Logic, 2 Chainz - State of Emergency lyrics
Logic [Sir Robert Bryson Hall II] Rockville, Maryland, U.S. 🇺🇸
Tauheed Epps
[Logic, 2 Chainz - State of Emergency lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah 2 Chainz
Okay, I think these niggas is tryin' me
The irony, i used to iron jeans that
Had the heavy crease you know my destiny is
Somewhere over the catastrophe
You know your majesty
You don't smoke strong, that's muscle atrophy
That's such a tragedy
I see murder like it's Master P
Drug dealin' academy, summa cum laude
I made A's, rarely made a B
Watch 1080p, cost 80 apiece
I need 80G, verses ADD (tell 'em)
It was me versus the APD (APD)
'Cause they know I'm ballin'
Hard like the ACC (sweet)
I ride this beat like an ATV
To see me you need HDTV
Bein' broke is like an allergy
Ballin' with my homies now
Everybody know me now
But they don't really know me now
Yeah, this shit is real life
Haters talk shit
But deep down still wonder what it feel like
Yeah, you know I am right
I just signed a 30 million dollar deal
How that feel? Goddamn right, no
That ain't a rapper flex
I just gotta let 'em know
That money don't mean
Shit without self-respect
Built myself an empire you can have rap
I'ma set the whole wide world on fire
RattPack, that's a fact
How you go from Bobby Tarantino to
The boom bap? It's a trap
Bring it right back
I do it all 'cause I'm like that
You can't put me in a box
My talent put me in the mansion
Rap without Logic
Like the game with no expansion
Answer, damn I'm feelin' handsome
I ain't in the club throwin' dollars
I'm at GameStop
'Member used to sell trees on the same block
I went platinum and double
Platinum then triple platinum
From rappin', I'm snappin', I'm snappin'
They wonder what happened
They was hatin', now they
Clappin' like, "yeah, yeah
Bobby got the Grammy this year"
Call me Nostradamus, not cocky, I'm honest
Well to be honest
I spit the finest of flows, I count cash
You count hoes you'll never get
That's why your shit is counterfeit
This that Reasonable Doubt shit
Jay in his prime this a state of emergency
Now sound the alarm
I'm comin' for your neck
But first I'ma slice off the arm
Of anybody who ever try to bite
The hand that fed 'em i'm too powerful
Try to double-cross me and I dead 'em
Kill 'em with kindness
You too weak like "7 x 2"
So show some respect when
This muscle comes through, woo!
Okay, I think these niggas is tryin' me
The irony, i used to iron jeans that
Had the heavy crease you know my destiny is
Somewhere over the catastrophe
You know your majesty
You don't smoke strong, that's muscle atrophy
That's such a tragedy
I see murder like it's Master P
Drug dealin' academy, summa cum laude
I made A's, rarely made a B
Watch 1080p, cost 80 apiece
I need 80G, verses ADD (tell 'em)
It was me versus the APD (APD)
'Cause they know I'm ballin'
Hard like the ACC (sweet)
I ride this beat like an ATV
To see me you need HDTV
Bein' broke is like an allergy
Ballin' with my homies now
Everybody know me now
But they don't really know me now
Yeah, this shit is real life
Haters talk shit
But deep down still wonder what it feel like
Yeah, you know I am right
I just signed a 30 million dollar deal
How that feel? Goddamn right, no
That ain't a rapper flex
I just gotta let 'em know
That money don't mean
Shit without self-respect
Built myself an empire you can have rap
I'ma set the whole wide world on fire
RattPack, that's a fact
How you go from Bobby Tarantino to
The boom bap? It's a trap
Bring it right back
I do it all 'cause I'm like that
You can't put me in a box
My talent put me in the mansion
Rap without Logic
Like the game with no expansion
Answer, damn I'm feelin' handsome
I ain't in the club throwin' dollars
I'm at GameStop
'Member used to sell trees on the same block
I went platinum and double
Platinum then triple platinum
From rappin', I'm snappin', I'm snappin'
They wonder what happened
They was hatin', now they
Clappin' like, "yeah, yeah
Bobby got the Grammy this year"
Call me Nostradamus, not cocky, I'm honest
Well to be honest
I spit the finest of flows, I count cash
You count hoes you'll never get
That's why your shit is counterfeit
This that Reasonable Doubt shit
Jay in his prime this a state of emergency
Now sound the alarm
I'm comin' for your neck
But first I'ma slice off the arm
Of anybody who ever try to bite
The hand that fed 'em i'm too powerful
Try to double-cross me and I dead 'em
Kill 'em with kindness
You too weak like "7 x 2"
So show some respect when
This muscle comes through, woo!