Freeform Logistics & Lawrence OneThree – Medicine

Freeform Logistics & Lawrence OneThree – Medicine Lyrics

Artist: Freeform Logistics & Lawrence OneThree
Song: Medicine

Science and math
Choose the higher path
Or be left in the past
Cause precision’s what’s been given

So I think and not hold back
Bringin’ the blast like metal shells crack
From Teks, black
Ringin’ through the night

It’s giving new sight to those attacked
Yo when I bust I put it all on the track
Right and exact
Never come wack

I’ll let the radio people do that for stacks
It’s obvious I’m keen with the facts
Subtract outside of that
And what’s left becomes your last breath

Another stat for the page’s wrath
Got it locked in like level’s maxed
The story’s intact
While I’m spittin ’bout your fiction

Soon to blast
Go revel in that
Getting sacked like quarterbacks flat
Stay hidden like flask

Eclipsed by the gift
Come back to relapse
‘Till the mathematics
Puts a lapse on all these averages

I’ll be bendin’ the trends with my pen
Pass it to damage kids like aspirins
Grasping for something that’s everlasting
Forgetting them M’s

That short-term sight don’t mean jack when
You dying and fighting for your life
But lessons silent
The mileage is in your mind, my friend

It never ends
It’d be worthless without the purpose
To fill like thirst quenched
The yang and the yin

Balancing my life ’till I’m cleansed
Then give my soul back
Ripping up tracks to make amends
Transmit that style… that style…. that style…

Another chapter in the story
Embarking into new territory
Step to OneThree
We droppin’ jewels like clumsy thieves

I got the beats
Logistics got the looseleaf
Trick up the sleeve
Yo check the recipe

Aligning kicks and snares with destiny
I trace the lines of lips and eyes
And tilt the summer skies
With a sound to give the kids butterflies

In their centerpiece
Flip their memories of spendin’ G’s
Hip-hop is lacking integrity
Replant the seeds

Replenish the energy of an industry
We speak for the trees
I’d rather be dope and give out this track for free
We practicing speech

Replacing the past sins of labels
We tweaking it back to spinning tables
Tracking beats
Making a masterpiece without an MPC

We lead the renaissance
One and a half emcees
Fulfill the need to begin again
Growing up as childhood friends

We tip our hats against the wind
And tell the tales of backspins
After the words crush all the actions
Write these names down on a napkin

Your dome is unfastened
In fact, call it the new fashion
Spittin’ these lines with passion
Mapping my way out of the maze

Was trapped up in it, but
I found out every action has a reaction
Building on blocks as wax spins
And we begin it again

Reversing the trends
Bringing that limitless to your precipice
Who’s next to come and test on this?
No stress

Feeling that breath rise up out of my chest
To connect with those around me
Earning respect with the mic check
Stay in the moment, never deflect

Got the lessons injected up in your flesh
So what’s next?
Drop the message on ’em
Open up eyes, no following

Kept it bottled in
But now the flow is free like the wind
Content
Sentences spill

The real medicine
So f#ck a pill
I build without that
Got the raw raps to get the thrill

Never a mill’
The clever cats that fit the bill
The wax is on the felt
Spilling the milk

Like who’s tighter than belts?
We nourish the svelte
Flourishes to make your faces melt
Stealthy lacing tracks like sneakers

Back to craftsmanship
Like teachers giving credit for neatness
Logistics’ thesis exits the speakers
Then restacks like Tetris pieces

Our sampler doesn’t have many features
We beat the software creatures on their own beaches
Laptops are good for retreatin’
Needless to speak on all the kids that we feedin’

All the hours of bleeding
Searching for that meaning, unlocked
We got mad plots
Not the cash crops

And always be stocked
Not like Knox
f#ck all the funny money stocks
I keep it ill without a c-note

Cause my people sometimes feeble
When they getting paid to rock
It’s evil
The real medicine?

The opposite of dividends
That’s bringing war like veterans
But with my pad and pen
Making amends with my decisions

Thank these Gods that I’m living to
Reverse the trends
Me and OneThree are on this mission
To erase the fiction

Root in reality
While the diction liftin’ you like the trees
Reach to our skies to find peace
It’s time to listen

It’s time to listen
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Freeform Logistics & Lawrence OneThree Lyrics – Medicine

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From the album:
O.C.M.S.
Release Year: 2004