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Logic – Homicide (feat. Eminem) testo e traduzione (al clic) in italiano

Homicide (feat. Eminem) - Logic

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[Intro: Smokey Legendary, Logic & Both]

Son, you know why you the greatest alive?

Why, Dad?

Because you came out of my balls, nigga

Hahahahahaha

[Chorus: Logic]

Fuck rap

Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic

Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back

Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive

Leave a suicide note, fuck that

Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this

I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby

I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies

[Verse 1: Logic]

I'm foamin' out the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out

Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about

And I dare you to test me

'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me

And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration

But I'm full of innovation

And I'm tired of all of this high school "he's cool, he's not" rap shit

Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit

No, this ain't a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame

Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame

Like a moth to the flame, I'm a realer man, a killer

Know you feelin' it, I sizzle when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself

Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself

Mass murder like this can't be good for my health

When I rap like this, do I sound like shit?

Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit

Yeah, I'm killin' this shit

Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit

Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit?

Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit

[Chorus: Logic]

Fuck rap

Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic

Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back

Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive

Leave a suicide note, fuck that

Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this

I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby

I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika-chika

Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady

[Verse 2: Logic]

There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide

Hit 'em with that (Do-do-do) and they die

We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide

I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes

No, we ain't fuckin' with that

Yeah, there's a time and a place

But if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps

Callin' yourself the greatest alive

Then you don't deserve to do that

No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that

You gon' get smacked

You gon' make Bobby attack