Logic - Raiders of the Lost Art (Madlib's Mix) lyrics

The first rule is we don't talk about
The first ayo

Beef with me and kill yourself
Bruce Willis Looper
Always stay with two black
Nines like Mr Cooper
That's a throwback reference (First rule)
Nowadays I'm working on nothing
Else but self-acceptance
Ayo, the world tainted
People try but can't explain it
Back when I was living single, yeah
I stayed with bitches like Khadijah
Sniping emcees within my leisure
My life was like a Tarantino feature
Jack the Ripper meets Jack Reachеr
Close encounters of thе word con
Spielberg shit, the world's mine
(Bitch ass motherfucker)
Just a youngin almost famous
Living dangerous thinking deep like a suture
Sometimes I reminisce but bring it
Back to the future (What)
Raiders of the Lost, yo
(Ayo, fuck you bitch ass motherfucker)

Ayy, I'm the big daddy
Smacking you up like Gilmore's caddy
Kyle in the cut making beats, rolling a fatty
We the boys in the hood tryna make it in time
Yeah, the concept is easy
Hard part is the rhyme
Grip the gat and blast away
The modern day Cast Away
Everybody th- (Ayo, fuck you bitch ass)
Everybody think they know it all
But, it's just all pretend
'Cause at the end of the day
We all children of men
And man has his flaws
Always running their jaws
A hundred miles and running
Come on and catch me if you can
Fuck the radio, we do this shit for the fans
Flow sicker than Covid
Got 'em throwing up their hands
Black and white like a reservoir dog
Twitch money, I'm the pog your shit flawed
Ripping through the city of God
When it comes to my pinky ring
It's vintage 80's I'm the lord of the bling
I can't fuck with you peasants so
It's more for the king
Industry too fake, we too real
They don't trust us (First rule)
We see through y'all like Ghostbusters
Got my deal and I moved to LA
That's the west side story
Logic known for staying positive
Like dads on Maury
A curly headed kid who finally
Met the world quarry
Everything you talkin' 'bout
Is straight irrelevant I'm Korben Dallas
You Ruby Rhod in the Fifth Element
I once was a diamond in the rough
We call this right here the shining
King of rhyming
Me and my homies, yeah, we all good fellas
Living in mansions
We used to be hood dwellers
(First rule, don't talk about)
Raiders of the Lost Art
Mulholland Drive on a dark night
Ready for eternal sunshine bright

Raiders of the Lost Art
(Fuck you bitch ass motherfucker)