| Tell me what you know about real life
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| Tell me what you know about dark nights
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| Bitch, I’m Bruce Wayne in the game
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| You just perpetrating from the side line
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| What it feel like? |
| (Huh)
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| Metaphor game too silly
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| Punch lines way too silly
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| Fuck a Milli' now I’m comin' for that William
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| Hold up, wait a minute think about it that’s a Billi' (Woo!)
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| God damn, boy you know I’m puttin' in the work
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| I’ma get it, I got 'em and now they all hurt
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| I’m a let them know, I never let them know
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| They never seem to know that I am a master (At work)
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| Bitch I’m all up in it come and get it
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| You could never get rid of it
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| Every bit of it in this motherfucker
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| Like I’m in the middle of little Italy
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| A lot of shit was never given to me
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| That shits a fallacy told by the enemy
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| Trying to get ahead of me
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| They dead me, everybody dead me
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| Everybody know that Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino,
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| from Maryland to Reno
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| We know Tarantino a killer
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| But the Young Sinatra got you by the neck
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| And the spirit the second they hear it
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| They fear it as soon as they get near it
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| Everybody revere it like
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| Tell me-tell me-tell me what you know about real life, real life
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| Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights
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| Bitch I’m Bruce Wayne in the game
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| You just perpetrating from the side line
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| What it feel like, feel like
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| Metaphor game too silly
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| Punch lines way too silly
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| Fuck a Milli' now I’m comin' for that William
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| Hold up, wait a minute think about it that’s a Billi'
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| Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the King now!
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| Nobody want to step up in the ring now
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| I sacrificed my twenties now that money ain’t a thing now
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| Now that money ain’t a thing
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| Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the King now!
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| Nobody want to step up in the ring now
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| I sacrificed my twenties now that money ain’t a thing now
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| Now that money ain’t a thing
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| Everybody talk about my race on socials (Socials)
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| Make the boy wanna go postal (Postal)
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| Since I went triple plat' I only identify as Bi-Coastal (Coastal)
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| I don’t live life like most do (Like most)
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| Never did the shit I was supposed to
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| Not a lotta shit you could say about me
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| Yeah my hairline faded but my bank account will roast you (Roast)
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| Tell me-tell me-tell me what you know about real life, real life
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| Tell me what you know about dark nights, dark nights
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| Bitch I’m Bruce Wayne in the game
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| You just perpetrating form the side line
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| What it feel like, feel like Metaphor game too silly
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| Punch lines way too silly
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| Fuck a Milli' now
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| I’m comin' for that William
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| Hold up, wait a minute think about it that’s a Billi'
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| You already know what that is
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| Young Sinatra, icons inspire icons
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| Gold chains wrapped around my neck like pythons
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| The drip way, yeah
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| Yeah! |
| Greatest alive, I’m the greatest alive
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| I’m the greatest at being me, ain’t nobody seeing me
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| So, check it like CMB, thats word to the DMV
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| I’m straight from the basement, I made it like a villain,
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| I’m hated Word to Jermaine, this shit just ain’t been the same
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| Never simple and plain like a bullet to the brain
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| I’m blowing minds, yeah I gotta kick shit with this rhyme
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| Second I spit it so divine thats word to your mom
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| Sweeping these rappers up like it’s a chore, who want more?
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| I’ll leave anybody two times four
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| Dropping pounds in London like I lost weight
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| My mindstate, is like a freight when I rhyme
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| Check the state of mind
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| Yeah, my train of thought is never off the track
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| When I drop it, so stop it I’m killin' 'em like a virus
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| After they dead I’m still in 'em, who feelin' 'em, everybody now
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| It’s never nothin' like the first time,
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| nothin' like your first rhyme Nothin' like you’re in there nuttin' for the
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| first time
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| That’s the type of shit they never tell you now
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| Bitches come and go I know I know you can’t fuck with this flow Bobby Tarantino
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| gettin' a C note
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| Oh yeah there he go
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| Tell me they love it they want it they need it
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| I never been defeated, no never given up
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| Do what I do how I do gotta live it up
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| This shit right here on the real, I can’t get enough
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| God damn, uh, I’m the motherfuckin' man
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| Went from gettin' close to the gang
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| To sipping champagne on a plane
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| Do what you love in life and never second guess it
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| Even when haters protest it now
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| You ever wonder what it means to
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| You Ever wonder what it, uh
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| You ever wonder what it means to finally limit your dreams
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| Then realize that everything, it just ain’t what it seems
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| Uh, yeah, I thought I wanted to be the greatest alive
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| Until I realized that being the greatest is just a lie
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| Like the opening words in this verse
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| That as soon as they disperse make other rappers converse
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| I’m glad to put in you a hearse, real talk fuck rap
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| I hate and I love it 'cause it’s so negative
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| Everybody selfish, nobody wanna give
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| A helping hand to the next man, well fuck you then
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| Fuck your ethnicity we all one
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| 'Cause when my last album dropped you know we all won
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| Yeah that shit went number 1 so everybody won I said
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| «Yeah that shit went number 1 so everybody won"(Yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song ICONIC , by - Logic. Song from the album YSIV, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп