The Logic Bomb - Bitrotator

I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up Haven't been driven in so long I wanna take the wheel I don't know what I'm doing But I wanna feel what's real I can't escape you No matter how hard I try I'm gonna make you See me eye to eye I sit alone inside my car No destination, I wanna go far 'Cause I ('cause I) can't take this anymore I really should pull over But you can't understand This feeling I'm feeling I can't deny you But I wanna try you But even in my mind I know it's on the other side I sit alone inside my car No destination, I wanna go far 'Cause I ('cause I) can't take this anymore I really should pull over But you can't understand This feeling I'm feeling This feeling, feeling, feeling (this feeling) This feeling, feeling, feeling (this feeling) This feeling, feeling, feeling (this feeling) This feeling, feeling, feeling (this feeling) Try to take away from it, but I can't stay from it Wonder what are people gonna take away from it If I keep it a hunnid I've been doing everything I want instead of the shit that they wanted Can't get blunted 'cause it ain't no fun Said I got a lotta pressure, but the boy weigh a ton, then some Don't know where I'm from, I'm done, felt shunned Fuck 'em all Left the game 'cause it wasn't no fun Left the game 'cause I had my son A lotta people that wanted to be you But I can't be you, so I gotta be me I'm the king at the top of the tower Wanna beat me? Hell nah, you could never defeat me Stand tall, never seat me I'm the king, kiss the ring when you see me (woo) I sit alone inside my car No destination, I wanna go far 'Cause I ('cause I) can't take this anymore I really should pull over But you can't understand This feeling I'm feeling I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up, I don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up

Buck, buck, buck, buck, booyakasha! W-W-W-W-What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name? Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin', "Fuck the fame" W-W-W-W-What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name? Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin', "Fuck the fame" Sellin' records on a major label But I'm still movin' like I'm independent Still respected like I'm independent I'm just talkin' my shit so don't get offended Bitch I been invented this real Been the same since my deal If you try to say that I'm changin' Wait for the album, see how you feel My third album, my Graduation like Kanye Music on another level Yeah, I'm tryna take this shit further beyond Ye I just might fuck around and drop this shit on 'em by surprise like I'm Beyoncé Got a couple million in the bank right now But I want my zeros beyond Jay Counting money like Rothenberg, VC Paid a price to be me Ain't it nice to be me? Ain't it nice to be free? Do what you want when you wanna do it On the real, it ain't nothin' to it Young man on his Alan Watts In a bookstore with my pocket watch Wifey, goin' hard with the squats Life good so they take shots That's childish, I hate shots I've been at it, Rattpack, get that shit tatted Fuck with me on Snapchat Talk shit and get clapped back Only carry-on is my backpack When I jetset like a war vet What up W-W-W-W-What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name? Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin', "Fuck the fame" W-W-W-W-What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name? Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin', "Fuck the fame" Everybody know I've been at it with this rap shit Fuck around with this trap shit But this next album is a wrap, shit My third album, my Graduation like Kanye Music on another level, yeah I'm tryna take this shit further beyond Ye I just might fuck around and drop this shit on 'em by surprise like I'm Beyoncé Got a couple million in the bank right now But I want my zeros beyond Jay I want my zeros beyond I want my zeros beyond Jay That shit they talkin' beyond fake Fact 'em right now he beyond fake I'ma take a minute and get in it so you know I'm in it This right here my house, you the tenant Everything that happens, I intend it Every word that you hear, I invented I've been living like a king I ain't worried 'bout a thing I've just been bumpin' that This why your girl on a sling That's the type of shit I bring I'm doin' this for the fans, so they can turn up in my absence Started a channel, already made a hundred grand off of AdSense I ain't do it for the money though I don't do it for the money though Shout out to Kid Cudi though That's the homie, you already know W-W-W-W-What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name? Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin', "Fuck the fame" W-W-W-W-What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name? Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change Still me and my homies and we all the same Still me and my homies, screamin', "Fuck the fame" I don't give a damn, I know who I am, tell 'em I don't give a damn, I know who I am Yeah they talkin', but I'm gettin' money for me and my fam This shit ain't that super deep Nah this right here just the jam This right here the jam This right here just the jam This shit right here jam This my jam This shit here the jam Five-O Triple-O

Satisfied Satisfied Yeah, yeah, yeah Satisfied has come to you Sinatra Big Pepe Satisfied Oh, you got the studio shout out Satisfied You feelin' good about yourself right now, huh? Satisfied it has come to you (Six) Hold up let me get up in it now Bitch, I'm here to win it now L-O-G-I-C, I'm feeling free, I'm finna bring it now If you know the words take a step back and sing it now Never thought I'd have to, but I keep the windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi? Last time I said, it went viral, I don't fuck with nobody And I don't fuck with you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause none of y'all know a fucking thing 'bout what I been through And all that superficial shit you love I'm just not into And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap shit I've been to Like the pussy, don't push me I ain't no killer, but you know the rest You think I caught the holy spirit how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no contest to all this wack shit, it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to rest And ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm still gunnin' While half of these motherfuckers still runnin' I've learned everything I've attained and they still 'front him Like God damn, I'm the motherfuckin' man Used to call you a hater, you a motherfuckin' stan Ain't nobody built himself a brand like me I ain't signed a shoe deal 'cause I'm waitin' for Nike To recognize all these youngins wanna be just like me Cut the check for 20 Million right now and we might see Everybody rockin' my kicks, preachin' positivity I get up, I get up I get up, when I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, when I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up Never address me as "Robert" unless it's about that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros It don't matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep 'Cause in the end we all six feet deep Meanwhile, I'll be immortalized on the six beat Flashbacks and havin' visions way back in G'Burg Every single one of my homies and me work Cuttin' had to get up out it, make a hit, forget about it Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody gave a shit about it Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit about it And back then I thought I'd be defined by how good I rhyme Not like these rappers with shit flows, but look good online Not made to feel bad for speakin' bout this shit on my mind Or called a faggot or nigger or cracker who wish he was blacker I wish I could face my homophobic Racist attacker and smack the shit Outta they ass as peaceful is possible It's highly improbable, it's stoppable But still, way too many people feel how I feel That's on the real, on the real, on the motherfuckin' real I get up, when I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, when I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when shit rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh Ayo motherfuckin' Trump said that shit On my last album but you wasn't tapping in Fuck a mumble let's make America rap again Industry don't give a fuck about rap or what's happenin' Fuck a Hype Beast, bitch, now who seein' me? Nobody reports the music, this shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with headlines to preach that Go 'head now boy and preach that Wash my hands of this negativity, word to three stacks So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the scene? Wu-Tang, get the cream Sinatra 'gon reign supreme Hoping your mental get out your feelins like dental This shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this shit won't be the same Fuck a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to prosper But deep down you know it's only 'gon be one Mufasa I'm the king, fuck the bling, but just might make you kiss the ring All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, I know it sting now Don't try to twist my words and turn that into some shit I love all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit Dropped my last shit, the whole wide world applauded it Game still ain't giving me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm heartless like Kanye in '08 Yeah that's word to "NO I.D" Now they all know who I be I'm callin' out Jay-Z to jump up on the Track with me and smack the whole industry Show 'em what that real rap do The ball's in your court, Hov I hope to hear from Guru, woo!