Gardens III

Logic

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    Yeah ayo yo ayo ayo
    Jump on the Aquarius III
    It's just Quentin Will and me
    We all headed to paradise boy I'm finna set you free
    Feel like vash the stampede
    Gripping 60 billion double dollars
    I'm far from a scholar
    But they still ask me to speak to the students in harvard
    Oh, yeah what you tell em?
    Told 'em fuck the monotony
    Game a life of monopoly
    Yes I'm living it properly
    Yes I got chains round my neck but first I invested in property
    Lyrics for grown folk
    Be a good momma be a good daddy be a good person
    I love the man I've become don't wanna see the hood version
    I came from nothing now I'm splurging on Rodeo
    My wife is whiter than yayo
    But she not woke she was never sleep
    Boy on the creep like Tom York Burgundy
    At Wally's with Egon we sniffing the cork
    Grew up with nothing we ain't even had child support
    Sippin a fifth like I just plead it
    These fuckers pathetic and copesthetic
    Never thought I'd grow up to be a fucking rap star
    Little Bobby at Mastros eating caviar
    True story
    Logic known for staying positive like dads on Maury
    Least I think I'm is
    I know I'm is
    I'm off the grid

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    Uh
    Think I'm in the interstellar mission once again
    A 5 10 assassin lighting em up like Edison
    Nowadays rappers are- rappers are hot commodity
    Follow me on this inter dimensional odyssey
    Bumping Bowie Oddity
    A Prodigy uh
    I gotta be uh
    What’s up? I'm the fifth element, the ultimate being
    Freeing your mind
    Fuck the rhyme
    What I'm tryna say is clear as day
    I came to body the track like [?]
    Then whipping up like [?] on the back (goddamn!)
    Let me get it like that
    Once I write that
    I recite that
    I be like that
    I'ma need that back
    Don’t need no stack
    Yeah that’s a fact
    R A double T P A C K yeah that’s the pack
    We bringing it back like Nazareth
    They mad at this
    The catalyst
    Give a fuck what your status is
    Avada Kedavra
    The saddest part is you’ll never decipher this poetic puzzle
    A muzzle needed like Hannibal Lecter
    Far from a lecture
    Here to protect ya
    If you need it
    Pick up the pen and then bleed it
    Pick up the mic and then read it
    We do the show then repeat
    For the people that need it
    The message they greet it
    With open arms
    Calling all my brothers in arms
    Play this song when you need it let it ring like an alarm
    What’s up?

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