Logic - Nasty lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Logic - Nasty lyrics]
Nasty i don't ever stop! Ugh!
Sinatra yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah cannon
It’s funny how your role model gets outdated
Becomes the old model
At the hotel, askin' for mo' bottles
Ménage et plus one, I’m fuckin' fo' models
Wordplay that elevates minds like Aristotle
Murci lago, whippin' through Chicago
All these beautiful women follow
Wherever I go
Million dollar deals on the table
Just a couple years ago
I couldn’t pay for cable
Growing up surrounded by 'caine
Like I was Abel
Shit was unstable, now Visionary's the label
Plus Def Jam, know who I am
I’m that motherfucker that do it
Just ’cause I can (The cannon)
Now I’m on a level that
Your elevator can’t reach
I got information that the
School system doesn’t teach
I got verses that your Sunday
Service wouldn’t dare to preach
Second coming of Christ flow, they like
"whoa"
Rapture you with lyricism, kidnap your soul
And changed your mind like
I’m penetrating your skull
I seen shit John Lennon couldn’t imagine
Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzin'
It’s the type of shit normal
People can’t even fathom
So much swag, kiss your bitch and she orgasm
I’m hazardous
You would have sworn I was from Nazareth
I’m resurrecting hip-hop like it was Lazarus
Real (I'm the one)
Nasty, all- all the time
Step to the mic and they
Gon' dread it like Weezy
Man, this industry is so damn greasy
Swaggin' on the track
They say I sound like Yeezy
But I don't give a fuck
Cause gettin' money too easy
21st century, doing something mean to it
Play this in the south and
Everybody gonna lean to it
"Greatest of all time" has got
A nice ring to it we do it for the music
Money ain't a thing to us
Been shining muhfucka what's bling to us
Most loved, most hated at the same time
Star player in this bitch and it's game time
Who you know lyrically killed the
Club in the same rhyme?
They call me Logic, motherfucker
Better know the name
I spit crack like Pusha (Yuugh) , Novocaine
We never dumb it down
You know we just numb it down
And watch you get up in your
Feelings when we come around
Grew up on section 8
You probably can't relate
‘Cause y’all just watched the throne
I’m tryna checkmate
I been shinin since before I
Brought them diamonds in, and
They talk that shit, they talk that shit
It’s so astonishin'
Y’all better swallow that pride
Like a klonopin
'Cause I can lay tracks with my eyes closed
China man
Real (I'm the one)
Nasty, all- all the time
Got a show in LA Sunday, then New York Monday
Looking at the BET cypher like
I’ll be there one day
It’s the Roc reincarnated
We call it Visionary
Fuck the world ’til I’m on top
We call that missionary
The game’s on pause, it need to load again
These rappers is reruns and we
Need a new episode again
Yeah, well motherfucker, this the pilot
So fly I recorded this on the PJ
Next to the pilot on a CB
Now you see me on the TV
Said this would happen back in the
Day but you ain’t believe me
So um, I'ma keep rising to the top
Never stop and finger fuck the world
’till the day my album drop
Sinatra yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah cannon
It’s funny how your role model gets outdated
Becomes the old model
At the hotel, askin' for mo' bottles
Ménage et plus one, I’m fuckin' fo' models
Wordplay that elevates minds like Aristotle
Murci lago, whippin' through Chicago
All these beautiful women follow
Wherever I go
Million dollar deals on the table
Just a couple years ago
I couldn’t pay for cable
Growing up surrounded by 'caine
Like I was Abel
Shit was unstable, now Visionary's the label
Plus Def Jam, know who I am
I’m that motherfucker that do it
Just ’cause I can (The cannon)
Now I’m on a level that
Your elevator can’t reach
I got information that the
School system doesn’t teach
I got verses that your Sunday
Service wouldn’t dare to preach
Second coming of Christ flow, they like
"whoa"
Rapture you with lyricism, kidnap your soul
And changed your mind like
I’m penetrating your skull
I seen shit John Lennon couldn’t imagine
Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzin'
It’s the type of shit normal
People can’t even fathom
So much swag, kiss your bitch and she orgasm
I’m hazardous
You would have sworn I was from Nazareth
I’m resurrecting hip-hop like it was Lazarus
Real (I'm the one)
Nasty, all- all the time
Step to the mic and they
Gon' dread it like Weezy
Man, this industry is so damn greasy
Swaggin' on the track
They say I sound like Yeezy
But I don't give a fuck
Cause gettin' money too easy
21st century, doing something mean to it
Play this in the south and
Everybody gonna lean to it
"Greatest of all time" has got
A nice ring to it we do it for the music
Money ain't a thing to us
Been shining muhfucka what's bling to us
Most loved, most hated at the same time
Star player in this bitch and it's game time
Who you know lyrically killed the
Club in the same rhyme?
They call me Logic, motherfucker
Better know the name
I spit crack like Pusha (Yuugh) , Novocaine
We never dumb it down
You know we just numb it down
And watch you get up in your
Feelings when we come around
Grew up on section 8
You probably can't relate
‘Cause y’all just watched the throne
I’m tryna checkmate
I been shinin since before I
Brought them diamonds in, and
They talk that shit, they talk that shit
It’s so astonishin'
Y’all better swallow that pride
Like a klonopin
'Cause I can lay tracks with my eyes closed
China man
Real (I'm the one)
Nasty, all- all the time
Got a show in LA Sunday, then New York Monday
Looking at the BET cypher like
I’ll be there one day
It’s the Roc reincarnated
We call it Visionary
Fuck the world ’til I’m on top
We call that missionary
The game’s on pause, it need to load again
These rappers is reruns and we
Need a new episode again
Yeah, well motherfucker, this the pilot
So fly I recorded this on the PJ
Next to the pilot on a CB
Now you see me on the TV
Said this would happen back in the
Day but you ain’t believe me
So um, I'ma keep rising to the top
Never stop and finger fuck the world
’till the day my album drop