Moet Thinkin' I’m so set But really I ain’t done shit yet This game is war and in my Mind I’m like a Vietnam vet Now, I’m on the come up Anything that y'all do I’ll one-up Y'all grind till 3 in the morning I grind till the sun up Homie, that’s dedication This world is what I’m facing I only hope in the end that They all love and embrace him (I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs Helped me write this song, man) Momma, I’m sorry that I left at 17 (I apologize a trillion times) For the motherfuckers that hated: I made it Slowly elevated, escalated onto Another level, ha My flow is crack, the game is Whitney, yup Fame is Bobby on their first date: It ain’t hit me yet Now, visualizing driving down the horizon While you despising the fact that I’m rising So much hate within this world This shit is so traumatizing Steppin' to me and you Better be alphabetically ready aim steady Lyricism sharp as machete i got it already See I was born to sell records Y'all destined to sell tunes All up in your headphones Killing booths like cellphones (I got it) 'Cause everything ain’t what is seems It ain’t just him it takes a team At the ten headed to the zone in his mug mean Yeah, the quarterback shines But not without a sense of safety So truly he is me and Motherfucker you can’t face me Now I’ve had a lot of doubt But I had to throw that out 'Cause I find that they listen when I rhyme not when I shout And right now shit is rocky With me and my girl see music is my moon but This shawty is my world Think about you all the time Turn that shit into a rhyme 'Cause sometimes you can ignore me But the beat listens just fine Tell me do you even know If you truly want to grow Hate letters when I’m writing Love Jones all I know 'Cause everything ain’t what it seem (I'm tryna right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs Helped me write this song, man) Momma, I’m sorry that I left at 17 (I apologize a trillion times) Living a life you only dream about Flow angelic but now it’s time To bring the demon out can you feel me? I said it’s hard being a Saint inside a sinner’s body You know it's hard living as Logic after living as Bobby This is the life I depicted As a child I picked it feeling conflicted To music I am addicted Not one of y'all can predict it So many bars I’m feeling convicted Now writing like a felon I’m Selling homie who you telling While y'all do everything by the Book fuck that I’m rebelling Cause bitch I’m on another level A level you ain't seen A level that is truly only deemed for a king The second you listen it’s my Mission to murder any rendition Busting with precision If you in my vision I’m never missing, ah! Logic administer sinister verses like a Minister for the listener Can you motherfuckers feel me?

This is from the radio lol it's where I heard it from so it's cool that it's still here on the Internet

got DAAAAAAAMN that freestyle at the end of part 2 tho!

GP1 Is incredbly dope. Love the other ones too, but 1 be my favorite

Fire my boy so underrated💯⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡

1k views! 🥳 Can't believe it's been almost 4 years.

1. Gp1 2. Gp2 3. Gp3 4. Gp4 Chronological order.

Should've kept this as a trilogy, but Logic does what Logic wants 🫡

Lit...💥

Soul Food 1 is mile ahead of Soul Food 2😅 many reused lyrics and rhymes in part two!

Mary J. Blige fans will def know about this beat ❤

Why isnt Growing pains 1 and 2 on spotify?

8:38

every part is🔥 , in my opinion the growing pains series is better than the young sinatra series

This is awesome 🤟🏻

Gp3 is the best one, the ending hits different. He raps about feeling being unhappy both in and outside of his house. People who can relate know that thats the worst feeling there is

Logic 🙌🙌

Subbed :)

Probably the closest thing to the real deal