Logic - City of stars
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[Intro]
F E A C D7
E A D7 E A
[Verse 1]
D7I know that you tEhink this song is Afor you
D7I used to long Efor you and adAore you
D7My life was just Efine way back beAfore you
D7Now when you reach Eout I just ignAore you
[Hook]
Cause this ain't a D7love song (Ewoah)
This is, "ASo long"
You did me D7so wrong for Eso long
For so long, Afor so long
[Verse 2]
D7No, I never thought I could Elive my life withAout you
D7All you ever seem to do is Escream and make it all abAout you
[Refrain]
And so I doubt D7you
I Edoubt you even know what's on my Amind
I said, I D7doubt you
I Edoubt you even know why I left you Abehind
[Interlude]
I D7know that I've been living E
I Aknow that I've been living
I D7know that I've been living E
I Aknow that I've been living
In the city of D7stars, where there's Eflying cars
A Abrand new home for everyone and even life on Mars
In the city of D7stars, where there's Eflying cars
A Gbrand new home for Ceveryone and Aeven life on Mars
[Hook]
Cause this ain't a D7love song (Ewoah)
This is, "ASo long"
You did me D7so wrong for Eso long
For so long, Afor so long
[Refrain]
And so I doubt D7you
I Edoubt you even know what's on my Amind
I said, I D7doubt you
I Edoubt you even know why I left Ayou-
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
AYeah, uh, yeah...
Much Flove to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me
EDid me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me
Know my Aname around the world but it still ain't hit me
AAll the talent in the world and they still don't get me
I didn't Ftalk about my race on the whole first album
But Eblack vs. white bullshit was the still the outcome
AHow come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go?
AJudging rap by race instead of the better flow
Who gives a fuck who made it? I penetrate it and Einnovate it
EWhile they emulate it, give a fuck if I'm hated
AI'mma do it 'til I get it, fuck a nominated
ABitch, I dominate it
Yeah, Femails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID
E
Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E
Not many get to Ado what I do, and now enemies
AThinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
But Flet's get back to the music, I'm gone
Outside of this solar Esystem, I'm searching for paradise
Livin' the life, bitch, I've Abeen a vet
AFuck all these cats on the internet
AI love hip hop and I hate hip hop
Cause people that Flove Pac hope that Drake get shot
Cause he raps Eabout money and bitches, for heaven's sakes
Pac did the Asame shit, just on a drum break
ANow, I ain't wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this game
We all people, all equal—now let me let off, yBbeah
BbNow let me let off
FTougher than raw denim, my flow you can't identify
ETalib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by
ATwo words, Mos Def, Ein my headphones
EBlack on one side, now I'm in another zone
FSwitch flows, fuck 'em up—play the game, run 'em up
EYeah, I sold a couple records but people don't give a fuck
AAll the people want is real, guess that's why Logic appeal
CAll the power in the world; hold that, tell me how that feel?
FRacism on television and magazines
Paying Etaxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn
ACountry don't give a fuck who I am
AJust a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand
And I am, Fhere's to the Roc
The .45 Glock that my Bbolder brother pop—shot
And I Fam, finally on top; too high up, not a Cdrop
CStop, we gettin' guap, gettin' guap
I Fam, livin' like I ain't got it
Spit the flow so Erobotic, man who gives a fuck about it
Maryland 'til I Cdie, but I had to get the fuck up out it
I love it and Ghate it, you probably don't know, man, I doubt it