Logic — Big Boys Neighborhood Freestyle

[Verse 1] I say, “hey now, brother,” sike, nah L-O-G-I-C, all up in this vicinity, you know it's me This is how we do it all day Goddamn, can you feel it All up in the spirit I can get it, I can do it L.A, hell yeah, let me get it for the bay For the M to the D, to the N.Y.C This is how we do it, 'bout to kick this free off the top This is how we do it all the time I just kicked Nikki in the fucking face Goddamn, can you feel it when I'm all up in the place Gotta do it right now, gotta do it right now When I spit it, no, you know I'm never lost Hold up, tell me big, how much is a pie cost? Let me get it, let me spit it, let me bring it back like this We having a good time, design this rhyme I spit, random thought off the top, of my mind Goddamn, can you feel it, yes, I got it, feeling hella good Ain't got no driver's license, but you know I'm driven The second I spit it, everything that's what I'm giving Yeah, I get it off the top, T-O-P, I gotta say it I spray it, never delay it the second I mayday it Goddamn, I’ma get it on, gotta get it on Gotta spit it, I get it, I rip it, can you feel it now Like I'm Jamaican, I'm spittin’ off the top, brudda! Goddamn, let me get it, word to your mother I'm having fun, gotta do it Never, never pack the gun ‘Cause I spit it off the top like a ton Goddamn, yeah, I gotta do it one time Def Jam, V's up, this is how we do, it ease up Please up, can you feel it all up in my spirit It doesn't even matter, random thought These, these, this decision I get it, second incision And spit it and this is how we do it, yeah, I gotta get it Never regret it the second I said it, it's so fucking pathetic Your etiquette murder your predicate Bring it back again Half-white, half-black again This is all they want to talk about, and yeah, I'm mac'ing in I got Krystal Bee to the right, Louie G to the left Everything is out of sight and I'm going off Under Pressure, October 21, already came out Gotta spit this free verse Strictly off the top, I never drop, never stop Oh, goddamn, go to Best Buy and fucking cop, get the physical This is how we do it so medicinal No, I'm never smoking, but your girl is chocking on this — whoo! Sorry 'bout that, let me bring it back Can you feel it, goddamn, goddamn I could go on for days and days, never delays and laze This is how we do, spit it, think I need some sun rays I've been in the house too long, just spitting this Let me change up the beat, yeah, I'm ripping this, I got it You know you got it on the one's and the two's My man's in there, doing what it do's I'm from Maryland, in your system like heroin This is how we do it, can you feel it when I'm staring in I'm just going and going, I'm flowing and flowing, why? I'm ripping and living and striving to kill it To rip, I gotta get it right now when I do it When I got it, when we crewin’, uh You want me to stop, should I stop, should I keep going? Should I keep flowing? Never knowing the direction in which I'm going I spit it, I got it, I gotta get it, goddamn [Hook: Big Boy] And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't stop! [Verse 2] My favorite, my favorite song of all time is what? Something by Wu-Tang, or maybe Ice-Cube "It Was a Good Day" This is all I gotta say, yeah, you know the deal Yeah, you know the deal, how I feel I could keep going and going and going and going and going on This is how we do it 'til the break of dawn Goddamn, I was in New York yesterday, now I'm in L.A I just don't know what to say I'm feeling so damn good Feeling so damn fine like Mos Def in Brooklyn in a park West Deer Park, come out after dark, that's where the murder start Don't let me stop, let me stop, let me keep it going This is how we do it Switch the beat up again, switch the beat up again, come on [Hook: Big Boy] And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't stop! [Verse 3] Check it, check it, let me keep it up This is how we do it, let me beat it up I'm feeling this villainous vibe, this shit is hella crazy You never amaze me, I'm never feeling lazy Like I said, this is random thought, the shit that can't be tought It's just emotional I never provoke it, I spit it, never choke it Goddamn, this ain't, no 8 Mile, B-Rabbit The second I spit it, I gotta have it, I gotta do it Never dab it like my homie Slay Dro at the crib This is how we do it, put it in the bitches' rib Everything I got is what I'm finna give But my queen, she's a beauty This is how we do it, goddamn, such a cutie Uh, let me spit it, yeah, she's sweet like 5 stars I gotta get it right now I'm kinda hungry, 'bout to hit Five Guys, pause Sike, nah, I'm just fuckin’ around Let me get it, no beef Nah, we squash that, this is how we do it We 'bout the lettuce, we toss that, uh, goddamn It's so crazy, such a particular case My man Louie G looking like he just came back from outer space It's just much more than a hare race, you're moving at a snail's pace Goddamn, I'm just switchin’ the flow Never know, half-white, half-negro You know we gotta spit it, that's for sure I love who I am, love who I ain't This is how we do it, let me spit it Just let me paint, the picture, the second I get richer, I get bigger Can you feel it, the second I got it, I got six figures and commas I never pause though, unless I need it, this is how we do it That's word to Anita, we need to bring it back I love the beat, let's go again Let's go again, let's go again, come on [Hook: Big Boy] And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't stop! [Verse 4] Let me spit it like this it's, so ridiculous Goddamn, I know you feel it Wu-Tang, hit you with the killer B Goddamn, that's my thing when I spit it, when I sing Oh my God, going crazy, it never does amaze me Never lazy when I spit it off the top The topic is hella awesome Yo, it's like freestyle, the art of a rhyme The second I spit it, in my mind, I design I bring it back, I might say some of the things twice Or three times in a row, but it doesn't matter, that's for sure We just having a good time The second I rhyme, I spit it divine Goddamn, it's so crazy, it's off the top of my mind I'm from Maryland, how many times must I say it I spray it, never delay it, I bring it back like this Uh, I look around, I see a lot of beautiful people What's next after Under Pressure, the sequel? Maybe a prequel, we take it back, even before my birth, where hip-hop started This is how we do it, damn, goddamn I never farted, but this shit's stinking This is how we do it Second that I get it, you're probably thinkin’ I'm drinkin’ But I never touch this stuff ‘Cause the only thing I need to succeed is this money in my pocket, goddamn Wanted to greed, unless we want to talk gluttony And even something else from the seven deadly How we get it, yeah, I'm ready, just the medley I be on, goddamn, it's crazy, this is when I'm going Goddamn, I just feel it, I love it, I gotta get it This is how we do it, switch it up, speed it up Let me get it, that's enough Goddamn, can you feel it Can we go one more time, come on tell 'em, let's go One more time, come on, tell 'em, let's go How we go now [Hook: Big Boy] And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't And you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't, and you don't stop! [Verse 5] Now this, this right here is the finale It's never written, that shit is forbidden Is you kiddin‘, you gotta see me now This is how they do it when they see me, yes, I smile All the time, spit it off the top, when I do I rhyme I gotta keep it going, gotta, gotta keep it flowing I just love it, nothing above it the second I touch it The second I got it, it's ever enough I'm like a human dictionary, paint pictures like pictionary It's hella scary, these motherfuckers think that they can see me But, I see right through y'all See, I see the bigger picture like I work at the movies These motherfucking groupies wanna get next to me I'm like nah, bitch, don't touch me, you need to understand I'm an actually, I'm a nice guy, so, I don't fuck with hoes You understand what I'm saying? I'm all about my money, all about this shit All about my team, all about the hits This is what I gotta do, this shit is legendary, it's never scary The second I spit it, it's what? It's like an obituary What I'm spitting isn't written, ‘cause I murder you motherfuckers off the top This is how we do it, yeah, I bring the ruckus I'm a good motherfucker, and I represent hip-hop So, all this other extra bullshit, please stop This is who I am, I am just a man, I am, who I am Motherfucker, that's me The L-O-G-I-C, repping V, Visionary off the top Shoutout to the R-A-double-T-P-A-C-K, everyday How we get it, and the BobbySoxers, yeah, I know y'all, love ya I gotta get it, yeah, I gotta get it Yeah, I'm not kidding like I ain't have a rubber Goddamn, can I get it, word to your mother I'm just a man, I be loving it, loving it, rubbing it, rubbing it Come on, baby girl, tell me how you feel, let me get it, let me get it Let me get it, let me get it, can you feel it? I'm just loving it, loving it Bring it, bring it right back, this is hella cazy Maybe half on the sack, used to smoke a little tree, back in tenth grade Honeys, honeys, I could never evade I was just skipping school, breaking all the rules, coming from a broken home Felt like I was, I was all alone in, in, all up in a different type of zone I would close my eyes, and then I hit the microphone Goddamn, I was writing in my past, just a young man It's kinda crazy, I feel like you could just keep going forever, forever, forever-ever? Like my name was Andre 3k Goddamn, that's what I gotta say But I’ma stop it right here, right now, understand No other MC could measure October 21st, it was done, Under Pressure It's Logic