"Logic taught me." "So, uh... it´s been twenty-four hours. Got my money?" "Oh... uh, you know what, just give me ´til next Friday. I´ll have it for you."
"Oh-oh, uh, that´s funny. I could´ve sworn I said ´have it today´?" "Yeah... I don´t have it, sorry." "Oh. Well alright then... Yeah, that´s what happens man!"
[Logic] I´m Stewie Griffin And this game is Brian Beatin´ the hell out of em´ Tryin´, to get this money Check the statistics The chances of me blowin´ up are far from realistic Fuck it, I´ll risk it To have a chance at fame, I´d never miss it I know I´m gonna be famous cause my friends and family insisted
(laughs) Been on the low, concealing my shit just like a biscuit But it´s time to let off, set off, break this bread off Bitches I´m comin´ and I ain´t finna pull out All I do is get this money Cut these records and cool out My favorite night of the week to perform is Friday But I kinda see it as Louis Vuitton day Cause when I step up on the stage I´m snatchin´ mics like Kanye Too swift to book me for the night That´s Andre Three stacks, I do it big Take no relax, I´m spittin´ the facts Catch me in the booth, droppin´ tracks
Yeah they talkin´ bout me Yeah, I know they talkin´ bout me Yeah I know they talkin´ bout me but Never face to face, they evade it By rappers I´m hated Because I´m fly, while they just levitated As the hating escalated My flow, it just elevated Bitches I made it
[Logic] Young jedi, all I do is stack bread I Said I Be in the crib bumpin´ Red Hot Chili Peppers This right here for all my city reppers Fly talker, sky walker, get gritty reppers Follow your dreams, this life ain´t what it seems They used to tell me I´d never make it
Now my flow streams Across the world, spit lyrics, let them unfurl Poetic rhetoric my girl Got my mind playin´ tricks on me My eyes is closed, the ice is froze, I got it Hip-hop was never dead, but it was fallin´ And I caught it The way I process chips, you think my brain´s robotic Fuckin´ with bitches overseas cos the pussy´s exotic I went from switchin´ lanes in the rain To switchin´ planes with dames Poppin´ champagne, spittin´ game, and gettin´ brain
[Stewie Griffin] "Don´t bring that trash in here. This is my house!"