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2024 still a classic

still bumpin this

2024... still jamming this yo

skibidi voyeurs

Same here

whos still here in 2024 then!!!!

Raheem DeVaughn is okay 😊

SINATRA

Album is a classic for sure

*STRONG!!*

If you mixed I'm sure you can relate. 💯🔥💪

2024. Good times on the skateboard with this one.

This song is so good but I can’t find it on Spotify 😫

Sheesh, still an amazing project years and years later. Zeds dead.

OH MY GOSH i have listend to this mictape so many times and i have never really listend to this song

brrrr skibidi cities aviv yes yes

I know whoever produced this beat was happy as hell when they finished it

huntin dollas like its buck season...oh my lord

I was 10 when this dropped, crazy to think about how 2011 was 13 years ago, Makes me think alot about how quick life moves, but when a mixtape can bring you back for just a little bit, you know its good.

2024 where my Bobby dozer’s at

when he say "exactly! thats the point", i feel like i remember that line from the matrix character mouse, when he talk to neo

Is there a live version of this song?

one of the best logic songs ever made, vibes are forever immaculate on this one, love finding my back everytime I do.❤️

Fire! His new shit is not the same

2024 we still ova heeerrreee

Biggest modern day fall off. Reincarnate this logic 😢

2024 beat stupid tuff logic gone always be in my top5

Here in 2024

Satin, Silk & Lace - Always is the sample

I know logic isn’t as good as he used to be cause he’s not hungry to rap anymore but I always says he’s the best ever just cause of his old mixtapes people will say he’s trash and then I ask them to name any of his old stuff and they can’t name a single mixtape so that’s why I’ll always say he’s the best and cause of bangers like this I wish we could get all this stuff cleared so we could have this banger on Spotify

To sample 4nonblondes u gotta come hard , not Easy Mac on ‘Kids’

ARG🇦🇷

2024 Anyone?

2024. still bangs.

still mad this ain’t on spotify …

I used to listen to this mixtape since i was a freshman in HS. Im now 25. This shit still hits hard

cool

Greatest vibes ever made on this mixtape

2024🔥💆🏻‍♂️

No matter how corny bro can get he will always have shit that hits like this on every project man bro has mastered the art of chill

La primera ves q la escuché estaba en el bom del skate, pase horas en la calle con esta canción por allá del 2013 recuerdos de un adolescente.

Who’s here in 2024

2024 here, and this is still as good as it was when it came out

Classic roots sample love this ❤

People don’t know logic if they ain’t ever heard this logic was most definitely in his PRIME back then

Lyrics [Intro: Frank Sinatra] When I was twenty-one It was a very good year It was a very good year for city girls Who lived up the stair With all that perfumed hair And it came undone When I was twenty-one [Verse: Logic & Frank Sinatra] It was all a dream just a year ago Bussing tables, and serving food, but y'all don't hear it though Now, I'm on another level, but y'all ain't near it though My soul bleeding on the track, so spiritual It's a blessing 'cause now, rapping is my profession, yo Set to detonate, I'm just waiting for my time to blow White boy at first glance, but when I rhyme they know Race don't mean a fucking thing the second that I flow It's been a year and everything I said would happen has While everybody that I know was out having a blast I was right here in the studio busting my ass It's been a year, I'm twenty-one, but I feel (Thirty-five) Yeah, and now, I got this I taste the blood, no one can stop this Second I drop this, die hard fans is finna cop this While the rest of the world follows through fiber optics I took my time, see I studied the game, learned how to rhyme I was around drugs and gats, but never delved in crime Had other things in mind, so I began to grind First tape was a success Locally, I got press But I knew this one right here would run the world a mess, but I digress A year ago, I was a younging in his room Staring out the window, looking at the moon, knowing it's coming soon But today, I board this rocket ship and sonic boom Cause I am no longer a seed, homie, it's time to bloom

Lyrics [Chorus: Joanna Newsom] We should shine a light on, a light on And the book of right-on's right on, it was right on We should shine a light on, a light on And the book of right-on's right on, it was right on We should shine a light on, a light on And the book of right-on's right on, it was right on We should shine a light on, a light on And the book of right-on's right on, it was right on [Verse: Logic] Uh, now, they lost it I found it, we leave 'em astounded Asking me how you so fly, yet you still so grounded? I replied: I died inside, resurrected a beast Leave 'em deceased, music's in my genes like a crease Got it, capisce? Hungry as hell tryna eat now Success is the only thing that can complete us Grinding to free us, the beat knocking like a fetus Close your eyes, open up your ears so you can see this (Logic) Now I've accepted I'm not from the hood Cause selling crack and busting gats don't make my raps good See, this is me, L.O.G.I.C. repping MD to the fullest Push us to the limit but never pull us, now I can't wait till I see my name in neon That fly shit I be on flowing for eons Every day, I take chances, Celine Dion Said every day I take chances, Celine Dion, let's get it I'm a diamond in the rough, but I shine like disco Surrounded by greasy people like I doused them in Crisco I haven't shined yet, so tell me where does the rest go? Up a million percent until they finally hear this though Bumping up in they city like, "oh my God, this go" My business getting better every year like fiscal Fuck the pad and a pen, a mic my only utensil I'm a original see but they trace like stencil A stain in the game, but you fade like pencil Biting off of my rhymes, that ain't even an insult Cause you couldn't produce, and in the end that shit's your fault It takes three millions years for a diamond to shine I did it in 21, see I'm ahead of my time Cause when I flow the crowd never roll 'cause I rock On the road to success, haters in my blind spot Cause I got no time to bullshit [Chorus: Joanna Newsom] We should shine a light on, a light on And the book of right-on's right on, it was right on

Lyrics [Verse 1] Hey, the mental state of a lyricist in his prime Spit divine, thought from the mind Poetic rhetoric that rhyme Leave punch lines that leave you conflicted and hit rewind Every time I spit an ill line, the world's mine Fuck a Matana Quit it the second I'm out the vagina Won't even call her mañana, sike Lyrical Unibomber, I'm allergic to drama Mentality of a felon, rebelling elevate While you repelling, only hate because I'm selling Who you telling? See I was on that raw shit While you was on that naw shit The people, they gon' toss it When that all they endorse it I just waited for my time to shine, I never forced it Strategically planned it like Peyton Manning way before shit was even real [Chorus] La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la [Verse 2] I remember nights as a child with my momma, hungry But my hunger for this music is on another level This shit will truly have you contemplating deals with the devil But homie I'm a king not a pawn I never settle Cause the strength within my mind is so fine I can bend metal [Chorus] La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la [Verse 3] Yeah, In high school I wasn't worried about them A's and B's I was trying to make the flow unkillable to obtain these Gs Murder syllables, yes I aim to please, so much ice they call me Mr. Freeze, sike All up under your girls skirt as if I was the breeze Flow Celsius I surpass degrees Homie, please And now I'm feeling like I'm number 1 Cause nobody made it in the game out of where I'm coming from Can you feel me? Me and my team devised a scheme to get the cream Following dreams, living our lives like movie scenes Started as a teen, sipping liquor, smoking green For music I was a fiend, my homies know what I mean Ha, lethal projectiles aimed at reptiles Best get your money in order fore' you get checked now (Yeah) [Chorus] La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la [Verse 4] Yeah, the beats my bitch, the mic's my mistress Fiance flowing I engage, don't miss this now Hop on the track, you know I kill it to death Fucking with Logic, it's inevitable that I will result in your imminent death Now hit rewind and take a breath, homie ain't nothing left I'm Gregory House and this game is testing my patients Been on the low like Freemasons Living amazing, if your shit is hot my shit is Cajun Divine white wine flowing, yes you know its aging You got sixteens? Ha, I got mathematical equations [Outro] La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la La, la, la La, la La, la, la, la

Lyrics [Intro] "Wake up, you bitch-ass Cracker-ass motherfucker, sike, nah" [Verse 1: Logic] See all I ever wanted was a window to sit close to And you don't understand but in the end you ain't supposed to I'm talking first class, 30,000 feet under my ass Living life on the dash, constant pursuit of cash Now I'm living a life that you and yours could only dream about And just a couple years ago this shit I used to scheme about Rehearsing for hours in front of my mirror Until my voice was hoarse but my vision was clearer See this that new school style but the flow remind you of them old days Fast forward to the present, rappers have no class like snow days Good God, let me bring it back to hip-hops first renaissance 96 Kool-Aid and Sega Genesis [Chorus: Logic] "Hey yo, hey yo, how you keep it so real? I love the way your lyrics make me feel" Roll it and get high, light it up and fly Feeling like I'm 30,000 feet up in the sky I got em' saying "Hey yo, hey yo, how you keep it so real? I love the way your lyrics make me feel" Roll it and get high, light it up and fly Feeling like I'm 30,000 feet up in the sky [Interlude: Erykah Badu] I just want a chance to fly A chance to cry, and a long bye [Verse 2: Logic] So many people think that they know my whole situation Conversations with people that handle public relations Nothing but hundred dollar bills and standing ovations Slowly pacing until I kill like that boy Jason It ain't nothing, never folding or bluffing Get money, fuck bitches but respect women cause we love em' Kiss em', touch em' and rub em' Fuck em' but never grub em' Hit it fast but then I slow it down like Robitussin Shorty giving me brain until concussion The club run out of vodka the second we rush in Never under estimate the power in which I'm busting My lyricism got yo girl blushing Ain't even touch her and yet she gushing (ha) Award shows, chilling with all my bros Three-piece Ralph Lauren and some Jordans, I suppose [Chorus: Logic] "Hey yo, hey yo, how you keep it so real? I love the way your lyrics make me feel" Roll it and get high, light it up and fly Feeling like I'm 30,000 feet up in the sky I got em' saying "Hey yo, hey yo, how you keep it so real? I love the way your lyrics make me feel" Roll it and get high, light it up and fly Feeling like I'm 30,000 feet up in the sky [Outro: Erykah Badu] Out my mind I'm tussling Back and forth 'tween here and hustling I don't wanna time travel no mo' I wanna be here, my thinking Say, on this porch I'm rocking Back and forth like Lightnin' Hopkins So if anybody speak to Scotty Tell him, "Beam me up!"

Lyrics [Verse 1: Logic] Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a get it right now, and never will I give up Homie, this is food for thought, you better fill up I'm coming in strong but this song ain’t very long So I gotta make you understand before the beat is gone Homie you are not alone, we are in the zone We are in The Matrix, full of that fake shit Make you wanna grab the gat and go apeshit Living in a world of lies I can't take it Needed someone to save me, needed someone to hug me Needed a whole world but nobody would love me And I learned from this that people wanna buck me And I've learned from this, to put no one above me I said I can't take it I know I'm gonna make it I know I'm not normal but I gotta fake it I swear I'm not cocky, I am just confident That when I step on the stage I am dominant and now I am begging [Hook] Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out, baby Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out, darling [Verse 2: Shy Grey] Sick of living in the dark so I'm begging for the light Feeling like I'm in a fight every single time a write Cause I gotta make sure that they hear me right Told me that I couldn't do it so when I pick up the mic I gotta kill it with something so real that when they hear it They can feel what's in my soul Lyrical coke-head, yeah homie I gotta blow But first, they gotta know who I is So I'm begging for recognition on the mission just to do it big Cause I ain't new to this I'm true to this Thinking I'm a stand up and roll out, homie that's ludicrous Not here to play no games, I’m here to stay and make a change In major ways, so I remain up in the studio for days and days Spitting out these razor blades, don't wanna place no blame But without you, I couldn't get to where I'm heading So to everybody, I'm begging [Hook] Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out, baby Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out, darling [Verse 3: Logic] Yeah, yeah, I said this is my path don't mess with me I didn't choose this life it was destiny God tested me to find the best of me And I know I'm going to make it even without a degree Cause the test scores don't mean shit to me And when you said that I would fail it didn't get to me Now I'm begging, public masses, please I'm way too proud to get down on my knees But I'm begging, put me on the level Fuck Illuminati, that's word to the devil Cause I am not about that, I just wanna love I just wanna grow, I just wanna learn The passion, it burns to write this music I'm so late that I just might lose it But don't ever confuse it, it's all so worth it I just wanna help hip-hop, not hurt it And as for my style I don't know how to word it Why do you even have to categorize me? Fuck it let 'em hate, let 'em all despise me Cause I'm gonna take this, flip it up and make this Something that the whole world cannot imagine Let alone fathom I'm from another planet I swear I'm not manic, listen to me damn it My future's in your hands and so I'm begging [Hook] Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin', beggin' You Put your loving hand out, darling Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out, darling