Dya Logue:

Intro

He ain't got no juice, Frietboer ain't got no juice, because if they had some they wouldn't be
standing under those steps with that fucked up soundsystem. Preaching respect to the
mothafucking choir huh Mr. GR2GR. Homie we can go vinyl to final, but I chose and I choose to
put the people before likes.

Verse

1. On the day that my fame turned to famine.
2. Had a nickel to my name and my stamina.
3. Saw my Niggaz metamorph fucking Niggarrettes
4. Record label told me no revenues left
5. Kinda iffy EP top twenty you K?
6. Timmie W throwing props out my fucking way
7. 21, playing catch Nigga 22
8. Jaxxi-mamalawyer. Fuck can a nigga do?
9. Get the fuck away from blatent exploitation
10. Pulled off a Bauer on ‘em, a 10 year vacation
11. Media never cared,“where the fuck did that nigger go”
12. “Find another Vic. to carry V.P.-afro”
13. Bury me so deep, Ma thinking bout a eulogy
14. My Papa never told you what I did to my enemies
15. Ding dong, you gone, pain, upset ?
16. The closest to home I'm ever going to get.

Chorus

On the day that my fame turned to famine, on that (3x) day. On the day that my fame turned to
famine, fuck do I know about this shyt. On the day that my fame turned to famine, on that (3x)
day. On the day that my fame turned to famine.
That was '88, '89, '90, '91, 2015 . DJAX 001, 24K, The Tunnel, GR2GR, People before likes.
Fuck do I know about exploitation? Fuck do I know about signing contracts? Fuck do I know bout
rocking shows for 20,30,40,50, 60,65 thousand? Fuck do I know about this game?

Verse

1. 6-9-91 I dropped out, off legal age
2. Dyslectic, no perspective, still I quit the stage
3. Waiting tables many miles from my NL
4. Welcome Mothafuckaz to my “ Has-Been-Hotel”
5. Where each and every tourist room painted all pitch black
6. Daddy make that nigger run to the bar and back
7. Have him clean our room... and also Miss ChiHuahua’s tracks
8. Better put your wallet away these niggers all on crack
9. And twice I fed these crackers crackers side of salmonella
10. Specially blended racist with a nice pink umbrella
11. “Enjoy your drink, Sir
12. Thank your lovely misses for her well placed slurs
13. Hope she feeling better maybe running in a day or two
14. Island lots of people suffer from ebonic flue
15. Striking unexpectedly, and so do the natives say
16. But I’s going be here tomorrow Sir like I been today, come on

Chorus

On the day that my fame turned to famine, on that (3x) day. On the day that my fame turned to
famine, I don't (3x) know. On the day that my fame turned to famine, on that (3x) day. Let me flip
that shyt to 2000, come on

1. Let me send that mothafucking plot into triple digits
2. “Here niggy niggy niggy hot going straight frigid
3. Can you keep a 200 pound Nigga away from his own yard ?
4. Build this Mothafucka Classick shuffle through that deck of cards
5. Taking back mine be rumble in the sandbox
6. Classick will unleash that QWERTY on “em”fucking CAPS LOCK
7. Who that Specsaving pussy dancerecord No G in the rain?
8. Sound like that shit I use to unclog my fucking drain
9. Loved it when u shedded tears on Sunday primetime ace
10. Loved it when you dropped that kindiegarten shit on MYSPACE
11. Listen to bullshit Classick, homeboy bragging line.
12. “Combined like 8 people at least when I rhyme”
13. Counted 2 for yo left eye that can’t see shit
14. 2 for yo right eye fucking watertoilet
15. 2 for yo attitude I’m the man suck my
16. 1 for thinking yo ass might be saved by yo click ?

Outro
On the day that my fame turned to famine. Tell me bout your fame 0031 Hip Hop, and I'll keep
putting people before likes. There I said it.