Fair Weather Fan (Explicit)-Louis Logic

Fair Weather Fan (Explicit)

歌手:Louis Logic

时间:2003-07-15

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Message post:6 10 90 never subject louis logic

You said it folks this guys clever

He got extra d**e rhymes and punch lines forever

His stuff will catch in no time if his production guy was better

And there's nothing I like better then new battle lyrics

My favorite jam is Secret Agent man you have to here it

I heard he got a phat review in a mag or two

And now the majors want him that would suck if that was true

There ain't a cat half as fat as lou and that's the truth who's stayin Indie

Or dudes with punchlines on major lables sayin any

He even answers all his emails if he's got a chance at all

He told me icons real name is vinny

Maybe when he's getting chased by a bunch of sweaty face record snakes

With chansaws and machete blades in pursuit like leather face and jason

He'll be the first kid who don't forget his place and sustains the basement

Anyways hit me up on my email if you disagree or wanna spit a free

Later dmx63

*door closes*

I said pray for the sunshine warmth today

But the cold rain cloud gon wash the sun away

You know this guy cries child but don't you weap

Cause mother son even goes to sleep

I said pray for the sunshine warmth today

But the cold rain cloud gon wash the sun away

You know this guy cries child but don't you weap

Cause mother son even goes to sleep

Well isnt this poetic faithfully

There's another emcee with major label fever next thing we know

He'll make a disco record

Louis Logic the next thing to grow into a classic

Its probably more likely Roy Jones will get his a*s kicked

He has made some impressive plastic but that's it

He never crafted a classic with an extended track list

Who tries to make tremendous rap hits on 12 inches anyways

He doesn't understand that this is hells business

All the labels care about is sales figures and your whereabouts on the charts

And rappers livin at there parents house

For tryin to invent a daring sound

Which obviously isnt lous intent to save you the suspense

His newest attempts a dissapointment and a clear case

A great unlistened enjoyment for career stakes

So here's the answer and the ointment show em no love

Your favorite d**k eating critic also known as O'Dub

I said pray for the sunshine warmth today

But the cold rain cloud gon wash the sun away

You know this guy cries child but don't you weap

Cause mother son even goes to sleep

I said pray for the sunshine warmth today

But the cold rain cloud gon wash the sun away

You know this guy cries child but don't you weap

Cause mother son even goes to sleep

So this is what you've all been asking for

I never let your small talk make me mad before

Cause after all when its said and done

Its as if these cats wish my only bread was crumbs

So let em front

Everyones a critic theese days not to complain

These little djs dis wax of the popular phrase

But the topics the same money s*x and guns

Is that less expressive from how indie snobs expect it done

When underground records come with three choices

They can't spit

You can't understand it

Or its punks with weak voices

And you rejoice at three joints of the 20 tracks only some were fat

Then you wish you had your money back

Therell be none of that in my wax or stage show

I make extra sure to stay d**e I'm spittin for your pesos

And kick them on the same flow to show you that I'm anti wack

Wether indie or major and their ain't to many fans like that

**CHROUS 2**

I said pray for the sunshine warmth today

But the cold rain cloud gon wash the sun away

You know this guy cries child but don't you weap

Cause mother son even goes to sleep

Blue skies and the sunshine come today

To the rain clouds gone washed the sun away

I know that things arent the way that they supposed to be

So I keep my umbrella so close to me

Younge Fella you wouldn't know a d**e emcee if the lord made them grow from trees

So some fellas wouldn't know a d**e emcee if the lord made them grow from trees

They used to love my s**t before the suburb chicks

Wanted to suck my d**k

Now the rain done came

It's like they hate the flow cause the radio increased the ratio

Its the same dumb thing

They might say my name to the sound that creates migraines

Which means I don't go counterfit to change my game

I got a plan to be fresh and even if the first families stressed

God d**n the regret I can't be supressed

Edited By Reolystik

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