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Y´all youngsters don´t know nothin´ about Logic
Back in my day, motherfucker, he was that motherfuckin´ nigga
It was Logic, Michael Jackson, Prince, James Brown

Logic be walkin´ out on stage in a white blouse
With two tigers next to him and dolphins behind him

Overnight, we ain´t make it overnight
I had plenty sober nights, why you think I sip at night?
O , O , Over , Overnight, we ain´t make it overnight
I had plenty sober nights, why you think I sip at night?
Watch the pen ignite
Open up, bitch, I´m loaded up, loaded up, what the fuck?
Always in the cut, eyes never shut
Let the pen bleed, fuck the feed, hopin´ they all remember me

Enemies, we all got ´em, only ones that are from the bottom
Who I love, place no one above, none above
If you was there when I was starvin´, you can pull up the grub
Over , Overnight, we ain´t make it overnight
I had plenty sober nights, why you think I sip at night?
Watch the pen ignite
This life is not enough, you´ve really made it tough
This life is not enough, you´ve really made it tough

Can´t say that I ain´t never had doubts
I remember them days, it was trapped out
I remember them days, no place to stay

Fast forward, the crib got a back-house
I remember them girls that went back out
Fast forward, I´m blowin´ their back out
Fast forward, I´m throwin´ these racks out
´Cause I know that I´ma get it back now, uh
From the cage of the stage
They don´t know the songs, can tell by the way that they rage, uh
I´m faced by the shade they throwin´
I´m knowin´ that no one can block the race, uh
Through all of the years
The growin´ kept goin´, like, how are you not amazed?
Uh, through all of the years
Bein´ broke as fuck, we finally got a break
Castro, Lenny, and Bobby, the energy godly
They lovin´ the crew, like it was the motley
6ix on the beat, like he switch with Tommy

Over , Overnight, we ain´t make it overnight
I had plenty sober nights, why you think I sip at night?
Watch the pen ignite
This life is not enough, you´ve really made it tough
This life is not enough, you´ve really made it tough (Uh)

Went from bein´ around the block, bitch, to travellin´ the planet
Took the treasure with the tragic, up and down this mathematics
Matthew C.P., never knew that we were makin´ history

Just did it for the love, the future´s such a mystery
Real all the time, be real to the grind
Never knew we´d make it through them dark days and shine, haha

Takin´ it in, rakin´ it in, money, we makin´ again
Payin´ the rent, now allow me to vent, now allow me to vent
Now allow me to light this straight, but shit can get so bad
Like time and space, feelin´ interstellar, feelin´ high as a propeller
Like I´m in a novella, like I am in a screen
I´m ready to scream, feel like I´m in between this world

And the next, it´s so complex
I´m talkin´ ´bout virtual space, I know my lyrics is all over the place
I´m writin´ my raps in a different way, from back in the day, not

Overnight, we ain´t make it overnight
I had plenty sober nights, why you think I sip at night?
O , O , Over , Overnight, we ain´t make it overnight
I had plenty sober nights, why you think I sip at night?
Watch the pen ignite
Open up, bitch, I´m loaded up, loaded up, what the fuck?
Always in the cut, eyes never shut

Let the pen bleed, fuck the feed, hopin´ they all remember me
Enemies, we all got ´em, only ones that are from the bottom
Who I love, place no one above, none above
If you was there when I was starvin´, you can pull up the grub
Damn, it´s cold as shit
Where are we goin´ in from?
Boss said he´d let us in through this door
Well, where is he?
He knows we´re here, so he should come out any second
You boys ready?
Hell, yeah
(What´s up, fellas, how y´all doin´?)

Hey, Boss, man, how you doin´?
What up, Boss?
Hey, yo, what up, Boss?
(Alright, Gravity´s got the camera set up)
(And everybody´s good to go, y´all ready?)
Man, hell, yeah
(Alright, the stage is literally to the right of this door)
(So I´ll go in and announce you, here´s your mic´)
Thanks a lot, bro
(Ayy, you alright, bro?)
Yeah, nah, I´m just , I´m just nervous, and still a little high
But I´m fuckin´ hyped, man, this is gonna be crazy
(Alright, it´s go time, baby, let´s do this)
Yo, Logic, you got this shit, kill that shit

Yo, it´s fuckin´ crack in here
Man, that bitch is bad as shit
(Alright, y´all, the moment is finally here)
(They call me DJBossPlayer)
(If you came out here to turn up)
(Make some motherfuckin´ noise right now)
(So, now, without further ado)
(I want y´all to make some motherfuckin´ noise)
(For the spitter from Gaithersburg, Maryland)
(Make some noise for my boy, Logic)