(Look at this nigga; little bitch; can't rap... You white!; Mother fucking bullshit; Fuck outta' here with that shit) [Verse: Logic] Baby you got me confused, with one of them other dudes Under they breath mumblin', shout out to Spitta I'm crumblin' All these haters that want it homie I keep it a hundred Never fronted while you stunting acting like you hate it but really want it I swear to god when they talkin' shit it just make me smile Cause you ain't no hater my brotha' just a fan in denial Every time that you hate on me I get stronger when risen Judgin' these lyrics by my skin homie that's racism My momma white my daddy black but ya'll don't even listen Judgin' by only what you see that's artistic division And in the end creates an intellectual collision But if you listen to my words then you would see my vision But that's enough on that subject homie I'mma keep flowin' On the tour bus, four of us, the weed's blowin' But I ain't smokin', I'm just writin' while homies tokin' Playin' this game until that shit is broken Fuckin' with honeys 'til they panties soakin' Feelin' victorious, hella glorious, my story is gonna be depicted by Me and my team as warriors that did it big like Notorious Haters talkin' shit gon' get the goriest of verses (Yo, that shit is whack yo; Man what the- maaaaaan that shit was weak yo what the fuck was he talkin' about, errything he said made sense; Maaaaan, that's some bullshit; I mean- I mean you can't say much you know what I mean like yeah he spit you know what I'm sayin' like His lyrics is good and- you know, he kill it- with the flow but, man that shit sucked though yuh)
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