痛檹箷佯蠋喨絕妒赨唒哟準
Young Jesus - Logic/Big Lenbo.mp3 - 在线LRC歌词
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[00:00.00] 作词 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Leon Ressalam/Renée Scroggins/James Blake/Robert Diggs [00:00.00] 作曲 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Leon Ressalam/Renée Scroggins/James Blake/Robert Diggs [00:00.00][01:10.22][01:20.12][01:51.31][02:01.41] [00:03.10]Logic [00:03.86]Ft: Big Lenbo [00:10.25]What up Bobby [00:12.43]This that 95 shit right here [00:17.54]Take 'em back to the 90s! [00:20.50]Okay, now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice [00:23.28]It’s me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cooking like chemists [00:25.39]Take them back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace [00:27.89]Causing mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice [00:30.38]Smoking shit and getting higher than a flight attendant [00:33.11]Hip-hop descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant [00:35.55]Got to pull it out for everyone that’s in attendance [00:37.97]Okay, back in the day as a College Park tenant [00:40.56]Still can’t believe I didn’t get a shorty pregnant [00:43.01]Man. that’s the definition of a life sentence [00:45.65]A whole lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce [00:48.06]Cause I couldn’t keep it in my briefs, man that’s pathetic [00:50.87]****ing all that back and forth, this ain’t a game of tennis [00:53.19]I'll be in my ****ing chamber like the senate [00:55.70]Scared to go outside but I know I can’t prevent it [00:58.47]I'm, forever alone in my mind [01:00.74]See I’m a self diagnosed hypochondriac [01:02.61]Either at the crib, or on the tour bus is where you'll find me at [01:05.79]Yeah, I know that I’m livin' like I got it okay, yeah [01:08.88]But I swear that I'm not that neurotic over here, yeah [01:11.61][01:51.52]Over here, over here [01:21.09]Ayo, **** all that, it’s the fat young Jesus [01:23.45]Flow prestigious [01:24.92]Stackin’ money and playing the field man like Regis [01:27.16]Better believe us or leave us [01:28.99]Grabbing your bitches’ cleavage like, oo-ah [01:30.50]I went from surveying to Super Saiyan slayin’ the man [01:33.60]Bitches want an autograph, I sign them shits in crayon [01:36.03]Like goddamn [01:36.80]It's me and B-I-G-L-N-B-O cooking like chemists [01:38.77]Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie [01:43.85]Sippin' on a martini, taking my pick at bitches like eenie meenie [01:46.65]I'm unscannable, young cannibal [01:47.99]Eat wack MCs like Hannibal [01:50.26]Cause Joe Pesci's my spirit animal [02:01.48]Okay the flow delicious, bounty huntin' like Sid Vicious [02:03.88]The young Spiegle, interstellar with my retrieval [02:06.36]Furthest from evil, I throw this shit back like medieval [02:08.96]I spit at it like a Baretta, you know I get better by givin' the people [02:11.37]Not a **** given, check the method, that's how we livin' [02:13.88]Always been driven, out of sight and yet never hidden [02:16.84]The Return of the Jedi, bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye [02:19.63]Ho I said I leave 'em dead, I know I do [02:21.27]This shit is overdue, pass me the fifth and I'm comin' through [02:23.74]The B-I-G-L-E-N-B-O on the way to Rio [02:26.49]Aye dios mio, lookin' for a Latin Leo [02:28.26]To hold a brother down like the white man [02:30.46]**** that, mother****er [02:31.86]Ayo enough's enough, man of my word, I never bluff [02:34.24]Even in a pair of cuffs know we always keep it real [02:36.60]Like goddamn, don't even step like I ain't the man [02:39.03]I'm just 301 reppin', second I step in Maryland [02:41.72]I gotta conceal it like a murder weapon [02:44.09]I kept in the glove, Ratt Pack you know it's all love [02:46.82]We the realest so **** you if you ain't feel this [02:48.78]Throw a Molotov in your crib and tell them bitches to bill us [02:50.62]We the illest [02:51.60]Finger **** a critic, this shit is darker than The Chronicles of Riddick [02:55.25]Yes I did it, while they bit it, you know we got it [02:56.98]Smack you with the palm, save the back for your mom [02:59.22]Sound the alarm, you know we got it goin' on
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作词 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Leon Ressalam/Renée Scroggins/James Blake/Robert Diggs 作曲 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Leon Ressalam/Renée Scroggins/James Blake/Robert Diggs Logic Ft: Big Lenbo What up Bobby This that 95 shit right here Take 'em back to the 90s! Okay, now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice It’s me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cooking like chemists Take them back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace Causing mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice Smoking shit and getting higher than a flight attendant Hip-hop descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant Got to pull it out for everyone that’s in attendance Okay, back in the day as a College Park tenant Still can’t believe I didn’t get a shorty pregnant Man. that’s the definition of a life sentence A whole lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce Cause I couldn’t keep it in my briefs, man that’s pathetic ****ing all that back and forth, this ain’t a game of tennis I'll be in my ****ing chamber like the senate Scared to go outside but I know I can’t prevent it I'm, forever alone in my mind See I’m a self diagnosed hypochondriac Either at the crib, or on the tour bus is where you'll find me at Yeah, I know that I’m livin' like I got it okay, yeah But I swear that I'm not that neurotic over here, yeah Over here, over here Ayo, **** all that, it’s the fat young Jesus Flow prestigious Stackin’ money and playing the field man like Regis Better believe us or leave us Grabbing your bitches’ cleavage like, oo-ah I went from surveying to Super Saiyan slayin’ the man Bitches want an autograph, I sign them shits in crayon Like goddamn It's me and B-I-G-L-N-B-O cooking like chemists Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie Sippin' on a martini, taking my pick at bitches like eenie meenie I'm unscannable, young cannibal Eat wack MCs like Hannibal Cause Joe Pesci's my spirit animal Okay the flow delicious, bounty huntin' like Sid Vicious The young Spiegle, interstellar with my retrieval Furthest from evil, I throw this shit back like medieval I spit at it like a Baretta, you know I get better by givin' the people Not a **** given, check the method, that's how we livin' Always been driven, out of sight and yet never hidden The Return of the Jedi, bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye Ho I said I leave 'em dead, I know I do This shit is overdue, pass me the fifth and I'm comin' through The B-I-G-L-E-N-B-O on the way to Rio Aye dios mio, lookin' for a Latin Leo To hold a brother down like the white man **** that, mother****er Ayo enough's enough, man of my word, I never bluff Even in a pair of cuffs know we always keep it real Like goddamn, don't even step like I ain't the man I'm just 301 reppin', second I step in Maryland I gotta conceal it like a murder weapon I kept in the glove, Ratt Pack you know it's all love We the realest so **** you if you ain't feel this Throw a Molotov in your crib and tell them bitches to bill us We the illest Finger **** a critic, this shit is darker than The Chronicles of Riddick Yes I did it, while they bit it, you know we got it Smack you with the palm, save the back for your mom Sound the alarm, you know we got it goin' on
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