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Therapy Music - Logic/Russ
Lyrics by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Russell Vitale/Benny Maupin/Bill Summers/Blackbird Mcknight/Michael Clark/Paul Jackson
Composed by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Russell Vitale/Benny Maupin/Bill Summers/Blackbird Mcknight/Michael Clark/Paul Jackson
Yeah
My anxiety was takin' over yeah
Remove the devil let my faith go feel
It slide like it's Amendola come on
I finally made it to the field of my dreams
And I let ghost play around in my head like
I'm Ray Liotta d**n
A Yankee owner I got stripes in this game
Hot headed but got ice my veins arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four
And three more are bein' cracked facts
That was the life that
I was leadin' back before I went to therapy
And we unpacked I wasn't really needin' that
I was needin' validation
Which I agree is whack
Mad at my therapist like
I agree with that haha
Here's the kicker though my therapist is me facts
Complainin' 'bout my problems how American of me
There's a scarcity of free thinkers yeah
It's all group thoughts sheep
That's what they think yeah
That's not what you thought psst
Before you saw the popular vote
You scared that the world'll leave you
If you rockin' the boat
So you don't P***y
All aboard now you safe in here
But you don't even recognize
Your own face in here
Independent with a major budget uh huh
You ain't mad at me you mad your lady love it
We should change the subject uh huh
I swayed the public like
I'm rappin' on the radio
Long hair and lookin' like
I'm supposed to be on Game of Thrones HBO
But every time I talk
It makes the news like The Daily Show
I'm wavy so of course you wanna cruise
I call it Katie Holmes
All my dreams are comin' true
That's somethin' I innately know
Labels feedin' artists soul diets like paleo
Meanwhile I'm feedin' myself
Had a nightmare last night that
I was sleep with myself yeah yeah
Oh God
I keep my ego in check
Just me and this instrumental pumpin'
Through this cassette deck
Money don't represent my rank
Yeah Logic rose from jack but even the Titanic sank
I seen cats with egos bigger than cruise ships lose it
Gain power and abuse it
Same to take my kindness for weakness and confuse it
Same type don't know
I stay with a gat and know how to use it
Used to be addicted to likes by
The likes of people I ain't even liked
Anxiety readin' comments ain't have me readin' right
Trapped in the Matrix Black Neo back to the basics
Now everything I do is off the grid
They just can' trace it
Face it I used to love rap now all
I love is my family the fake
Only engulfed in darkness can you see
The light like common sense
But to my defense that way of thinkin' past tense
Life's a and can get screwed like
When you campin' that's in' in tents
On tour the fans screamin' the West like cravin'
You know I deal with that'll make
The average man's chest cave in
On the scene daily this just in word to Hailey
I write about the world around me like a journalist
It's funny how people that
Don't listen to me concerned with this
It's 'cause they have to be
These motherers weaker than muscle atrophy
This life feels like a simulation man
It has to be
Walked through the world the whole
Is just one giant catastrophe
Speak on mental health the people laughed
At me that's why I tapped out
Retired 'cause I felt rapped out
Feel like people more connected with
That's not what rap's about so I mapped out
Just me and my fam I don't give a d**n
Livin' day to day just like the normal man I am
Bringin' it back to the reason
I began it from the start
Spillin' syllables at will
At the open mic after dark
Hangin' with cats that stay
With the iron like they Tony Stark
We recognize when the phonies talk why
Real G's fly in silence like gnats G7 raps
Retired now I'm back I relapsed
We bringin' that heat back
Like July that real no two-ply
I've been plottin' and plannin'
Whatever they been demandin'
I grab the cannon and ran in the lyrical phantom
Jumpin' out the plane tandem
Flow so effortless it seems like it happens at random
My greed expand bigger I Bruce Banner 'em
I hit you with the buckshot then the Chapelle slug
Hustle music like some of my brothers still hustle **s
I'm the unsung did it for money
Made the money now I do it for fun
Music will forever be a part of me
I do this from the heart from the circumflex artery
My bank account is seven digits like I won the lottery
But that don't navigate the way
I shape the game like pottery
So hold up grab the gat reload
The Rattpack be my soldiers
Yeah I'm older but I be wiser
Around now open your eyes up
Now these haters claim
I fell from grace a couple years back
Still at the top where I been at
Eight miles from the surface of
Earth feelin' infinite
Don't gotta get into that
Who's the illest on a track
Rewind it now and listen back
Wanna know who the best is
I give you forty-four guesses
It doesn't matter and
It never did it never does it never will
That's why I retired
It's impossible to fulfill
Just a hamster wheel
Full of cats that never sit still
Oh no for real
Woo
