[Intro: Foundation for Young Musicians choir]
(Bobby Soxer)
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight
Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights
Just easy as A-B-C, that's how you make it right
(You have interfered with our affairs for the last time)
(Sinatra)
[Verse 1: Logic]
I am literally in the air, right now, rappin' up a stewardess
First class, I am so new at this
Used to ride the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the infrareds on my feet, baby, let's go
Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight, but the fans wanna stall me
Life of a don, chain just glowin'
Always in the lab with the fresh kicks on
I'm at the MGM, rockin' MCM
Bobby Soxer on my arm, it's only 10 PM (Hey)
Got the RattPack with me goin' HAM at the hotel
Name brand everything, fuck a wholesale
No, I am not materialistic
I was broke my whole life, and no, I don't miss it
Last seven years of my life was in a lab
Workin' every day, givin' it everything I had
Now that a brother is finally recognized
I will not let the limelight hypnotize
Everybody be sure I'ma always want more
Does anybody make real shit anymore?
[Chorus: Foundation for Young Musicians choir, Logic]
Under the spotlight, neither black nor white
It doesn't matter, do the dance, do the dance
As strong as you might, working day and night (Yeah, yeah)
Whatever happens (Check it out), (Is this what you want?) do the dance (Uh, yeah), do the- (Now)
[Verse 2: Logic]
The grind never stops like I'm runnin' from the cops
It's hard to stay humble when you're force-fed props
But I don't give a damn, I am just a man
I am not more important than any one of my fans
First name Bobby, so I'm all about The Hundreds
Work so hard, ery'body think I'm blunted, hah
Gunnin' hard with the mask and Glock
And I'ma stay with extra clips 'til the casket drops
Finna blow in the next three years, tops
Talkin' worldwide, not just hip-hop
Rappers now-a-days so flip-flop
Talkin' 'bout you, wanna work, motherfucker kick rocks
I am on the come up, headed to the top
Reppin' MD, and never will I stop
Me and the crew V's up, Visionary, what it do?
Step to the mic, lyricism ensue, we go hard
Only on campus when I wanna study abroad
Guess that's why they wonder if I go there
All the groupie bitches wanna put they fingers through my hair
Can't fade the thirst, chill out, woah there
Let me get it, let me bring it back
Haters talkin' shit but I get richer when they doin' that
Yes, I am pursuin' that number one album
Worldwide, and fuck whoever doubt him (Logic)
[Chorus: Foundation for Young Musicians choir]
Under the spotlight, neither black nor white
It doesn't matter, do the dance, do the dance
As strong as you might, working day and night
Whatever happens, do the dance, do the-
[Outro: Foundation for Young Musicians choir]
Is this what you want?
Man, what the fuck?
The way you move is a mystery
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