Logic - Mode lyrics

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Logic - Mode lyrics

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9] Yea fall in line to fall back Big L's technique, Pun's grammar Before the roof went in the trunk The ragtops sat back behind the head just like a gun hammer My sickness should remind you of Christmas Cause I’m always coming down with something like a young Santa Understand there will be no rematch The kinda a** whooping you’ll only have to open up one can of (Nickel Nine tha God) You ain’t rolling forward you’re rolling wrong Reaching out to gangstas to be gangsta you holding on I grab a hold of this 44 alone and let it go More than a 4 year old singing the frozen song Put this tec to your eclectic temple and wreck you with Then carve your tombstone “Heavenly father he wasn’t ready To collide with with a force to be reckoned with” Do you boys know who you messing with? I’m wit, messing with n***as from the midwest I stop drinking so I can start policing the block Nah, just cops smoke like pig breath Pac’s soul would come out if I died a big d**h Shoe connoisseur, who’s finer, your b**h or my b**h? it don’t matter cause you with my ex The name of my ex inked on you, to me homie Extinct like a dinosaur, you can probably find me Spooning with a dime looking something like Lucy Liu, something to my broom Looking like a huge China drawer I’m a motherf**ing walking hazard Find me in the bodying department When y’all rhyming if y’all don’t release, remind me Of Prodigy partner, y’all can have it I man up, lifted the can up k**ed the k**er who ran up scared When I was eight my daddy yelled down the basement steps You only gotta listen to me and the man upstairs Huh, cause I’m in motherf**ing beast mode Beast mode, homie I’m in beast mode (Know who I am) beast mode [Verse 2: Logic] Yeah, yeah, f** a black, brown, yellow or white it’s about unity While the media tryna twist my words, feel the opportunity to warn me f** ‘em all, b**h, I’m still doing me It’s you and me on the record I’ll detect it like an ineffective nervous system I never miss and murder my mission that the rendition I listen while my chain glisten I’mma get it like the word is ended dependent only if it’s intended to send my mind In a way I’mma show them I’m sending in The best of the best, no never the less I never digress I just keep it moving Finger f** who ain’t on improving we finally grooving On the way no way to remove them We constantly improving yet through rejuvenation I said juveniles run the nation come now f** your occupation Of revelation I’m facing, more secretive than a mason We look like we neck and neck but I’m far from adjacent I come so far from that basement They look at me and know [Bridge] I’m in beast mode (Then it’s game time) beast mode (I’m a beast) I’m in beast mode (Know who I am)beast mode (I’m, I’m in the zone for realer) (Then it’s game time) beast mode (I’m a beast) I’m in beast mode (Know who I am)beast mode [Outro] 5, 5’9, 5, 5’9 5’9, 5, 5’9, 5, 5, 5’9 5, 5’9, beast mode PRhyme!

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