Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 100 Miles and Running, artist - Logic. Album song YSIV, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
100 Miles and Running |
Woo, woo, yeah |
Alright, here we go |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
Money on my mind, so I’m too paid |
Real all the time, never Kool-Aid |
Sippin' on D’usse, sike |
Came a long way from G’burg |
Puttin' in work like Ferg |
New York, to L.A., Hawaii and Japan |
I’m the motherfuckin' man, 'least I’m feelin' like I am |
Got the whole wide world in the palm of my hand |
But don’t give a goddamn, I’m Sam, I am |
What that even mean? |
I don’t know what you talkin' 'bout |
Why nowadays everybody got a palm out? |
PLP, yeah that be me, and that be what I rhyme 'bout |
I have arrived, all you rappers are in timeout |
RattPack, where you at? |
(everywhere worldwide) |
I know you been waitin' for this world to collide |
B. O. double B. Y., H. A. L. L., and Folarin |
'Bout to take it back like Doc and Marty inside the DeLorean |
I am no historian, but here to make my predecessors proud |
All you bitch niggas not allowed? |
I put it on everything, I really want a cop out |
But I did good for a drop out |
Hop out the coupe, chicken heads go crazy |
Gotta sound swag when the flow get lazy |
What up? |
What good? |
Where you at? |
What you been on? |
Anybody steppin' to me, I promise they get shit on |
Better hop up on the train 'fore you miss the chance to. |
Hop up on the. |
hop up on the train 'fore you miss the chance to get on |
Mixtape Bobby, that’s the type of shit I spit on |
Whew! |
And it’s on now |
Everybody know that it’s on now (I'll be damned) |
Get in the zone now, (ooh, no, no, no) |
(I'll be damned) |
I said it’s on now |
Everybody know that it’s on now (I'll be damned) |
Get in the zone now (ooh, no, no, no) |
Everybody alive, everybody alive |
Everybody listening to this right now alive |
Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe |
Come on now, come on now |
Come on now, you gotta survive |
Everybody alive, everybody alive |
Everybody that’s listening to this feeling alive |
Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe |
Come on now, come on now |
Come on now, you gotta survive |
I said you gotta survive |
Gotta survive, gotta survive |
Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive |
Gotta survive, gotta survive |
Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive |
Smooth criminal, Mike Jack |
Throw a subliminal, put your women in black dress |
They was in Timberlands, I was reppin' them Nike boots |
Remember them nights that momma couldn’t come right back |
I’m on the path right now, put the plight on the mic |
If I write mine down, I incite my crowd |
I put Solbiato down (old time, old time) |
Used to go to Mark Twain, Mo County co-signed me |
Got many flows that any ho would vouch for |
I Got many foes 'cause many hoes be out for |
Had the Penny Foams, remember those was copper |
Had so many homies talkin' 'bout, «how you got those?» |
I’m Phil Knight in real life, I’m real Nike |
Flight club in my house, they not like me |
More than likely they ain’t got the heart to fight me |
It’s a lie, somebody seein' me needs some Visine, yeah |
Let me let it breathe, Saint Laurent level, worry never worry me |
I’m well aware they be wilding when they talkin' me |
They’re bitches in the ballot whenever I be on the scene, oh |
Hammers in the Uber, I be limousine though |
Diamonds lookin' fluke but I got the same glow |
And I got a juice back around the way though |
My chain like a penguin’s, Pellegrino |
We cold, we cold |
Used to be in Lake Forrest with the Kobe fro |
Eddie Bauer coat, Foams, and a load of dope |
Boat load of white hoes I sold it to nigga |
I was tryna survive, tryna survive |
I was tryna survive, yeah, yeah |
I was tryna provide, I was tryna survive |
I put 'em down every time |
I got some niggas alive, I got some niggas that not |
Pour a little of brown liquor and look in the sky |
Been the talk of the town, nigga, Virginia, Maryland |
Did it all for the capital, hope you haven’t forgot |
Hoes love me a lot, niggas hate me a lil |
Anybody can hear me for real give me their props |
Hookin' up with a couple models, nobody’s gon' try to play us |
The motto is get your paper and make you a lot |
Pulling up with Young Sinatra, I’m looking like Sammy Davis |
The MGM or the Vegas to shake up the rocks |
And the Stadium poppin', the Palladium poppin' |
It’s a fifty a place nigga, she thinkin' about it |
I’ll be damned |
And it’s on now |
Everybody know that it’s on now (I'll be damned) |
Get in the zone now, (ooh…) |
(I'll be damned) |
I said it’s on now |
Everybody know that it’s on now (I'll be damned) |
Get in the zone now |
Everybody alive, everybody alive |
Everybody that’s listening to this feeling alive |
Coming off of the vibe, coming off of the vibe |
Come on now, come on now |
Come on now, you gotta survive |
Everybody alive, everybody alive |
Everybody that’s listening to this feeling alive |
Coming off of the vibe, coming off of the vibe |
Come on now, come on now |
Come on now, you gotta survive |
I said you gotta survive |
Gotta survive, gotta survive |
I said you gotta survive |
Gotta survive, gotta survive |
I said you gotta survive |
Goddammit, I’m back at it |
Never had a breath like an asthmatic, I done had it |
Feel this shit, I’m an addict, back in Maryland livin' in the attic |
Flowin' erratic, bringin' the static, bustin' like an automatic |
I’m badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest |
My flow the fattest, hotter than the desert in Nevada |
And in the end fuck all of the chitter and chatter, none of it matter |
Pull the trigger and listen to the pitter and patter, let 'em shatter |
'Cause I’m rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill it |
The Ripper, he callin' and we’ll go and he’ll flow and you know |
He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it, |
talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it |
No, no, no, no, no! |
Goddammit, I’m back at it |
Never had a breath like an asthmatic, I done had it |
Feel this shit, I’m an addict, back in Maryland livin' in the attic |
Flowin' erratic, bringin' the static, bustin' like an automatic |
I’m badder than the baddest and madder than the maddest |
My flow the fattest, hotter than the desert in Nevada |
And in the end fuck all of the chitter and chatter, none of it matter |
Pull the trigger and listen to the pitter and patter, let 'em shatter |
'Cause I’m rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill it |
The Ripper, he callin' and we’ll go and he’ll flow and you know |
He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, rockin' it, |
talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it, no motherfuckin' scribble |
I’m rippin' and livin', strivin' to kill em' |
The Ripper, he callin', we’ll go and he’ll flow |
Listen, rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill em' |
Alright, we gon' do this one more time |
I’m rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill em' |
The Ripper, he callin' and we’ll go and he’ll flow |
And you know he pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it, stoppin' it, |
rockin' it, talkin' it, walkin' it, flippin' it, rippin' it, no motherfuckin' |
scribble |
Oh no, no no no! |
This what we gon' do right now. |
I’ma test my syllalbe ability. |
You know what |
I’m sayin'. |
I like to call this shit my syllablability. |
I’ve been sippin' on |
this tequila right now. |
This one of the last songs we recorded for this |
motherfucker so I’ma go off on y’all right now. |
We gon' do this shit in one |
breath, alright? |
This ain’t no bullshit. |
This ain’t nah, nah, nah, nah. |
This ain’t no editin'. |
We gon' do it like this. |
Are y’all ready? |
(Yeah) No, no, no, no. |
Are y’all ready? |
(Yeah!) |
I’m rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill em'; |
The ripper he callin' and |
we’ll go and he’ll flow and you know he pursuin' and doin' and movin' and |
groovin' and stoppin' and rockin' it talkin' it walkin' it flippin' it rip it |
like the motherfuckers scribbled it and I’m ready to go when I buy it then |
break it then roll it then lick it and smoke it and choke on it later, yeah |
Slicin' emcees like Darth Vader |
Decapitate a hater the second I spit it |
Say hell yeah |
Hell yeah! |
Say hell yeah |
Hell yeah! |
Say hell yeah |
Hell yeah! |
Say hell yeah |
Hell yeah! |
Say hell yeah |