Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song City Of Stars, artist - Logic. Album song The Incredible True Story, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
City Of Stars |
I know that you think this song is for you |
I used to long for you and adore you |
My life was just fine way back before you |
Now when you reach out I just ignore you |
Cause this ain’t a love song |
This is «So long» |
You did me so wrong for so long, for so long |
No I never thought I could live my life without you |
All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you |
And so I doubt you |
I doubt you even know what’s on my mind |
I said I doubt you |
I doubt you even know why I left you behind |
I know that I’ve been living |
I know that I’ve been living |
I know that I’ve been living |
I know that I’ve been living |
In the city of stars |
Where there’s flying cars |
A brand new home for everyone |
And even life on Mars |
In the city of stars |
Where there’s flying cars |
A brand new home for everyone |
And even life on Mars |
In the city… |
Cause this ain’t a love song |
This is «So long» |
You did me so wrong for so long, for so long |
And so I doubt you |
I doubt you even know what’s on my mind |
I said I doubt you |
I doubt you even know how I let you… |
Much love to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me |
Did me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me |
Know my name around the world but it still ain’t hit me |
All the talent in the world and they still don’t get me |
I didn’t talk about my race on the whole first album |
But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome |
How come these motherfuckers can’t seem to let it go |
Judging rap by race instead of the better flow |
Who gives a fuck who made it, I penetrated and innovated |
While they emulated, give a fuck if I’m hated |
I’mma do it til I get it, fuck a nominated |
Bitch I dominate it |
Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID |
Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E |
Not many get to what I do, and now enemies |
Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me |
But let’s get back to the music, I’m gone |
Outside of this solar system I’m searching for paradise |
Livin' the life, bitch I’ve been a vet |
Fuck all these cats on the internet |
I love Hip Hop and I hate Hip Hop |
Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot |
Cause he raps about money and bitches, for heaven’s sake |
Pac did the same shit, just on a drum break |
Now I ain’t wanna name names, I’m just droppin' this game |
We all people, all equal |
Now let me let off, yeah |
Now let me let off |
Tougher than raw denim, my flow you can’t identify |
Talib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by |
Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones |
Black on one side, now I’m in another zone |
Switch flows, fuck 'em up |
Play the game, run 'em up |
Yeah I sold a couple records but people don’t give a fuck |
All the people want is real |
Guess that’s why Logic appeal |
All the power in the world, hold that, tell me how it feel |
Racism on television and in magazines |
Paying taxes so soldiers don’t run out of magazines, god damn |
Country don’t give a fuck who I am |
Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand |
And I am, here’s to the Roc |
The .45 Glock that my older brother pop, shot |
And I am finally on top |
Too high up, not a drop |
Stop, we gettin' guap, gettin' guap |
I am livin' like I ain’t got it |
Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a fuck about it |
Maryland 'til I die but I had to get the fuck up out it |
I love it and hate it, you probably don’t know man, I doubt it |