Vinyl Days (Explicit)
LOGiC"Vinyl Days (Explicit)" is a song by LOGiC, released in 2022 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:38 long and contains 106 lines and 868 words.
Lyrics
0:23Yeah-yeah yeah
0:25Vinyl Days DJ Premier
0:30That's my homie that's my idol
0:35On the road to success but you're idle
0:396ix on the beat RattPack motherf**ker let's go
0:41Here we go let's get it all
0:42All I need is one mic one pen one page to ignite
0:45Subject matter heavy but the flow is MC Lyte
0:48You mad as f**k all you see is red like a conservative
0:50All the critics do is talk I'm really not concerned with it
0:53Hell is hot and we can make your residency permanent
0:56Several shots they tyin' up your body with a tourniquet
0:58Let it rock it's obvious that he don't know who turn it is
1:01Keep my circle tight-knit 'cause people move deceitful
1:04Money and greed will expose you to the root of evil
1:06Already proved myself not worried 'bout who's my equal
1:09Far from an anti-vaxxer but I moved the needle
1:11S**t got me wonderin' if what I do is legal
1:14F**k it I'm goin' a hunnid in this Buick Regal
1:16F**k it I'm goin' a hunnid playin' Beanie Sigel
1:18You still run that old game like a Neo Geo
1:21You lookin' for me
1:22I'ma be in Rio
1:23Sunbathin' off the coast sippin' Pinot Grigio
1:26Out the country so much they like "Easy gringo"
1:28Straight off the two-track don't need a single
1:30Travelled abroad for my catalog
1:32Made all this money recording raps on my Macintosh
1:35Call it Apple sauce
1:36Even with the cameras off I be spazzin' dawg
1:38Drum machine analog the North Face camouflage
1:41That lo-fi dusty Panasonic with the trackin' off
1:44M*******a smoke fill the air like L.A. traffic smog
1:47Come on homie listen to the voice of reason
1:49Yeah you talk a lot of s**t but don't want the beef like a vegan
1:51Was passin' through like the aux channel
1:54And then I fell asleep on you s**t we call you the golf channel
1:57I'm barbecue grillin' these rappers in Croc sandals
2:00Got money to cop Lambos but I'd rather chop samples
2:02Many lines many rhymes s**t gutter like Pennywise
2:05Shoutout Big Brother got many eyes
2:07I'm like Malcolm peekin' through the mini-blinds
2:09F**kin' with Logic that's the reason that you stop breathing
2:12Cardiac arrest caught you at your chest
2:14Should've wore a vest now you all a mess
2:16You no kind of threat you should've wore a dress
2:19Polo high-tech with the navy crest
2:21Cut from the cloth you couldn't thread with a needle
2:23Bought the s**t at Fred Segal got your b***h spread eagle
2:26The revolution won't be televised they tellin' lies
2:28They wanna strip your soul away and lead you to a world that's dry
2:31That's why we in the kitchen cookin' know you smell the vibes
2:34And stick to your ribs s**t no frozen fries
2:36Go against the gang get pulverized
2:38I'm at the crib watch-watchin' Cobra Kai thinkin' to myself
2:41"God d**n how old am I"
2:43Rose through depression like a rose I was destined
2:45Your boy reach his goals like D-Rose with the left hand
2:48When life takes a toll I suppose it's a lesson
2:51Question how you woke but you slept in
2:53Treadin' on your rappers like Midas for over ten years
2:55Without changin' tires s**t I should probably check the mileage
2:58Back on my hustle got packs in the duffle
3:01Push rhymes like weight yeah you know I'm taxin' you double
3:04I'm in the pocket like a running back run it back
3:07I bought your new s**t hey run me my money back
3:09Fly by night this that flight like Mike
3:11ESPN better get those highlights right
3:14Perform better when the lights shine bright
3:16You lookin' like food it might get fried like rice
3:19Throw on a chef apron and I turn into Gordon Ramsay
3:21I seen cats sell they whole soul for a Camry
3:24I seen your favorite artists do the most just for Grammys
3:27I seen a grown man lyin' just to get to panties
3:29I'm cookin' like grannies
3:30The recipe is sick and we got extras in the pantry
3:33I'm goin' Super Saiyan just to represent the family
3:35I think that's why the haters can't stand me
3:38I'm not the socialite type but my vocals quite right
3:41I'm still spittin' raps like it's Open Mic night
3:44I'm still gettin' played from the h*es you might like
3:46I'm still gettin' paid off the flows you probably bite
3:49It's Logic
3:49Yeah-yeah-yeah
3:50See see see see
3:51See the bigger picture so we can profit all around
3:54Yeah-yeah-yeah
3:55This is for my real hip-hop fans
3:57I I want that real back
3:58Back when you would feel tracks yeah
4:00Yeah
4:01See see see see
4:02See the bigger picture so we can profit all around
4:05Yeah-yeah-yeah
4:06This is for my real hip-hop fans
4:07I I want that real back
4:09Back when you would feel tracks feel tracks
4:12I I I want that I I want that real
4:17I I want that real back
4:20Back when you would feel tracks feel tracks
4:22I I I I want that real real real real real back
4:27I I want that real back
4:30Back when you would feel tracks feel tracks
4:33This is Logic
4:35This is Logic
4:38This is Lo Lo Lo Logic Logic
Yeah-yeah yeah Vinyl Days DJ Premier That's my homie that's my idol On the road to success but you're idle 6ix on the beat RattPack motherf**ker let's go Here we go let's get it all All I need is one mic one pen one page to ignite Subject matter heavy but the flow is MC Lyte You mad as f**k all you see is red like a conservative All the critics do is talk I'm really not concerned with it Hell is hot and we can make your residency permanent Several shots they tyin' up your body with a tourniquet Let it rock it's obvious that he don't know who turn it is Keep my circle tight-knit 'cause people move deceitful Money and greed will expose you to the root of evil Already proved myself not worried 'bout who's my equal Far from an anti-vaxxer but I moved the needle S**t got me wonderin' if what I do is legal F**k it I'm goin' a hunnid in this Buick Regal F**k it I'm goin' a hunnid playin' Beanie Sigel You still run that old game like a Neo Geo You lookin' for me I'ma be in Rio Sunbathin' off the coast sippin' Pinot Grigio Out the country so much they like "Easy gringo" Straight off the two-track don't need a single Travelled abroad for my catalog Made all this money recording raps on my Macintosh Call it Apple sauce Even with the cameras off I be spazzin' dawg Drum machine analog the North Face camouflage That lo-fi dusty Panasonic with the trackin' off M*******a smoke fill the air like L.A. traffic smog Come on homie listen to the voice of reason Yeah you talk a lot of s**t but don't want the beef like a vegan Was passin' through like the aux channel And then I fell asleep on you s**t we call you the golf channel I'm barbecue grillin' these rappers in Croc sandals Got money to cop Lambos but I'd rather chop samples Many lines many rhymes s**t gutter like Pennywise Shoutout Big Brother got many eyes I'm like Malcolm peekin' through the mini-blinds F**kin' with Logic that's the reason that you stop breathing Cardiac arrest caught you at your chest Should've wore a vest now you all a mess You no kind of threat you should've wore a dress Polo high-tech with the navy crest Cut from the cloth you couldn't thread with a needle Bought the s**t at Fred Segal got your b***h spread eagle The revolution won't be televised they tellin' lies They wanna strip your soul away and lead you to a world that's dry That's why we in the kitchen cookin' know you smell the vibes And stick to your ribs s**t no frozen fries Go against the gang get pulverized I'm at the crib watch-watchin' Cobra Kai thinkin' to myself "God d**n how old am I" Rose through depression like a rose I was destined Your boy reach his goals like D-Rose with the left hand When life takes a toll I suppose it's a lesson Question how you woke but you slept in Treadin' on your rappers like Midas for over ten years Without changin' tires s**t I should probably check the mileage Back on my hustle got packs in the duffle Push rhymes like weight yeah you know I'm taxin' you double I'm in the pocket like a running back run it back I bought your new s**t hey run me my money back Fly by night this that flight like Mike ESPN better get those highlights right Perform better when the lights shine bright You lookin' like food it might get fried like rice Throw on a chef apron and I turn into Gordon Ramsay I seen cats sell they whole soul for a Camry I seen your favorite artists do the most just for Grammys I seen a grown man lyin' just to get to panties I'm cookin' like grannies The recipe is sick and we got extras in the pantry I'm goin' Super Saiyan just to represent the family I think that's why the haters can't stand me I'm not the socialite type but my vocals quite right I'm still spittin' raps like it's Open Mic night I'm still gettin' played from the h*es you might like I'm still gettin' paid off the flows you probably bite It's Logic Yeah-yeah-yeah See see see see See the bigger picture so we can profit all around Yeah-yeah-yeah This is for my real hip-hop fans I I want that real back Back when you would feel tracks yeah Yeah See see see see See the bigger picture so we can profit all around Yeah-yeah-yeah This is for my real hip-hop fans I I want that real back Back when you would feel tracks feel tracks I I I want that I I want that real I I want that real back Back when you would feel tracks feel tracks I I I I want that real real real real real back I I want that real back Back when you would feel tracks feel tracks This is Logic This is Logic This is Lo Lo Lo Logic Logic
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