Juice by Logic
Hmmm, yeah! (Sinatra)
Aight, yeah, yeah, homie I'm comin'
I'm coming and I'm never gonna give up
My mentality is making rappers feel like
They can never even live up to Logic
You bust I dodge it
Think you seein' me, nah, you just miragin'
I'm gunnin, I'm gunnin like a semi-automatic
That's really equipped with lyricism, I'll let 'em have
it
I blast it, any style that you comin' at me with
I master it, I slam mothafuckas that I'm out on you
bastards
(Syke, I'm just playin' with y'all)
Yeah, you know I had to keep it going
Kid rhymes that blow minds and see foreign
Real recognize real and you lookin' foreign
I was spittin' flows before I was even born in the womb
And I'm a keep it up until the tomb
And as for the fame, yeah I know it's coming soon
Cause I'm goin' in raw, finna bust up in your room
I hit a beat and it's ergence to emerge in the game
Pukin the dukin's I'm too sick to spit that Yoga flame
The way I figure this is rap second renassaince
Spittin' dirty sentences, so I'll they affecting
medicine
Ha, I'm havin' sentence spittin' fire like a demon
As the internet I let my flow to get to streamin', I'm
beamin'
Flawlessly listen in that women in yo head while you
dreamin'
Leo Dicaprio flow all up in that bitch schemin'
Tryna' get you to buy that album, tryna get you feenin'
See my vision as I commentate it
You wanna see naked rerun of the bait but the hater ate
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