Singer: Logic
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Song: Homicide
Logic - Homicide Lyrics (LRC) (04:05-245-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:03.20]Son, you know why you the greatest alive?
[00:07.10]Why, Dad?
[00:08.50]Because you came out of my balls, nigga
[00:13.60]Fuck rap
[00:14.20]Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic
[00:15.70]Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
[00:17.70]Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
[00:19.90]Leave a suicide note, fuck that
[00:21.00]Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
[00:22.40]I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
[00:24.30]I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika- chika, Slim Shady with rabies
[00:26.60]I'm foamin' at the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out
[00:28.20]Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about
[00:30.30]And I dare you to test me
[00:31.20]'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me
[00:33.10]And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration
[00:34.70]But I'm full of innovation
[00:35.70]And I'm tired of all of this high school "he's cool, he's not" rap shit
[00:38.90]Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit
[00:41.30]No, this ain't a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame
[00:43.20]Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame
[00:44.90]Like a moth to the flame, I'm a realer man, a killer
[00:46.50]Know you feelin' lyricism when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself
[00:48.70]Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself
[00:50.50]Mass murder like this can't be good for my health
[00:52.10]When I rap like this, do I sound like shit?
[00:53.80]Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit
[00:55.60]Yeah, I'm killin' this shit
[00:56.40]Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit
[00:58.10]Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit?
[00:59.80]Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit
[01:01.70]Fuck rap
[01:02.30]Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic
[01:03.70]Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
[01:05.70]Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
[01:07.80]Leave a suicide note, fuck that
[01:09.00]Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
[01:10.30]I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
[01:12.30]I'm feelin' like I'm, chika- chika-chika-chika
[01:13.80]Chika-chika-chika-chika- chika, Slim Shady
[01:15.40]There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide
[01:17.60]Hit 'em with that (Do- do-do) and they die
[01:19.20]We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide
[01:21.80]I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes
[01:25.20]No, we ain't fuckin' with that
[01:26.50]Yeah, there's a time and a place
[01:27.70]But if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps
[01:29.40]Callin' yourself the greatest alive
[01:31.20]Then you don't deserve to do that
[01:32.50]No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that
[01:34.20]You gon' get smacked
[01:35.10]You gon' make Bobby attack
[01:36.30]You gon' make Bobby Boy snap
[01:37.60]You gon' make Bobby Boy snap (Bobby Boy!)
[01:39.60]Fuck rap
[01:39.90]Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic
[01:41.40]Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
[01:43.40]Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
[01:45.40]Leave a suicide note, fuck that
[01:46.70]Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
[01:48.10]I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
[01:50.00]I'm feelin' like I'm chika- chika-chika-chika
[01:51.50]Chika-chika-chika-chika- chika, Slim Shady
[01:53.20]Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga- jigga like JAY-Z
[01:54.90]Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything
[01:56.50]Are getting washed, liga- liga-liga, like bathing
[01:58.20]Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees
[02:00.00]Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy
[02:01.70]Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover
[02:03.30]Your body goes limp and slumps over
[02:05.00]Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered
[02:07.40]Hold up, I said rover because now your Rover is red
[02:10.10]Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant
[02:11.80]But I roll over my opponents instead
[02:13.50]Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down
[02:16.00]I'll go slow for the speds
[02:17.00]But when I go (Roof!) like the doberman said
[02:18.70]I still think the (Roof!) would go over your head (Haha)
[02:20.50]Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit
[02:22.00]With so many foul lines, you'll think I'm a free throw
[02:23.70]Figured it was about time for people to eat crow
[02:25.20]You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned?
[02:27.00]I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep's clothes
[02:29.40]From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T
[02:31.70]Who the best, I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though
[02:33.50]'Cause MCs know
[02:34.20]But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts
[02:35.70]Your shit is ass like a tailbone
[02:36.70]Or you're trapped in your cell phone
[02:37.80]Or my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe
[02:39.10]I don't want to fuckin' listen to you spit your raps someone else wrote
[02:41.30]Used to get beat up by the big kids
[02:42.70]Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel
[02:44.40]And I wouldn't do shit but just ...........
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