Logic ‘YSIV’ Album: 20 of the Best Lyrics
Logic has created a captivating rap alter ego with Young Sinatra. He continues that narrative series with YSIV (which stands for Young Sinatra 4), picking up where his 2013 mixtape Young Sinatra: Welcome to Forever leaves off. And while the new project dropped on the same date as Lil Wayne's much-anticipated Tha Carter V, the Maryland MC is shining in his own right.
Logic has garnered some hefty momentum over the past 18 months, thanks to last summer's critically and commercially successful Everybody album, his cutthroat Bobby Tarantino 2 mixtape and its coinciding sold-out tour. All paths predict a successful first week in both sales and reception for YSIV.
On previous projects, Logic was finding his footing as an MC, often rapping himself in circles or stumbling when creating a proper hit rap record. Recently though, his prowess as a songwriter and rapper has improved exponentially, to the point where crafting well-oiled deep cuts, hits and posse tracks have become second nature. He's even dabbled with a modest amount of singing, which has helped to tie his softer songs together charmingly.
With his rapid-fire flow, Logic gets off some standout bars on YSIV. From scrappy 16s to long-winded stanzas, Logic proves he can rap with the best of 'em—see his collaboration with Wu-Tang Clan, "Wu-Tang Forever," for proof. "Fuck a mumble rap, that shit won't never be remembered," he raps on that song, distinguishing himself from his rap contemporaries.
XXL combed through the album and handpicked the 20 best lyrics on YSIV. Check them out below.
"I could've never imagined that this shit could happen/Went from the basement to 30 million just off of rappin'/Young Sinatra, that boy that brought you so many classics/Ain't never comin' with nothin' less than the illest tactics/Thought the series was over, but we just gettin' started/I won't ever leave this rap shit, no I can’t depart it" —Logic
"Grew up broke as fuck, rich folks was adjacent/Maryland, starin' out the window for motivation/I remember lil Bobby, lil B/Man I wish that I could be a dog in a rich family/Oh how nice would that shit be, my life a catastrophe/Now my shit a masterpiece, No Limit like Master P/Now I am the master, see, that's the way it has to be" —Logic
"Never address me as 'Robert' 'less it's about that Dinero/Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes/I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros/It don't matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep/'Cause in the end we all six-feet deep/Meanwhile, I'll be immortalized on the 6ix beat" —Logic
"All I ever wanted was a daddy/But that man priority was huggin' with a fatty/But I'm glad he did cuz it made me who I am/Now I'm the man I always wish he would've been/And never started smokin' crack imagine just what could've been" —Logic
"On the come up, where they run up from the world of many fiends/I been at it since a teen, get this money, get the cream/Hard work and sacrifice but not a lot know what I mean/Most these rappers ain't got no class like bomb threats/And bein' ill is a disease, it's the onset" —Logic
"We too clever, the boom-bap's back, harder than ever/R.I.P. O.D.B, comin' through like Killa Bee/Ever since I heard Enter the 36 in '93/You cannot defeat my Wu-Tang style, I leave 'em all dismembered/Fuck a mumble rap, that shit won't never be remembered/Not even a contender, no, pretender, best surrender" —Logic
"Old-school on this track, I feel invincible/This new school ain't really got rules and lacks the principles/Got mo' clowns than the Motown, they puttin' critical/The gun, Smokey Robinson, you need a Miracle/Go back, homie, back when rappers used to be lyrical/When nine out of 10 of his friends used to be criminal" —Method Man
"Seize them old tracks, unite through 'em/The kitchen is my palace, get your dance on/While we just levitate with trees, get your branch on/I'm known to wil' out, put the cams on/Jewels down, the sets dip, my gems got grams on" —Raekwon
"The grammar is raw, I'm slammin' the door/Beez bang bong in your jaw/I hit 'em in the head with the hammer of Thor/Stars and bars, makes me a general/Anything less, makes me a criminal/Gotta dig deep for these Wu-Tang minerals" —U-God
"I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill em'/The ripper he callin' and we'll go and he'll flow and you know he pursuing and doing and moving and grooving and stopping and rocking it talking it walking it flipping it rip it like the motherfuckers scribbled it and I'm ready to go when I buy it then break it then roll it then lick it and smoke it and choke on it later" —Logic
"Smooth criminal, Mike Jack'/Throw a subliminal, put your women in black dress/They was in Timberlands I was reppin' them Nike boots/Remember them nights that momma couldn't come right back/I'm on the path right now, put the plate on the mic/If I write mine down, I insight my crowd" —Wale
"Cocaine in the back, hard liquor to the right/Don't really drink but, shit, I might/This the type of shit I like/Everyone just livin' life/Livin’ life like this is dangerous/Everybody, ain't just the famous/Everybody from the young to the old/Anyone with a little bit of money get shameless" —Logic
"RattPack real all the time, we never phony/I'm singlehandedly running the game like a Sony/While the rest of these rappers is acting/Pass 'em the Tony, pass 'em the Oscar/From the new-school rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster/Smoke like a rasta" —Logic
"They say they want the old Logic/The one that flow like a faucet/I'm still the same me, they just don't believe it like they/Agnostic, if I spit over the boom-bap, then they perceive it as nostalgic/But the truth is, my subject matter has been the same/And my production selection is still flame/But they love you on the come up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame" —Logic
"I'm 'bout to run a train/On this girl with all my boys/And her name is Mary Jane/'Cause I burn big dope with my dogs/Joe Clay rolled a blunt so big this shit look like a log/In my dressing room but I can't see through all the fog" —Logic
"Always fried like Popeye's chicken/(Hella mother) hella motherfucker so you know I'm always (know I'm always) running late/Unless that currency at stake/In this Ruth Chris because I'm ruthless/(40 in the) 40 in the trunk gone in 20 minutes/That's 80k for the ticket/Everybody-everybody fucking with it/Smoking the container bet I'm always gon' retain it" —Slay Dro
"I came from nothing, a child born in poverty/Went to college to gain knowledge/So they would acknowledge me/Honestly, I got a good job/I found a woman made her my wife/But spent more time at work/So we could have a stable life/And when my son was born/I had to work even harder/Before I knew it now my wife was giving birth to my daughter" —Logic
"Bitch I'm all up in it/Come and get it/You could never get rid of it/Every bit of it in this motherfucker/Like I'm in the middle of little Italy/A lot of shit was never given to me/That shit's a fallacy told by the enemy/Trying to get ahead of me/They dead to me/Everybody dead to me/Everybody know that Bobby will body anybody/Like Gotti did Gambino/From Maryland to Reno" —Logic
"I'm glad to put in you a hearse, real talk fuck rap/I hate and I love it 'cause it's so negative/Everybody selfish, nobody wanna give/A helping hand to the next man, well fuck you then/Fuck your ethnicity we all one/'Cause when my last album dropped you know we all won/Yeah that shit went No. 1 so everybody won I said" —Logic
"I treat the beat like it's my only son, my DNA/And this that Southernplayeristic shit like we was in the A/Back in the day/I was young, broke and infamous/A Young Sinatra that was undeniable/Who welcomed you to forever while under pressure/And told you The Incredible True Story of Bobby Tarantino/And Everybody in the Ultra 85" —Logic