Therapy Music (Explicit) - Logic/Russ

Lyrics by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Russell Vitale/Benny Maupin/Bill Summers/Blackbird Mcknight/Michael Clark/Paul Jackson

Composed by：Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Russell Vitale/Benny Maupin/Bill Summers/Blackbird Mcknight/Michael Clark/Paul Jackson

Russ：

Yeah

My anxiety was takin' over

Yeah

Remove the devil and my faith gon' feel it slide like it's Amendola

Come on

I finally made it to the field of my dreams

And I let ghost play around in my head like I'm Ray Liotta

D**n

A Yankee owner I got stripes in this game

Hot headed but got ice my veins arrivin' by plane

G4 to be exact rewards and beats and raps

Three w***es before forty-three more are bein' cracked

Facts

That was the life that I was leadin' back before I went to therapy

And we unpacked I wasn't really needin' that

I was needin' validation which I agree is whack

Mad at my therapist like "b***h I agree with that"

Haha

Here's the kicker though my therapist is me

Facts

Complainin' 'bout my problems how American of me

There's a scarcity of free thinkers

Yeah

It's all group thoughts

Sheep

That's what they think

Yeah

That's not what you thought

Psst

Before you saw the popular vote

You scared that the world'll leave you if you rockin' the boat

So you don't

P***y

All aboard now you safe in here

But you don't even recognize your own face in here f**k it

F**k it

Independent with a major budget

Uh-huh

You ain't mad at me you mad your lady love it

We should change the subject

Uh-huh

I sway the public like I'm rappin' on the radio

Long hair and lookin' like I'm supposed to be on Game of Thrones HBO

But every time I talk it makes the news like The Daily Show

I'm wavy so of course you wanna cruise I call it Katie Holmes

All my dreams are comin' true that's somethin' I innately know

Labels feedin' artists soul diets like paleo

Meanwhile I'm feedin' myself

Had a nightmare last night that I was sleep with myself yeah yeah

Oh God

Logic：

I keep my ego in check

Just me and this instrumental pumpin' through this cassette deck

Money don't represent my rank

Yeah Logic rose from jack but even the Titanic sank

I seen cats with egos bigger than cruise ships lose it

Gain power and abuse it

Same to take my kindness for weakness and confuse it

Same type don't know I stay with a gat and know how to use it

Used to be addicted to likes by the likes of people I ain't even liked

Anxiety readin' comments ain't have me readin' right

Trapped in the Matrix Black Neo back to the basics

Now everything I do is off the grid they just can' trace it

Face it I used to love rap

Now all I love is my family f**k the fake s**t

Only engulfed in darkness can you see the light like common sense

But to my defense that way of thinkin' past tense

Life's a b***h and s**t can get screwed like when you campin'

That's f**kin' in tents

On tour the fans screamin' the West like cravin'

You know I deal with s**t that'll make the average man's chest cave in

On the scene daily this just in word to Hailey

I write about the world around me like a journalist

It's funny how people that don't listen to me concerned with this

It's 'cause they have to be

These motherf**kers weaker than muscle atrophy

This life feels like a simulation man it has to be

Walked through the world the whole s**t is just one giant catastrophe

Speak on mental health the people laughed at me that's why I tapped out

Retired 'cause I felt rapped out

Feel like people more connected with s**t that's not what rap's about

So I mapped out

Just me and my fam I don't give a d**n

Livin' day to day just like the normal man I am

Bringin' it back to the reason I began it from the start

Spillin' syllables at will at the open mic after dark

Hangin' with cats that stay with the iron like they Tony Stark

We recognize when the phonies talk why

Real G's fly in silence like gnats G7 raps

Retired now I'm back I relapsed we bringin' that heat back

Like July that real s**t no two-ply

B***hes I've been plottin' and plannin'

F**k whatever they been demandin'

I grab the cannon and ran in the lyrical phantom

Jumpin' out the plane tandem

Flow so effortless it seems like it happens at random

My greed expand bigger I Bruce Banner 'em

I hit you with the buckshot then the Chapelle slug

Hustle music like some of my brothers still hustle d**gs

I'm the unsung did it for money

Made the money now I do it for fun

Music will forever be a part of me

I do this from the heart from the circumflex artery

My bank account is seven digits like I won the lottery

But that don't navigate the way I shape the game like pottery

So hold up grab the gat reload the Rattpack be my soldiers

Yeah I'm older but I be wiser

F**king around now open your eyes up

Now these haters claim I fell from grace a couple years back

Still at the top where I been at

Eight miles from the surface of Earth feelin' infinite

Don't gotta get into that

Who's the illest on a track

Rewind it now and listen back

Wanna know who the best is

I give you forty-four guesses

It doesn't matter and it never did it never does it never will

That's why I retired it's impossible to fulfill

Just a hamster wheel full of cats that never sit still

On it for real

Woo crazy