Homicide (Cover) lyrics

by

Logic


[Intro]
Ristre Vox on the speakers

[Hook]
Yeah! f*ck rap »
Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic
And I had it
n*gga ready for anybody to buss back
Hol up, catch a vibe, n*gga pull up with a fire ain't nobody leave alive sippin' suicide
f*ck that
Kevin hella villainous, he killin' this
I'm comin' for your man and the lady and even the baby
I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika-chika-chika-chiii
Slim shady

[Verse 1]
When I tell you I got bidness to handle I gotta handle it..
Study histology with a candle lit
Patty cake, Saturday
Daddy used to play with my sis and
I would get angry and sh*t
Depressed child like blanket, they don't understand it
Look at Mike Jack with
Kid in his hands and
Over the press with
A little white blanket..
Shower that baby with bad press
That was me
The line was a bad stretch
Stretch marks; talking bout the ones you could access
I'm mad flex
So f*ckin' with me and me and me is..crediting bad sex
(For real)
I am exceeding the barrier
Had to put weed to this character
So twelve on my wall like a calendar
And I need a lawyer no manager
Ion't give a f*ck about a cosine anymore
n*gga isn't looking at me both eyed anymore
They don' wanna see me on ten had to let it go
They just wanna see me get eight like a cannibal
VW polo, oh no the golf hoe
Total the whole show, compost the auto
Kaleidoscope vision
Mine falls within it, I tote the scrimmage, Bibles and bidness like I chose to witness
How does a rapper get out of the slums
Always a scour when I talk to my mum
She said I shouldn't be rappin at all
And dad said it different I had to be strong
So I'm spending the money you sent for the food on my studio time cause I'll eat when I'm good/
I drop a bottle of Kremlin ain't dropping school
Ooh no
New wave, new wave n*gga catch tide you gone lose way
We ain't all bad, I'm this hard I ain't even made it
Sing me a new melody off a good blunt pushing daisies »
You need a feature that's major
Hop on a feature I break you
(Cole world)
(Hook)

[Verse 2]

Boy i told you we could never be similar take a seat ya looking pitiful deplorable read it as i been seeing n*ggas pivotal bipolar and ready to make a scene taking shots at me in different dialect Portuguese, well
.. Everybody hate that I'm doing this
But they knew it I was banging out to Ludacris
I was 3 feet 3 doing music cause
I never really talk about my feeling less I'm doing this
Couldda dissed..
Anybody bashing my
Influences
Who is this?
Why you got a problem with the newest kid?
Full of it
Shawty imma love you till we do it then
Pull you in
Let you raise a baby I won't do ya rent
And n*ggas castigated
I delayed when I had chance to play with
Massive names and I could still scratch the days when
Passive a-list OG rappers paid me
I literally had to do that to stay in charge or lose while I rewrap the cadence
Had the blatant relapse on OH
Still drink a couple f*cking millis of old tree
And the world got a belly ring
And life is b*tch we be renting it
And love is a 4 letter word so is f*ck
And I don't really mean it when I mention them
Indie is
Independent, I'm killing it
In the Fendi, i'm cynic as
n*ggas in every city cous' »
Effervescent I'm filling up
Told the b*tch i ain't feeling her
f*ck again i don't feel enough giving di*k i ain't giving up told my n*ggas i did it but
.. think they give it up
Been a bit since a pity f*ck
Look, am slipping my sh*t in a
Place where n*ggas is living up
sh*t's creek, the jig is up (ooh)
Kevin ridiculous
Enough about that
The f*cker gone rap
And pull up with his mother to back
Him up on the stand
I really had a cup on a lapse
Am drunk and relaxed
n*gga better run or get capped
A f*cking disaster
Then we put your tongue in your bag
Don't come with a mask »
Someone seen me run in the back
The gun'll relax
And then I follow up and I crack
A skull into half
A n*gga called a cop on the gang
Now f*cking relax..
Spread a lil' weed on the corpses
They'll describe me at they office
I'mma take a pack to the back room
They gone let me off with a warning
I remember Vespers died on the spot »
How the f*ck you tell me to rely on the cops
Get frustrated when I write for a spot
Nasty wouldn't ever lemme die like his locks
On God »
[Outro]
Everything is going to die
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