Lucy Rose
1-800-SELLOUT (Logic Diss)
[Intro]
"Yo... what up it's Jimmy The Human. You can catch me on AIM, meetchristiansingles.net... yeah"
[Verse 1}
Logic, this is how it sound when you put an effort into a bar
We up north, you just a little under par
Me, Joyner, n' Token are comin' out New England bullyin'
You're gettin' overhauled by underdogs
What you did to Joyner? Man, you know it's wrong
I would buy the shit til my account was overdrawn
But RAP's real. YOU stole an entire song
Ya girl's finna get the pillow, what you bitin' on?
Prolly another less famous guy tryna talk
Prolly a talented independent that tried to walk!
6ix;
Please tell me why you takin' time
Makin beats for a cat that rap like he hate to rhyme
To finish the song, you sampled the Chainsmokers
Ain't blood, but I know that shit ain't gang related
Amazingly ya famous, but ya music ain't amazin', its amusin' how ya sound is shit n' every day it changes
[Chorus]
This is our time
(no it isn't)
Still I'm lookin back
Let me rewind
(prolly wish you could, uh)
This is our ride
Don't let my lose my faith, let me rewind
[Verse 2]
*yawns*
A lion up against an eagle and the lion won
But when the human come around better try to run
Gunnin' you until the runnin' blood is comin' from ya waist
And everybody know that it's your time of month
Fire come from inside, imma put you out
Pissin' on ya flame, I don't have to kick it down
Maybe you meant to put Joyner's name in the song too but
"awww it accidentally got filtered out"
I get it - the torch prolly hard to hand off
But understand that you're becomin' Marty Randolph
You hid behind suicide, it was an excuse
After this, you might need the phone number given to you
I save lives, already saved two
But now the real suicidal people hate you
You cannot repay the game, lost all ya credit in the street
You're as hard as a fucking grapefruit
Look, some of us ACTUALLY struggle
I know you're famous now, dog, but you have to be humble
Ya pickin' poison
Recyclin lines I been destroyin'
Oh my goodness you and your manager got your ass in trouble like
This is comin from a former number one fan!
Been to three shows, waited all day for front row
Lesson learned, though, careful who you trust, man
When I heard you were a thief, it was just... "damn"
Turned every side-chick to a Bobby Soxer
But you even stole that; it's Frank Sinatra!
N' I gave more cheese than the other rats
'til I realized I'm a human in a Ratt Pack
Hearin' gang related, I thought you could be the greatest
But now you been taken over by managers and agents
Amazingly you're famous but your music ain't amazing
It's amusin' how ya sound is shit, every day it changes
[Chorus]
This is our time
Still I'm looking back, let me rewind
This is our ride
Don't let me lose my faith, let me rewind
[Outro]
This is how it sounds
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This is how it sounds
This is how it sounds
This is how it sounds
This is how it sounds
This is how it sounds
This is how it sounds