Logic, Jesse Boykins Iii - Paradise lyrics

Chuch, yeah now this that
Yeah, yeah

Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious
Hella vicious
I wonder where is this, hold up
Get the fuck out my business, show enough
We roll up then load up
Just a bastard born out of wedlock
Close to the Earth like a dreadlock
Got my sites on deadlock
Visions of my enemy in a headlock
Feel like I'm livin' in Bedrock
Surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food for thought
My school ain't taught me good
No ingredients in my hood
But a tablespoon of this baking soda
Gon' make it good, like it should
That's ignant isn't it, hold up wait
Now take a look at my pigment
Tell me again, we can never be kin
Based on the color of my skin
Matter of fact your lips ain't thin
That's a club I don't wanna be in
My DNA get done integrated
My God it's innovative
That's a million miles
Away from administrative
I fuckin' hate it, anyway long ago
Way back in the day in a
Place called West Deer Park i was like 5
Sit in my mama lap while she would drive
Police would knock on the door, I would hide
Then they would talk to me and I would lie
Hopin' I, don't die on this side of a 45
Then they would handcuff my mama
And take her away over down on the driveway
Fast forward a couple of years
And I'm bumpin' that Sade
Fast forward a couple of more and
I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
By Sinatra, so high, so high, oh my, God damn
Now I'm a grown man, oh man
What the fuck done happened to the plan
I know
As soon as I write this I might just go crazy
(crazy)
Anything but lazy, I can't sleep (why)
Cause if I do, there's another motherfucker
Wide awake on the creep tryna kill
You and he will too
We livin' like civilized people
But far from equal i hope I live a long life
And get to see my sequel my son
My seed watch him grow and
Then watch him lead
Let me proceed, bumpin' that Californication
By the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
Who, him? yeah, me, I be the God MC

Follow me to paradise follow, follow me
Follow me to paradise follow me to paradise
Follow, follow me follow me to paradise

I remember my life long ago in my adolescence
I could feel the presence in my residence
Hesitant even thought it was evident
I should get the fuck
I know something is wrong
Yeah, I know something is wrong
Feel like my mind gone i know I play along
I might drown in this song
Huh, I'm so focused, huh
I know you know this
Uh, when I make a move and
Feel like no one notice
Uh, when I quit my job, uh, I fuckin' noticed
Shit maybe then I'm noticed, huh
But maybe not
Feel like this minimum wage is contagious
So outrageous my age is on my mind
Walking to work and I go blind
Sippin' on that Kool-Aid
Gettin' big wig money, that's toupée
Look around and see people with no class
Like snow on a school day
Y'all can't do what I do, do what I do
Starin' out this window like
Like Erykah Badu
Livin' life how I do is crazy
This shit never amaze me
But, I still let it phase me
And I don't know why
All I know is my mind racing
A million miles a minute
The second I'm in it
Yeah, I be pacing, bitch I'm back again
Been here since way back when
Now let that shit begin, yeah

This album two but this song
Was written before the first
My mind racing, I'm sick of pacing
I feel the thirst
Of those around me that down me
And pray on my demise
But it only makes it that
Much better when I rise

This for the people that been through
It and couldn't do it
Had a vision but blew it
While haters screaming "I knew it!"
This is real, so real
The type of shit that make you
Feel like you gotta kill
Most of these people will never hit fruition
Paying tuition when they should've
Just listened their intuition
Now they wishing they was
Switching up their lifestyle
All alone with no one to dial
I'm just a man, I got problems
Understand, this is all I ever wanted
Yes, I do it for the fans and I ain't perfect
I've questioned if this life
Was even worth it
'Cause all the people care about is
What lies on the surface
And my purpose is to do it
Like it ain't never been done
Always keep it real and
Remember where I'm from, now

This album two but this song
Was written before the first
My mind racing, I'm sick of pacing
I feel the thirst
Of those around me that down me
And pray on my demise
But it only makes it that
Much better when I rise