Young Jesus Lyrics - The Incredible True Story - Logic

Yeah, yeah 

What up Bobby 

This that 95 shit right here 

Take 'em back to the 90s! 

Okay, now take a trip inside my mind like you was off to Venice 

It's me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cooking like chemists 

Take them back to way back when like Dennis, The Menace 

Causing mayhem on the come up like a young apprentice 

Smoking weed and getting higher than a flight attendant 

Hip-hop descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant 

Got to pull it out for everyone that's in attendance 

Okay, back in the day as a college park tenant 

Still can't believe I didn't get a shorty pregnant 

Man, that's the definition of a life sentence 

A whole lot of beef, no bread, no lettuce 

Cause I couldn't keep it in my briefs, man that's pathetic 

Fuck all that back and forth, this ain't a game of tennis 

I'll be in my mothafuckin' chamber like the senate 

Scared to go outside but I know I can't prevent it 

I'm, forever alone in my mind 

See I'm a self diagnosed hypochondriac 

Either at the crib, or on the tour bus is where you'll find me at 

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Yeah, I know that I'm livin' like I got it okay, yeah 

But I swear that I'm not that neurotic over here, yeah 

Over here, over here 

Over here, over here 

Over here, over here 

Over here, over here 

Ayo, fuck all that, it's the fat young Jesus 

Flow prestigious 

Stackin' money and playing the field man like Regis 

Better believe us or leave us 

Grabbin' your bitches' cleavage like, oo-ah 

I went from surveying to Super Saiyan slayin' the man 

Bitches want an autograph, I sign them titties in crayon 

Like goddamn 

It's me and B-I-G-L-N-B-O cooking like chemists 

(It's me and B-I-B-I-B-I-G L-N-B-L-N-B-O) 

Photos 

Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie 

Sippin' on a martini, takin' my pick at bitches like eenie meenie 

I'm unscannable, young cannibal 

Eat wack MCs like Hannibal 

Cause Joe Pesci's my spirit animal 

Over here, over here 

Over here, over here 

Over here, over here 

Over here, over here 

Okay the flow delicious, bounty huntin' like Sid Vicious 

The young Spiegle, interstellar with my retrieval 

Furthest from evil, I throw this shit back like medieval 

I spit at it like a Baretta, you know I get better by givin' the people 

Not a fuck given, check the method, that's how we livin' 

Always been driven, out of sight and yet never hidden 

The Return of the Jedi, bitch I bet I do the show and catch a red eye 

Ho I said I leave 'em dead, I know I do 

This shit is overdue Pass me the fifth and I'm comin' through 

The B-I-G-L-E-N-B-O on the way to Rio 

Ay dios mio, lookin' for a Latin Leo 

To hold a brother down like the white man 

Fuck that, nigga 

Ayo enough's enough, man of my word, I never bluff 

Even in a pair of cuffs know we always keep it real 

Like goddamn, don't even step like I ain't the man 

I'm just 301 reppin', second I step in Maryland 

I gotta conceal it like a murder weapon 

I kept in the glove, Ratt Pack you know it's all love 

We the realest so fuck you if you ain't feel this 

Throw a Molotov in your crib and tell them bitches to bill us 

We the illest 

Finger fuck a critic, shit is darker than The Chronicles of Riddick 

Yes I did it, while they bit it, you know we got it 

Smack you with the palm, save the back for your mom 

Sound the alarm, you know we got it goin' on