24 Freestyle - Logic Remix

10/30/2019

 

Been wanting to remix this beat a long time now and it came up on a playlist for me so aye.

a quick fun one to look back on one day-maybe revise/remix-mix. Aye?

 

hi, my name's doug the bug,

i'm just gonna sit here and spit loads of nonsense

no really, i'm just gonna sit here and spit loads of nonsense

'cause I try my best all the time and yet noone gets me they just scoff like buttheads

wonder where's their mustache, cut off snakes like weeds, dead

hate all you bastards man

fatalities casualities i'm no stranger to danger better say your last words man

get bitches dumb finer than Castro man-

sike, I'm fine being dumb

I've mastered my craft-let me switch topics like a switch razor before I get on some other shit

I flow like a tropical popsicle, yo, I get wicked and like I said dangerous situations don't phase me I'm more ready laboring harder than my mother did

don't like it? suck on a melted garlic butter stick-

like the shit just couldn't be salvaged,-

on the mic I spit, trust me Flutten isn't ready for my BabyRage,-

send that bitch to lumbridge-wait for me

we Gawne on a date, i'm quick to come back on some shit like okay wait for me,

Verizon wireless

i'ma broaden my horizons like ice poseidon's-sort of like my mother did when she thought she could plan my life out

Young Jedi, Suffocating my guardian angels in my sleep I'm strangling myself now

'cuz like I told IcBlac on Rappad I always hated life

shit happens though, accidental flatulence just snap back give 'em h'all a taste, serrated knife,-

you see what I mean now bro? *nah, y'all fuckin' weenies*,-

well probably, but it's too late cause you're not here to let me hear one of your freestyles bro, *fuckin' genius*,-

so i'ma freestyle yo,-*suck a penis i mean uhhhh*

Nany mc fee fi fo-there once was a boy with an umbrella,-

arrogance had him thinking he could hatch a ploy to be famous-but he was just jealous

his lust for rap had him in a shitty predicament

end of story, now just something I laugh at sad, a product of my environment-I don't need attention or friction

from static for status writing diss tracks n-homie I'm past that

open barrel of apples-let's see you dunk, and which of you surface last-fuckin' labrats-

where's your gat at?

I don't need street credit or beef to settle

I just eat beats for reddit and keep it brief what covers my butthole,-

raunCHY hoes dress scantily I can't just let 'em slide

lingerie clothesless fantasy eye candy trust fled from you right the moment you saw her,

Mister Mammal couldn't control her,-and

don't tell me about Eminem I'm surpassed him

Don't tell me about Flutten-one day she'll be streaming on LiveJasmin

and that's not a diss-I support you anything you do girl

it's hard to know what it is-in this self important stupidly clingy cruel world

whores groupies wack M.Cs diss me-go ahead it's your funeral-

i'm just having fun toe taggin' baggin' the beat up

you truly believe I didn't learn from that last line? Go back to graduate school-I don't need to repeat my shit-nyeh

get lost

I havn't...oh shit it's 5:06 i'm late or dinner i'll b.r.b

okay they're gonna serve..chili at 5:30.

 

Imagine a buddhist monk rapping

now imagine the most passionate m.c and funkiest nappy-headed monster terrorizing the rap game

Fuck Yugioh bars though, regret nothing blam the ruger, I consider not masturbating and abstaining-I hate fame,-

no sloppy seconds, no VI

this shit is in my Jeans I flow properly like blood to my erections, no Levi

I wear only spandex in bed and hug my anime pillow

Luke Gawne's a noob, no harmony just randomness forget a Goat smug as hell till you hand him an L, tell R.A the rugged man I said Hello

'cause I am the definition of a rap flow

back after dinner, yum, anyways repetition doesn't show, skill

lack ambition got no vision you're fuckin' trippin' like the Maury Show, girls,

get off my weenie I don't give a menial last minute shit about your dookie

I'll just go stand in the rain claimin' i'm damn insane belong in a mental asylum 'n shit getting wet-so keep your damn pussy

 

think you're special waitin' for a new chance despite the previous damage to your career playing around tryina to fuck with me

turn my back, spewing miscellanious residual hate venomous too damn unsatisfied with your image in the mirror-saying you look ugly

you disgusting fucking roach, I should light yo ass up

put something in your drink, make you forget I ever brought this shit up-yo,

you can't deny my skill no matter how you decide to slice the pie,-

noone handed me a deal or flattered me my only respite was how I'd make my ends by the end of the day-with mine

and mine only,-

mastered the harmony-and sound now I astound audiences proudly-

so why am I so lonely?

I don't need you

you're so see through-

inappropriate hair do-no punchline I'm done,-

you lookin' like Odablock by the time I leave, near death

you wanna believe Naruto before Hokage, I'm appalled you'd even assume I fear you it's clear i'm better one line's a nuclear warhead

I won't stop till i got two beers and more bread

a monsoon's brewing in my basement, wake up and smell the gun smoke-I blow minds-your flows bore whores dead

but that makes my 'job a little easier aye,-

sloppy copying claiming you're the greatest, belong in a hospital queasy and nauseated (morbid humor)

flame beats boy I was born to hunt, I ain't lookin' for easter eggs

you know my name, eloquent sexual deviant-just kidding, it's X

I wonder who you love more

tell me now, tell me later, I don't give a fuck-i'm over you stupid, Rushmoore

kush drawer, I don't got one

I fuckin' poor my heart out for you cunts and this is the thanks I get

thanks I guess, hunger pangs and stress

aint no country sanger I'm more or less a underpaid creative genius-no Taylor Swift-by far watch(YG)your mouth

starving artist 'till the day I die

carving heiroglyphic symbols in your skin-baby don't lie

i'll really fuck you up, i mean i'll really fuck you up

i ain't violent you know it nor do I condone it i'm all about peace

I just know this cold world won't let me out without disputes so i'm here for the long haul I found my place

call around 3, we're going for a ride

I ain't goin' anywhere without my sleeves,-but I plan on showing up tonight

low and behold, you were right