Текст песни 38.9897 °N, 76.9378 °W (feat. C Dot Castro & Big Lenbo) - Big Lenbo , Logic
Y'all
youngsters
don't
know
nothin'
about
Logic
Back
in
my
day,
motherfucker,
he
was
that
motherfuckin'
nigga
It
was
Logic,
Michael
Jackson,
Prince,
James
Brown
Logic
be
walkin'
out
on
stage
in
a
white
blouse
With
two
tigers
next
to
him
and
dolphins
behind
him
Overnight,
we
ain't
make
it
overnight
I
had
plenty
sober
nights,
why
you
think
I
sip
at
night?
O-O-Over-Overnight,
we
ain't
make
it
overnight
I
had
plenty
sober
nights,
why
you
think
I
sip
at
night?
Watch
the
Bic
ignite,
open
up,
bitch,
I'm
loaded
up
Loaded
up,
what
the
fuck?
Always
in
the
cut,
eyes
never
shut
Let
the
pen
bleed,
fuck
the
feed,
hopin'
they
all
remember
me
Enemies,
we
all
got
'em,
only
ones
that
are
from
the
bottom
Who
I
love,
place
no
one
above,
none
above
If
you
was
there
when
I
was
starvin',
you
can
pull
up
to
grub
Over-Overnight,
we
ain't
make
it
overnight
I
had
plenty
sober
nights,
why
you
think
I
sip
at
night?
Watch
the
Bic
ignite,
this
life
is
not
enough,
you've
really
made
it
tough
This
life
is
not
enough,
you've
really
made
it
tough
Can't
say
that
I
ain't
never
had
doubts
I
remember
them
days,
it
was
trapped
out
I
remember
them
days,
no
place
to
stay
Fast
forward,
the
crib
got
a
back
house
I
remember
them
girls
that
went
back
out
Fast
forward,
I'm
blowin'
they
back
out
Fast
forward,
I'm
throwin'
these
racks
out
'Cause
I
know
that
I'ma
get
it
back
now,
uh
From
the
cage
to
the
stage
They
don't
know
the
songs,
can
tell
by
the
way
that
they
rage,
uh
I'm
faced
by
the
shade
they
throwin'
I'm
knowin'
that
no
one
can
block
the
rays,
uh
Through
all
of
the
years,
the
growin'
kept
goin',
like,
how
are
you
not
amazed?
Uh,
through
all
of
the
years
bein'
broke
as
fuck,
we
finally
got
a
break
Castro,
Lenny,
and
Bobby,
the
energy
godly
They
lovin'
the
crew
like
it
was
the
Motley
6ix
on
the
beat
like
he
switch
with
Tommy
Over-Overnight,
we
ain't
make
it
overnight
I
had
plenty
sober
nights,
why
you
think
I
sip
at
night?
Watch
the
Bic
ignite,
this
life
is
not
enough,
you've
really
made
it
tough
This
life
is
not
enough,
you've
really
made
it
tough
(uh)
Went
from
bein'
around
the
block,
bitch,
to
travelin'
the
planet
Took
the
treasure
with
the
tragic,
up
and
down,
this
mathematics
Matthew
C.P.,
never
knew
that
we
were
makin'
history
Just
did
it
for
the
love,
the
future's
such
a
mystery
Real
all
the
time,
be
real
to
the
grind
Never
knew
we'd
make
it
through
them
dark
days
and
shine,
ha
Takin'
it
in,
rakin'
it
in,
money,
we
makin'
again
Payin'
the
rent,
now
allow
me
to
vent,
now
allow
me
to
vent
Now
allow
me
to
light
this
straight,
but
shit
can
get
so
bad
Like
time
and
space,
feelin'
interstellar,
feelin'
high
as
a
propeller
Like
I'm
in
a
novella,
like
I
am
in
a
screen
I'm
ready
to
scream,
feel
like
I'm
in
between
this
world
And
the
next,
it's
so
complex
I'm
talkin'
'bout
virtual
space,
I
know
my
lyrics
is
all
over
the
place
I'm
writin'
my
raps
in
a
different
way,
from
back
in
the
day,
not-
Overnight,
we
ain't
make
it
overnight
I
had
plenty
sober
nights,
why
you
think
I
sip
at
night?
O-O-Over-Overnight,
we
ain't
make
it
overnight
I
had
plenty
sober
nights,
why
you
think
I
sip
at
night?
Watch
the
Bic
ignite,
open
up,
bitch,
I'm
loaded
up
Loaded
up,
what
the
fuck?
Always
in
the
cut,
eyes
never
shut
Let
the
pen
bleed,
fuck
the
feed,
hopin'
they
all
remember
me
Enemies,
we
all
got
'em,
only
ones
that
are
from
the
bottom
Who
I
love,
place
no
one
above,
none
above
If
you
was
there
when
I
was
starvin',
you
can
pull
up
to
grub
Damn,
it's
cold
as
shit
Where
are
we
goin'
in
from?
Boss
said
he'd
let
us
in
through
this
door
Well,
where
is
he?
He
knows
we're
here,
so
he
should
come
out
any
second
You
boys
ready?
Hell,
yeah
(What's
up,
fellas,
how
y'all
doin'?)
Hey,
Boss,
man,
how
you
doin'?
(What
up,
Boss?
Hey,
yo,
what
up,
Boss?)
(Alright,
Gravity's
got
the
camera
set
up)
(And
everybody's
good
to
go,
y'all
ready?)
Man,
hell,
yeah
(Alright,
the
stage
is
literally
to
the
right
of
this
door)
(So
I'll
go
in
and
announce
you,
here's
your
mic)
Thanks
a
lot,
bro
(Ayy,
you
alright,
bro?)
Yeah,
nah,
I'm
just-I'm
just
nervous,
and
still
a
little
high
But
I'm
fuckin'
hyped,
man,
this
is
gonna
be
crazy
(Alright,
it's
go
time,
baby,
let's
do
this)
Oh,
sit
it's
Logic
Yo,
Logic,
you
got
this
shit,
kill
that
shit
Yo,
it's
fuckin'
crackin'
in
here
Man,
that
bitch
is
bad
as
shit
(Alright,
y'all,
the
moment
is
finally
here)
(They
call
me
DJBossPlayer)
(If
you
came
out
here
to
turn
up)
(Make
some
motherfuckin'
noise
right
now)
(So,
now,
without
further
ado)
(I
want
y'all
to
make
some
motherfuckin'
noise)
(For
the
spitter
from
Gaithersburg,
Maryland)
(Make
some
noise
for
my
boy,
Logic)
1 Cruisin’ Through the Universe (feat. RZA)
2 Wake Up (feat. Lucy Rose)
3 Lightsabers (feat. C Dot Castro)
4 Clone Wars III
5 Redpill VII
6 Playwright (feat. Andy Hull)
7 Gaithersburg Freestyle (feat. C Dot Castro, Big Lenbo, Fat Trel, & ADÉ)
8 Insipio
9 Self Medication (feat. Seth MacFarlane, Redman, & Statik Selektah)
10 Shimmy (feat. Joey Bada$$)
11 Paradise II (feat. Norah Jones)
12 Come on Down (feat. Jordan Harris)
13 Village Slum
14 Highlife
15 38.9897 °N, 76.9378 °W (feat. C Dot Castro & Big Lenbo)
16 Ayo (feat. Bun B & Lil Keke)
17 Lightyear
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