Logic, Nezi Momodu - Introducing Nezi lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Logic, Nezi Momodu - Introducing Nezi lyrics]
It's not gonna stop (Y- y- yeah)
You can't continue
It's not gonna stop (Y- y- yeah)
Continue
Ayy, why you rappers so scared
To put others on?
Any musician I find
I let 'em shine like Tron
Press the demo and pass it person to person
Yeah it's on
Watch it spread like Omicron
Bringin' the doom like Victor Vaughn
Smash your nuts
Just your nuts on a dresser like Raekwon
Doin' it for the culture
Cs up as this lyricism assault you
Like a Glock blast, in my own lane
Smashin' the gas
You furious, I'm too fast like Ludacris
Bitch
Sippin' Sandeni in a village of Greenwich
I'm in it and feel it, infinite
With it, if you want it
Then come and get it
Steady in the gym
Nothin' but curls like I'm Hasidic
Too sick with it
Since back when my cap was fitted
But nowadays, you know I'm snappin'
Motherfucker
The Game told me we was
Just some rappin' motherfuckers
Word to Compton, all the way to Gaithersburg
My stompin'
Legends love Logic, peep my features alone
(Y- y- yeah)
Haters talk shit
Fans is like "Leave him alone"
Don't worry, RattPack
I ain't worried 'bout that
I'd rather be loved by legends
With careers that really last
Than accepted by some weirdo on
YouTube with a podcast
Retired, now I'm back, no fucks
Havin' a blast
Tell me
What do you do when you sold out The Garden?
What do you do with the
Audience you brought in?
What do you do when you made all the money?
Pass the baton and let the next
One take it from me
Found a strong black woman from
The land of Nigeria
The way she flows
These MCs know that they inferior
Helpin' other musicians is my criteria
Now let me pass the mic to Nezi
Show 'em something serious
Well, it's the lyrically homicidal, vital
Spittin' for your idol, vital
For the Gs, ain't somebody hot as me
Prodigy
Probably be on your favorite
Rapper in another three
Honestly, my articulation's an anomaly
Audibly switchin' these flows like clothes
Get big dough, when I rip these ho's
Watch the way I do's this
Murder on acoustics
Run for your gun 'cause I'm waxed
I be ruthless
N-E-Z-I, triple D, I stay up on the chrome
24s like T.I
Soldier in my city like a motherfuckin' G.I
My niggas got a whole lotta money like BIA
Bitch
Quick with the game
One hitter spitter is my fuckin' nickname
A ship that can't rip is my other diss dame
So don't ask me if I write
'cause my pen is insane
This a lunch-in, I don't gotta punch in
If I clock a hater
They can meet me in the dungeon
I be with the ghouls, told you, I'm a fool
Bobby ain't the only rapper
Runnin' with the tool
I'm cruel if I reach you
I ain't gotta beat you
I'll eat you
Big bitch spittin' in my name, that's Zepha
Pass me the reefer, y'all gettin' smoked
And if I'm not the illest
Who you feelin' is jokes
Huh
Yes, Logic, Nezi, Funk Flex (Y- y- yeah)
Haha, this is easy, this is easy (Y- y- yeah)
Hahaha
You can't continue
It's not gonna stop (Y- y- yeah)
Continue
Ayy, why you rappers so scared
To put others on?
Any musician I find
I let 'em shine like Tron
Press the demo and pass it person to person
Yeah it's on
Watch it spread like Omicron
Bringin' the doom like Victor Vaughn
Smash your nuts
Just your nuts on a dresser like Raekwon
Doin' it for the culture
Cs up as this lyricism assault you
Like a Glock blast, in my own lane
Smashin' the gas
You furious, I'm too fast like Ludacris
Bitch
Sippin' Sandeni in a village of Greenwich
I'm in it and feel it, infinite
With it, if you want it
Then come and get it
Steady in the gym
Nothin' but curls like I'm Hasidic
Too sick with it
Since back when my cap was fitted
But nowadays, you know I'm snappin'
Motherfucker
The Game told me we was
Just some rappin' motherfuckers
Word to Compton, all the way to Gaithersburg
My stompin'
Legends love Logic, peep my features alone
(Y- y- yeah)
Haters talk shit
Fans is like "Leave him alone"
Don't worry, RattPack
I ain't worried 'bout that
I'd rather be loved by legends
With careers that really last
Than accepted by some weirdo on
YouTube with a podcast
Retired, now I'm back, no fucks
Havin' a blast
Tell me
What do you do when you sold out The Garden?
What do you do with the
Audience you brought in?
What do you do when you made all the money?
Pass the baton and let the next
One take it from me
Found a strong black woman from
The land of Nigeria
The way she flows
These MCs know that they inferior
Helpin' other musicians is my criteria
Now let me pass the mic to Nezi
Show 'em something serious
Well, it's the lyrically homicidal, vital
Spittin' for your idol, vital
For the Gs, ain't somebody hot as me
Prodigy
Probably be on your favorite
Rapper in another three
Honestly, my articulation's an anomaly
Audibly switchin' these flows like clothes
Get big dough, when I rip these ho's
Watch the way I do's this
Murder on acoustics
Run for your gun 'cause I'm waxed
I be ruthless
N-E-Z-I, triple D, I stay up on the chrome
24s like T.I
Soldier in my city like a motherfuckin' G.I
My niggas got a whole lotta money like BIA
Bitch
Quick with the game
One hitter spitter is my fuckin' nickname
A ship that can't rip is my other diss dame
So don't ask me if I write
'cause my pen is insane
This a lunch-in, I don't gotta punch in
If I clock a hater
They can meet me in the dungeon
I be with the ghouls, told you, I'm a fool
Bobby ain't the only rapper
Runnin' with the tool
I'm cruel if I reach you
I ain't gotta beat you
I'll eat you
Big bitch spittin' in my name, that's Zepha
Pass me the reefer, y'all gettin' smoked
And if I'm not the illest
Who you feelin' is jokes
Huh
Yes, Logic, Nezi, Funk Flex (Y- y- yeah)
Haha, this is easy, this is easy (Y- y- yeah)
Hahaha