Don't Funk Up Our Beats 7 - Loose Logic - "Roman Columns" DFUOB 7
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Channel: Loose Logic · 2015 · People & Blogs
vote link - http://hiphopdx.com/dontfunkup/vote/video/1179 Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/thereallooselogic Twitter - @looselogic IG - @loose_logic Get Music - looselogic.bandcamp.com Recorded/mixed/mastered/filmed/edited by Bort Schrader @ soundsource studios in Oceanside, Ca LYRICS - Times are crazy I'm bout to flip and go off the charts/ Can only take so much like a looter without a shopping cart/ Lets get it started, the marksman picking his targets/ Media changing topics quicker than Kaitlyn jenner switching her closet/ I know its rude, but I speak my mind so you know just who/ Will through ya fuckin thoughts around the room like a focus group/ I used to battle but stopped to get together these songs/ no contest when Id deliver these bars/ My percentage of losses was incredibly small/ It could equal the number of men who have landed on mars/ Listen, punch and jab till you cant take no more at all/ N have ya eyes turn black faster than Rachel dolezal/ I'm john wilks booth while you tentative and watch/ Like Lincoln cept you wont even get a penny for ya thoughts/ I'm good with the pace, u think we cool then just wait//Bitch I'm known to flip fast .. just like good real-estate/ I really been thinking, my heaviest drinkin / Is killing me homie .. but never retreatin/ But steadily dreaming but everything is just turning right into a nightmare/ And a poltergeist is just right there, but I fight fair and I might go/ Off of the deep end and possibly leaving while treading this liquor and walking a tight rope/ Fuck it, hoes aint loyal so I just might try it/ Ya bitch giving me head and ima take it like isis/ Im figred u should know, it’s the usual/ Ya chicks swallowed so much sperm her babies have babies in utero/ On some serious intellectual music tho/ The medias a farce to hide the truth from the view of u/ economy's in the tank, cant wrestle with what's been said/ Cant follow these dusty roads/Rhodes the American dream is dead/ Ya boy too fly, im thinkin that ull retire/ Test me and Your in/urin trouble like a uti/ Bitch, yeah.. u thinking you can stop i?/ Cause that’s a bolder/boulder move than a rock slide/ Stop guy. Understandable, uve managed to have an animal/ Flip and change a cross between hank makoy and the hulk/ Aint no force can assault, me, ya core fans’ll know/ Im better than anything anyone ever brings seek destroy and explode/ The ghost writer that’s pennin fire to heighten u/ And yeah ill stop Whatever ails/ale’s you .. like a micro brew/ Who the god, im destroying all them/ Bitch If you spit bars, I spit roman columns/ FUCKA
