文本歌词

Disgusting (Explicit) - Logic/C Dot Castro
Lyrics by：Derrick Johnson
Welcome everyone to the sinatra spectacular
Yeah yeah you already know what it is
Rattpack boy
Castro
Logic logic
Sinatra
Real all the time
Pass the mic before
I jack it like gore-tex
Bust like raw sex rappers suck like vortex
The life of a don-we living like kings
And killing our pawns
Boy the seconds it's on don't know where we going
I'm flowing and killing this s**t from dusk 'til dawn
Just had sex with a middle
Eastern girl-the p***y was bomb
That last line made no sense
Like these rappers' careers
But I make dollars 'cause
I'm all about the fiscal year
Yeah you don't like me
I'll conjure up and summon all your fears
You wanna fight me I'll woop
My own a*s before you get here
Wanna write me
And tell me that my rhymes suck
B***h I don't give a f**k
I'll stab you in the gut call it a tummy tuck
You can ask my ex I bust quicker than two techs
Caressed by a kid with category 5 tourettes
In other words I squeeze with ease
Dot my I's and 'cross my T's
I'm a perfectionist the
Lesson is f**k everyone assessing this
It's hip-hop not to be taken literally
However on the light of note
I stayed with bills like hillary
My flow convects murder subjects with little respect
Best protect your neck
Before you play my tape better inspect the deck
F**k every other rapper forever
Ever forever since the dawn of time
Sike-I'm not that much of a d**k when I rhyme
On another level like duplex bust heads like suplex
Slaughter emcees then ask who's next
Ayo my crew next but you
Say you next so I guess we now
Priceless flow so even if I write
It's still a freestyle
Never busting gats I ain't
No gangster put that heat down
Then go and grab a mic and see
If you can f**k with me now
I got that a plus flow
I'm on a roll b***h I can't fail
Making money with my mind
Call that s**t a brain sell
Raise hell like I'm satan's
Daddy while you in here
Catch me in a tinted caddy
With a b***h from cincinnati
With the thickest fatty while
I hit the gas you lick it gladly
With the window down see other
B***hes blowing kisses at me
It's a fact that me and
Logic rip with vicious rap to list a wrap
We spittin' crack to keep the fiends
Coming back to show world
Reppin' maryland but I make
Music for the whole world
Seduce a chick with lyrics whenever
She hear it it make her toes curl
So sick I hope I don't hurl
If you love me let me go girl
'Cause no p***y come before my flow
Just had to let you know girl
Spit it so thorough and in depth
I bet I leave you impressed
Rattpack be my family
I f**k with y'all no i****t
Only interest is to blow up
And watch they hands go up
'Cause I used to throw shows
Back then but no one would show up
I ain't all about the money but
I want it homie sho' nuff
'Cause krispie crazy bout' the cream
You could say I'm dough nuts
I murdered my manager chris last night
We exchanged a couple words
He said some things I didn't like
I said okay then punched him in
The face with a butcher knife
I want more like ashton kutcher's wife
Now can you feel it they won't sinatra
Gimme what I want so f**k it I'ma steal it
I'll dilapidate you grab
The butter knife and decapitate you
Yeah that's what I said–huh
And b***h I did it
We all have thoughts like this
I'm just willing to admit it
I would never act upon these thoughts now
Don't you get it
It's like when a gentleman sees
The baddest b***h and thinks I'd hit it
But he never says it I'll dump your body in a dessert
It's the wrath of a psychopath clutching
A razor blade in a bath
Having his last laugh anticipating
A gash-the other night I murdered captain crunch
Right in front of Toucan Sam and a whole d**n bunch
That's life what can I say
I'm a cereal killer venereal dealer
And yes you know they ain't none other iller
It's logic
What you say mine to diapers
If I we all yours yours yours
Only last week I murdered a rock
Injured a stone hospitalized a brick
I'm so mean I make medicine sick
Seen a truck
Oh Jein I'm sorry
Lord you can and then nine oh
Nine oh
Nine oh
Nine oh
Nine oh