Bobby Campbell - Common Logic / Midnight Marauder lyrics

[Intro] May I ask in what way your life is contributing to society As you sit here day after day after day In this dark room, stringing along on that stupid guitar? Have you ever thought about that? What are you doing for the world or for other people? Day after day, hour after hour, night after night [Verse 1: Logic] Me and my homies just chillin' feelin' the vibes This the time of our lives but many don't realize Havin' visions of livin' on another level Never signed with the devil The rebel that we f** around with the treble Bumping tribe in the system like penicillin Motherf**er I'm k**ing Spittin' venomous never remember this it's like a system Say it then I do it, I never missed 'em f** 'em after I kissed 'em Sit back and listen, my chain it glisten It's like I'm from another dimension Did I mention my circles smaller than an intervention Then some, beautiful women tell me I'm handsome Then I, snatch they heart and make the p**y the ransom I f** them until inside they belly burst Stop it, drop the beat and then we cue the verse Spitting lyrics like how a Mac-11 really disperse Slaughter MCs and resurrect them when they in the hearse They say I got too many styles b**h I've been diverse They scared to jump in the cypher I be all up in it first My apologies but if you're after me then it gets worse When I come through I spit voodoo and leave them cursed Common logic [Interlude] [Hook] This is the realest Only unto the real shall I reveal this I even made this beat my self just so y'all could feel this From Nasty Nas to Big L to A Tribe Called Quest We the Rattpack in other words the tribe that's next [Verse 2: Logic] It's been a long time And I ain't even in my prime I remember many moons ago spitting the realest lines On the come up Matter of fact it was long before that Before I bought my first mic, before I could afford that This is a letter to the underground the place where I'm from This is a letter to the fans that understand what I've done And even though I've gotta leave man don't none of y'all grieve Cause even in the mainstream that lyricism I breathe Some of y'all love my raw records, some of y'all don't Some of y'all will love my radio sh**, some of y'all won't Just like my race, my music has always been yin and yang Something for everybody no not just one lane And on the real I'll never forget the day I got my deal Full creative control and the money was unreal Started from the bottom and got here cause of my sk** And I never set a goal that I didn't plan to fulfill [Hook x5] This is the realest Only unto the real shall I reveal this I even made this beat my self just so y'all could feel this From Nasty Nas to Big L to A Tribe Called Quest We the Rattpack in other words the tribe that's next [Outro] You're not any less of a man if you don't pull the trigger You're not necessarily a man if you do This concludes Midnight Marauder program Press any key to return to the main menu