Louis Logic - New Leaf lyrics

We rub a couple young cats who make rap
Intent on new things
Till we pulled ourselves up by
Our Timbo boot strings
Now introducing, two unrelated
Kinfolk who sing
And rap like it's a family crew thing
J's been producing
Tracks so real they're more packed with
Feeling than a menstrual mood swing
Lou brings to the table, sprinkles a fable
And raw raps for meals
On instrumentals you drink
While you blink your eyes
We mingled by, single-file
And put our music in the aisles
And put the mom and pop shop kids in smiles
With our infantile humor and
Our vintage style
Folks in denial, they changed their tune
But not half as much as JJ and Lou


How can something already made great improve
We never came late to school
But may break the rules
I took the hate that fueled my first CD
And made a tray for tools
I use to improve diversity
So many MCs play the fool perfectly
And prefer to be untrained
In school purposely
Learn from me, take control of your
True means, a vocalist who dreams
Can open a new scene
Louis and J didn't just turn over a new leaf
This music we made is growing a few trees
"Whats on the menu for today J?"

"How about grade A music from
A group in it's heyday"
"JJ, Louis, and Dan D
Are using these plant seeds
To grow fresh music the fans need"

"Is there a chance we find
The beat? Never that
Better rhymes and beats mean what
We make better tracks"

"We let the stats do the chit-chat
Made 13 straight great so you would
Never have to skip tracks"

Is this the start of something beautiful?
Or have I missed the mark and we
Are just having fun as usual?
Probably a bit of both, I'm not
Into written notes, hitting notes
Or spitting flows that's just as musical
Whats the funeral for, as if
Every tune thats recorded
Is scored in a room at a morgue
You would have thought there hasn't
Been a suitable song
Or a dude who performed well
Since 92 or before
But, it's two in the morning
And i'm still awake
Doing some yawning with my head on
A song before the pillowcase
How many groups that conform will it take
To fill your crate up with the
Dead weight until it breaks
Rappers been running stealing plates
For 20 years
Children playing villain games in
Their older brother's gear
How someone wearing a silly clown
Suit from the laundry
Ever became cool is beyond me
And whats more we got used to believing
That 2 of 15 hit's constitutes an achievement
Nobody lets one rapper do the emceeing
You get crammed with so many guests
There's no room to breathe in
But, it's only the best J and I are feeding
'em, cause most of you left hot out
For mild and medium
That's why we're teaching them, to shine the
Tedium, and put a higher premium
On fine ingredients