The Adventures of *** Larry Lyrics by Logic
Akira on the TV screen, I’m feeling mean
Biceps full of protein, gripping a cup of codeine
Pornography is loading
I look at other rappers, feel a deep sense of loathing
I’m defined by my jewelry and clothing
Not walking, I’m rolling, I drink until I’m hurling
My gold chains is plated over Sterling
Eighteen at McCallan, I’m curling
I shoot *** and sniff ***, a speedball to maintain
While my *** pipe bursts to flames
Black Hank Hill, I’m a pro at dealing with pain
Black folk overcame just to deal with the same
I ain’t scared of old age, I’m used to slanging the ‘caine
’67 got an old body like it’s a flame
Mr. Miyagi, yeah, ***, I’ma wax that ass
And after I’m done, roll me a joint, pass me the flask
Your speedometer’s at 88, you live in the past
***, it’s Peanuts, hoes never *** until he nuts
I’m all about the V like the Mighty Ducks
You know I stay with the gat like a Fratelli
All I know is bars like I’m rooming with a celly
I’m in Matsuhisa and I’m eating yellowtail belly
And whoever want it, they gon’ get confronted by Bernelli
***, I’m Peanuts, no wonder why you jelly
I got adjoining doors for the *** in my telly
Stealth mode like a medal, crawlin’ all up on my belly
MPC in the pad, in the back of the heli’
I’m on you like Melly, then take over everything, Makaveli
Everything, every—
Everything, ‘Veli
Everything Makaveli
Everything
Makave—
‘Veli
Everything Makaveli
Now