(feat. Black Rob, P. Diddy) [P. Diddy] Let's go (c'mon!) don't stop (B.R.!) Let's go (c'mon!) don't stop Let's go (Bad Boy yeah) don't stop (no doubt
Went On Each Phase, A New Low Evolution - A Worst-Case Scenario Hope Is Gone Life Ends With Man Creation - A Truly Bad Plan Man Versus Logic Time To
your e-mail addressing I defy, any and all attempts at logic Gray matter material formulate engineering solids ?Truck the vat scientific frontage off of science? [El-P] Every bloodline is tainted, signifying malignant raps who with bad
No night to stay in Bad moon is rising again Dice rolls And you burn Come down I fear As that cold wheel turns I know what I know Sad Claude's been sleeping
t neither For real dog, I ain't no rapper on no soap box Tellin' you the sky fallin' but seeing the cess pool and diving all in Defies logic, it's almost
on the record That bullshit, that you spit on the record, real hard, man You sound like a dick on the record I feel bad, I'm a send you a bitch in a second
shoots your fuckin heart out your chest you see Im quick to let the hammer go click on my Tec-9 so if you try to reck mine fool its your bad time feel
Rounds like a ration Allied force stranded Stranded like a lord of the bugs and disbanded Better bring the band aids Hustle shit fantasy gun talk Erotic logic
Nickatina) [Andre Nickatina] Powerful...Powerful [Equipto] I remember he told me Calm down... [x4] Yeah, God forgives my soul when I'm doin bad The
My heart is hanging on every word you say Right now all logic's stripped away It doesn't analyze your sincerity It only listens and believes Don't whisper
say I'm 730, say I spaz out FB is ill, she'll wild out Can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?
hey hey hey hey hey I WATCH THE SAME PLAY EVERYDAY BUT, OH THE PRICE THEY'LL HAVE TO PAY... Hey punk! Dont think you escaped my critiques In fact, youre just as bad
a million Girls on the strap and you know that You know the guys will stop wildin' if you stop that crap But you can't,you want money so bad You'll jock
din" [Verse 2] Bless the day that the God was born two, twenty-nine, seventy-six This cocaine was heavily mixed And all them niggaz had a fixation for bad
it's me, myself Like I don't ever want to breathe if it requires assistance Just, just shut down my system I'm a victim of choosin' bad love, bad luck
emcees that rock that shit Pimpin' talk and jump and knock that shit "Louis Logic, L-L-Fudge, Ikon the verbal hologram" [Verse 2: Louis Logic] I spread
but I stood my ground Bitch, I get it up myself you just put it down They say I put my whole on display to my dismay Stop it you carryin on without logic