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conversations.value: Write me a song called Nasty with the following description: Released as Welcome To Forever’s second single on April 23, this wordplay-heavy track is abundant with double entendres and an unparrelled flow.
  This track put Logic on display for all to see, helping boost the mixtapes, and Logic’s, profile which meant that the tape received more than a hundred-thousand downloads on its day of release. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro]
  Nasty
  I don't ever stop! Ugh!
  Sinatra
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  Cannon
  [Verse 1]
  It’s funny how your role model gets outdated, becomes the old model
  At the hotel, askin' for mo' bottles
  Ménage et
   plus one, I’m fuckin' fo' models
  Wordplay that elevates minds like Aristotle
  Murci-lago, whippin' through Chicago
  All these beautiful women follow wherever I go
  Million-dollar deals on the table
  Just a couple years ago, I couldn’t pay for cable
  Growing up surrounded by 'caine like I was Abel
  Shit was unstable,
   
  now Visionary's the label
  Plus Def Jam, know who I am
  I’m that motherfucker that do it just ’cause I can (
  The cannon
  )
  Now I’m on a level that your elevator can’t reach
  I got information that the school system doesn’t teach
  I got verses that your Sunday service wouldn’t dare to preach
  Second coming of Christ flow, they like, "woah"
  Rapture you with lyricism, kidnap your soul
  And changed your mind like I’m penetrating your skull
  I seen shit John Lennon couldn’t imagine
  Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzin'
  It’s the type of shit normal people can’t even fathom
  So much swag, kiss your bitch and she orgasm
  I’m hazardous, you would have sworn I was from Nazareth
  I’m resurrecting hip-hop like it was Lazarus [Hook]
  Real
  (
  I'm the one
  )
  Nasty, all- all the time
  [Verse 2]
  Step to the mic and they gon' dread it like Weezy
  Man, this industry is so damn greasy
  Swaggin' on the track, they say I sound like Yeezy
  But I don't give a fuck cause gettin' money too easy
  21st century, doing something mean to it
  Play this in the south and everybody gonna lean to it
  "Greatest of all time" has got a nice ring to it
  We do it for the music, money ain't a thing to us
  Been shining muhfucka what's bling to us
  Most loved, most hated at the same time
  Star player in this bitch and it's game time
  Who you know lyrically killed the club in the same rhyme?
  They call me Logic, motherfucker, better know the name
  I spit crack like Pusha (Yuugh!), Novocaine
  We never dumb it down, you know we just numb it down
  And watch you get up in your feelings when we come around
  Grew up on section 8, you probably can't relate
  ‘Cause y’all just watched the throne, I’m tryna checkmate
  I been shinin since before I brought them diamonds in, and
  They talk that shit, they talk that shit, it’s so astonishin'
  Y’all better swallow that pride like a klonopin
  'Cause I can lay tracks with my eyes closed, China man [Hook]
  Real
  (I'm the one)
  Nasty, all- all the time
  [Verse 3]
  Got a show in LA Sunday, then New York Monday
  Looking at the BET cypher like I’ll be there one day
  It’s the Roc reincarnated, we call it Visionary
  Fuck the world ’til I’m on top, we call that missionary
  The game’s on pause, it need to load again
  These rappers is reruns and we need a 
  new episode again
  Yeah, well motherfucker, this the pilot
  So fly I recorded this on the PJ next to the pilot on a CB
  Now you see me on the TV
  Said this would happen back in the day but you ain’t believe me
  So um, I'ma keep rising to the top
  Never stop and finger fuck the world ’till the day my album drop