I know that you think this song is for you I used to long for you and adore you My life was just fine way back before you Now when you reach out I just ignore you Cause this ain't a love song This is "So long" You did me so wrong for so long, for so long No I never thought I could live my life without you All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you And so I doubt you I doubt you even know what's on my mind I said I doubt you I doubt you even know why I left you behind I know that I've been living I know that I've been living I know that I've been living I know that I've been living In the city of stars Where there's flying cars A brand new home for everyone And even life on Mars In the city of stars Where there's flying cars A brand new home for everyone And even life on Mars In the city... Cause this ain't a love song This is "So long" You did me so wrong for so long, for so long And so I doubt you I doubt you even know what's on my mind I said I doubt you I doubt you even know how I let you... Much love to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me Did me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me All the talent in the world and they still don't get me I didn't talk about my race on the whole first album But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go Judging rap by race instead of the better flow Who gives a fuck who made it, I penetrated and innovated While they emulated, give a fuck if I'm hated I'mma do it til I get it, fuck a nominated Bitch I dominate it Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E Not many get to what I do, and now enemies Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me But let's get back to the music, I'm gone Outside of this solar system I'm searching for paradise Livin' the life, bitch I've been a vet Fuck all these cats on the internet I love Hip Hop and I hate Hip Hop Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot Cause he raps about money and bitches, for heaven's sake Pac did the same shit, just on a drum break Now I ain't wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this game We all people, all equal Now let me let off, yeah Now let me let off Tougher than raw denim, my flow you can't identify Talib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones Black on one side, now I'm in another zone Switch flows, fuck 'em up Play the game, run 'em up Yeah I sold a couple records but people don't give a fuck All the people want is real Guess that's why Logic appeal All the power in the world, hold that, tell me how it feel Racism on television and in magazines Paying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn Country don't give a fuck who I am Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand And I am, here's to the Roc The .45 Glock that my older brother pop, shot And I am finally on top Too high up, not a drop Stop, we gettin' guap, gettin' guap I am livin' like I ain't got it Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a fuck about it Maryland 'til I die but I had to get the fuck up out it I love it and hate it, you probably don't know man, I doubt it
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Damn this is the cleanest instrumental of this song by far
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Does anyone know where that scream sound come from? The yell like sound thats in between each flip of the beat
It's a scream that's very common in drumkits, I don't know the name of it, but a lot of drumkits include it
I know that you think this song is for you
I used to long for you and adore you
My life was just fine way back before you
Now when you reach out I just ignore you
Cause this ain't a love song
This is "So long"
You did me so wrong for so long, for so long
No I never thought I could live my life without you
All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you
And so I doubt you
I doubt you even know what's on my mind
I said I doubt you
I doubt you even know why I left you behind
I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
In the city of stars
Where there's flying cars
A brand new home for everyone
And even life on Mars
In the city of stars
Where there's flying cars
A brand new home for everyone
And even life on Mars
In the city...
Cause this ain't a love song
This is "So long"
You did me so wrong for so long, for so long
And so I doubt you
I doubt you even know what's on my mind
I said I doubt you
I doubt you even know how I let you...
Much love to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me
Did me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me
Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me
All the talent in the world and they still don't get me
I didn't talk about my race on the whole first album
But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome
How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go
Judging rap by race instead of the better flow
Who gives a fuck who made it, I penetrated and innovated
While they emulated, give a fuck if I'm hated
I'mma do it til I get it, fuck a nominated
Bitch I dominate it
Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID
Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E
Not many get to what I do, and now enemies
Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
But let's get back to the music, I'm gone
Outside of this solar system I'm searching for paradise
Livin' the life, bitch I've been a vet
Fuck all these cats on the internet
I love Hip Hop and I hate Hip Hop
Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot
Cause he raps about money and bitches, for heaven's sake
Pac did the same shit, just on a drum break
Now I ain't wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this game
We all people, all equal
Now let me let off, yeah
Now let me let off
Tougher than raw denim, my flow you can't identify
Talib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by
Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones
Black on one side, now I'm in another zone
Switch flows, fuck 'em up
Play the game, run 'em up
Yeah I sold a couple records but people don't give a fuck
All the people want is real
Guess that's why Logic appeal
All the power in the world, hold that, tell me how it feel
Racism on television and in magazines
Paying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn
Country don't give a fuck who I am
Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand
And I am, here's to the Roc
The .45 Glock that my older brother pop, shot
And I am finally on top
Too high up, not a drop
Stop, we gettin' guap, gettin' guap
I am livin' like I ain't got it
Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a fuck about it
Maryland 'til I die but I had to get the fuck up out it
I love it and hate it, you probably don't know man, I doubt it
listen in 1.25. ur welcome
Its trash
that shits ass
A melhor música que escuto no sportify
Does anybody know the what sound in the first half?
A little late, but here’s a video of all the samples on this album: ruclips.net/video/GacfTNyqUqg/видео.html
Bro hurry up or I'll have this taken down
+Scrap Boi this is not yours lol its his own mix
+thepandaprodject I made it
+Scrap Boi yours has a totally different pitch/sound. And you are monetizing it so it should be taken down anyway
+thepandaprodject toned down for copyright he just toned it up and said it was his, not fair at all!
And the money made from mine goes to Logic
Scrap Boi Or you could not make money off of it and not look shady.