paroles de chanson Favela - Logic
Okay,
okay
Take
113
I
was
gonna
say,
yeah
This
is
crazy
Right
Okay,
this
is,
uh,
starting
on
line
one
with
Thomas
Fifth
of
October
Here
we
go
Heavy
is
the
neck
that
wears
the
chain
Gripping
the
grain,
trying
to
maintain
Filling
this
weed
through
the
blood
to
my
brain
Writing
these
lyrics
in
my
head
In
the
back
of
the
train
Tryna
sustain
through
the
pain
Been
smokin
and
drinkin
a
little
more
than
I
should
And
I
would
do
better,
but
I'm
human
Eyes
on
me
like
I'm
Truman
Escape
through
the
page
Contemplating
my
age
Poetic
justice
for
those
who
trust
us
I
ain't
tryna
beat
em,
no
we
just
us
Watch
the
gap
bust
We
get
bread,
you
get
crust
Love
is
a
must,
where
we
livin
is
fucked
up
Switch
the
position
on
another
mission
I'll
peep
the
diction,
it's
far
from
fiction
Far
from
accessible
Want
beef,
end
up
a
vegetable
150,000
people
is
at
the
festival
Black
proud
and
louder
than
decibels
Bullshit,
no
I'm
not
susceptible
It's
not
acceptable
The
bitch
in
me
is
undetectable
I'm
too
respectable,
conceptual
My
albums's
beat
in
the
studio
till
round
about
three
Never
paid
a
fee,
you
fuckin
with
me?
Get
it
for
free,
now
let
it
breathe
Murderin
it
with
ease
Pete
the
Prestige
I
spend
degrees,
your
shit
freeze
If
I
had
a
penny
for
my
thoughts
Then
I'd
be
Elon
Musk
Rappin
from
dawn
till
dusk
You
know
when
Dilla
we
trust
Hits
never
went
to
my
head
I
was
never
concussed
Givin
no
fucks,
bumpin
bust
the
Genesis
Waitin
for
the
first
of
the
month
and
all
of
its
benefits
Life
been
a
bitch,
chillin
with
metal
level
trynna
get
rich
I'd
rather
get
rich
than
fuck
the
paper
talking
big
I'm
picture
comin
to
get
ya
Now
let
me
hit
ya
with
that
throwback
The
illest
memories,
PS3
When
grenades
was
gettin
thrown
back
Modern
Warfare
2 at
the
Favela
was
my
escape
When
I
wasn't
scrubbin
floors
like
Cinderella
No
glass
slipper,
pass
me
the
mic
I
go
jack
the
ripper
I'm
sicker
than
go
to
20,
fuck
all
the
money
I'm
doin
how
I
been
doin
ain't
nobody
takin
it
from
me
Grew
up
515
miles
from
7 Mile
But
this
beat
got
me
feelin
slummy,
dummy
Ay,
listen,
I
never
passed
10th
grade
But
I
still
get
the
rent
paid
You
fake,
I
be
real
like
Cypress
Hill
You
fake
motherfuckers
I
can
see
through
you
My
game's
strong
Y'all
weak
like
5 plus
2
Bust
the
door
then
rush
through
Gettin
it
spread
cause
the
people
fuck
with
it
Your
whole
shit
stale
wouldn't
feed
ducks
with
it
I
make
firm
decisions
like
a
legislator
My
briefcase
Italian
leather
My
loafers
is
alligator
My
bank
account
is
greater
But
none
of
them
numbers
define
me
Fuck
rap,
put
it
behind
me
Don't
try
me,
y'all
too
grimy
Smokin
cigs
after
dark,
we
call
that
Nick
at
night
Spark
the
blunt,
watch
the
pic
at
night
Fuck
your
life,
think
you
could
buy
to
me?
Bitch,
you
couldn't
even
lend
me
Smokin
dope
like
a
chimney,
I
bend
me
Listen
up,
listen
up,
yeah,
uh
Listen
up,
listen
up,
uh
Dilla
we
trust
Dilla
we
trust

1 Paul Rodriguez
2 Mission Control (feat. T Man the Wizard)
3 Deja Vu (feat. DJ Drama)
4 Glorious Ultra Panavision (skit)
5 Fear
6 Favela
7 Gardens III
8 Ghost in the Machine (feat. Robert Ivory, ADÉ)
9 Innerstellar (feat. Lucy Rose)
10 In Retrospect
11 44ever
12 LOVE ME
13 Planet Death (skit)
14 Teleport
15 Chess (skit)
16 ANTIDOTE (feat. Zelooperz)
17 Peace Love & Positivity
18 City in the Stars (feat. Robert Ivory)
19 Thank You for Believing in Me
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