Paul Rodriguez - Logic

Wow, I can't believe this motherfucker Logic's making me do this right now

So I came over, we were supposed to watch 500 Days of Summer

Um, I brought some Macallan 18, I brought some Jordan SBs, and 6ix turns over and says, "Hey, I think I got a beat for Ultra 85"

He plays it, Logic goes crazy, and next thing you know, history's made

I'm Paul Rodriguez and I approve this message

Heh heh heh, ayo, this that Tony Hawk Pro Skater soundtrack type-beat

Welcome to Ultra 85 (Woo)

What's up, what's happenin', bitch, we live

Probably thought you'd never see the day of Ultra 85

It's been a minute, but baby, yeah now we in it, what's that?

The past, the present, the future, and yes, the beyond

I know you thought it was over, but you know it, now it's on

I was scared for years to try to do this album

How you follow up a classic, what's the outcome?

Failure and tragedy, now everybody's mad at me

'Cause I ain't make a carbon copy of my last shit

Fuck the past, we past it

Boy snappin' like he elastic, listen

Feel the freedom, you can take 'em out the field and lead 'em

But you can't make 'em drink, bitch, I'm being me, the fuck you think this is?

I am, I mean I'm is, everything that they said I wasn't

We cookin' but ain't no oven, they say they hate me, I love 'em

Come now boys, sound the alarm, we brothers in arms, fuck that beef shit

Y'all ridin' a wave, fuck that reef shit

Fuck all the shit they be talkin' about, we practice what we preach

We walkin' it out, no ain't no doubt, no no, I'm on the grind like Rodriguez

According to what he says, this shit don't happen overnight

They said Logic wouldn't be nothing, what an embarrassing oversight

Yeah sure, you right

I'm keeping it tight like in that pocket like that '95 Roots Datskat

Skibidi-hoop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop, stay with the gat

So don't test me, better arrest me

Used to want hip-hop to love me

'Cause when I was a child both of my parents would neglect me

I talk about it in therapy often

How in this game, you gotta have thick skin, she said let it soften

Be yourself unapologetically 'cause in this world that there right there don't happen often

I'm smokin' 'til I'm coughin', self medicate to the coffin

'Cause in the end we all six feet

So I'ma be catching wreck to the day I die on these 6ix beats

You emcees better retreat

Cut off my legs below my knees and still can never defeat me

Black and white like eighty-eight pianos

Lord of the Rings, my right hand look like Thanos

Hairline like Fantano's rockin' a yellow flannel

Y'all can't see me like Metal Gear Solid with the camo

This the freest I've ever been, critics don't let him in

I've graduated from the bullshit, pass me the letterman

Me and my entire team focused on being better men

Logic in the thirties, but he rappin' like he in his prime

Goddamn, we're the veteran

This is braggadocia at his finest

We've been through a lot of shit but deal with it then put it behind us

The rhyme is the illest, let's take a look at the skill list

Yeah, I'm the motherfuckin' greatest, I'm confident, never cocky

Don't talk to me 'til you made it, debate it all you want

But we know this shit is off the hook

Slidin' on this bitch like Paul with the Nolly, flip the crook

Motherfuckers don't know nothin' bout the hustle, bitch, I wrote the book

I'm a prodigy, I leave them shook, ones that know me know how much it took

Back rank checkmate with the rook, I feel like Magnus

Logic on this beat is murder, bitch, I'm toe taggin' this

Ultra 85, this the catalyst, that real rap shit

Lo-fi, boom bap on that trap tip, now watch the hat hit

That SV in '96 at the shelter, goin' batshit, no Bruce Wayne

Oh yeah, you know this rap game produce pain like I did Fahim's album

I made so much fuckin' money, should call this the green album

They used to be laughin' at him, now they out back after the show rappin' at 'em

You lazy motherfuckers ain't doin' shit, up and at 'em

Oh man, get after it, get at it, don't none of y'all want this static

Why you actin' dramatic? This ain't no Gangsta Grillz

I know you up in your feels, 'cause all the legends in the game respect me, I keep it real

I remember tellin' Funk Flex, "people call me a tryhard"

He said, "you know why, dawg? 'Cause they tried and couldn't do it"

So that's what is it, yeah, and every time they see you winnin' they have to relive it

Oh yeah, now come now boy, forget it, we with it

I'm goin' crazy committed, that shit they talkin' omit it

We takin' it back for these hip-hop heads like fitteds

Said it, I did it, yes I said it and did it

If you hatin' on Logic then we all know you ain't hit it

I provided various people with jobs like I was Steve

Kill the beat then let them grieve, I kill the beat then let them grieve

Tell me the reason I'm ripping it up on the microphone 'til I can't breathe

This is deeper than the things you can achieve

This is deeper than the chain around your neck

This right here 'bout catchin' rep

And murdering it every single time you put me in your deck

This that TASCAM-four-track straight to cassette

We independent now, puttin' the major labels in debt

Bitch I've been wet, no PCP, you know we be free

Fuck the algorithm right now, I need that reparation

They call Logic the voice of a generation

Sippin' scotch, facin' a blunt

Sometimes I talk about the real shit, other times I stunt

Sometimes depression takes a hold and rips away everything that I want

We finally eatin' but I'm still hungry

I know you feel it, you hear it, the passion

Swoopin' like an assassin, gats blastin' like it's regular fashion

I'm driven, you better fasten your belt, spit heat 'til your face melt

I'm one-of-one, these other rappers were made on conveyor belts

Watch yourself, Logic wildin', man, I'm not myself

This for Nas, this for RZA, this for Jay, this for Mos, this for Thought

This right here for Kanye, even when he be wildin' out

Man, I listened to y'all when I was broke and ain't had shit

Y'all were there for me even more than my dad, shit

I can say the same for Drizzy Drake, Kenny and Cole

'Cause we a family, this hip-hop tree is all I know

And you listen and are invited to help it grow

I can't believe it, used to wish I could achieve it

Never thought the day would come that I would see it

Not the money, not the fame, not the cameras

Not the chains, but the happiness

It makes me sad that so many in the game will never truly know what happy is

I used to think it was the streams

Used to think it was the plaques

Used to think it was awards

But none of that there facts

You know what it is, homie (This right here)

You know what it is, homie (This right here)

You know what it is, homie (This right here)

You know what it is, homie (This right here)

You know what it is, homie (This right here)

You know what it is, homie (This right here)

You know what it is, homie (This right here)

You know what it is, homie (This right here)

You know what it is-

Logic be wildin', T-Man right there he gon' style and you know I'm going bezerk

Everybody want it all but don't wanna put in the work

You want that? My heat work

You want that? It's teamwork

You got that? The dream work, no Pixar

Worth a hundred million when it's all said and done

Yeah, the basement was the kickstart

It kicked us to the stars and beyond

I do this for my wife, little Bobby and Leon, my son to be

We took him to outer space then we took him to the Wild West

I created this universe because I was depressed

Feel like I did not have a space to call my own

Fuck a tastemaker, gatekeeper, hip-hop's my only home

Blacklisted by some, top ten listed by others

This that summertime, Kool & The Gang, me and my brothers

Taking it back like primitive, tell me now who gon' let 'em live

Shit, like Hov said, can I live?

Ayy, check it, this that Lupe in '06

This that Lupe last week, this that timeless flow

You better listen when I speak, I'm at the podium snatching mics like I kidnapped Jackson

Lights, camera, action, blunts we passin'

See if you ain't get the message now, this whole song is about passion

This is everything I got, it's everything I have to give

If that ain't enough for y'all, man, fuck you, I'm happy

My dick works, you name it, I got it

I don't say that shit to brag, I say that shit to let 'em know

Kid on welfare and food stamps really achieved the goal

I made thirty million dollars six years ago

This ain't about the money and the fame, it's about the fuckin' flow

The love, the music, the people, the drums

The happy, the sad, the highs and the lows

Let me repeat this so all of y'all out there listenin' know

The flow, the love, the music, the people

The drums, the happy, the sad, the highs, the lows

The shit that most of these people do not know

I'm doing this shit cause I love it and I never won't

I make music for those who love it and not the ones who don't

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Welcome to the motherfuckin' future, ah yeah

You motherfuckers better buckle up man, we going to outer space with this one, y'all

Come on, come on, come on, come on, uh-uh

Come on, come on, come on, come on, uh

Come on, come on, come on, come on, uh

Come on, come on, come on, come on, uh

Come on, come on, come on, come on, uh

Come on, come on, come on, come on, uh

Now come on, come on, come on, come on

Knockin'— knockin'— knockin'— knockin'— knockin' doors down, showin' parts around

I'ma come through and show my wood pine

Knockin'— knockin' doors down, showin' parts around

I'ma come through and show my wood— show my wood

Knockin'— knockin' doors— doors down, showin' parts around

I'ma come through— through

Knockin' doors down, showin' parts around

I'ma come through and show my wood— show my wood— show my wood

Now

We're tracking you now, uh

Airship there, we got the Aquarius III and uh, we got ya

We're all clear here, Thomas

Before we had an issue with one of the doors earlier, but maintenance came on down and fixed that up

Alright, Tom, that's everything on my end, here

You're clear for departure

I'll tell you what's up I'm getting real sick and tired of this synthetic gravity so I hooked... oh my bad

So, you're my new partner, huh?

Yes, sir. The name's William Kai, first officer and man of infantry, and I take it you're this vessel's new captain

Yep, that's me. Quentin Thomas. Pleasure to meet you

Hey, Roslyn, please tell Mission Control docking sequence was successful and the Aquarius III is now commencing separation

Of course

Roslyn? Did they update the fleet's AI program again?

I know, right? Feels like as soon as you get to know them, they're on to the next

Initiating thrusters for departure

Munitions check

Quantum cannons engaged

Mission 1019 go for departure. Star date 2110. Mission Control has given access granted. Emergency systems green and fuel is 100%

Well kid, you ready to do this?

Well if I can be honest sir, this is my first time leaving Babel

No shit? Well, don't worry. I brought music