Yeah; pass the mic before I jack it like gore-tex Bust like raw ***, rappers suck like vortex The life of a Don- We living like kings, and killing our pawns Boy, the seconds it’s on – don’t know where we going I’m flowing and killing this *******t from dusk til dawn Just had *** with a Middle Eastern girl- The ******* was bomb That last line made no sense like these rappers’ careers But I make dollars, cause I’m all about the fiscal year Yeah; you don’t like me? I’ll conjure up and summon all your fears You wanna fight me? I’ll woop my own ass before you get here Wanna write me? And tell me that my rhymes suck? ******* I don’t give a ****, I’ll stab you in the gut, call it a tummy tuck You can ask my ex, I bust quicker than two techs Caressed by a kid with category 5 tourettes In other words I squeeze with ease, dot my I’s and cross my T’s I’m a perfectionist; the lesson is **** everyone assessing this It’s hip-hop, not to be taken literally However on the light of note I stayed with bills like Hilary My flow convects, murder subjects with little respect Best protect your neck, before you play my tape better inspect the deck **** every other rapper forever ever forever since the dawn of time Sike- I’m not that much of a **** when I rhyme On another level like duplex, bust heads like suplex Slaughter MC’s then ask who’s next… Ey yo my crew next, but you say you next, so I guess we now Priceless flow so even If I write it’s still a freestyle Never busting gats I ain’t no gangster put that heat down Then go and grab a mic and see if you can **** with me now I got that A plus flow I’m on a roll ******* I can’t fail Making money with my mind, call that *******t a brain sell Raise hell, like I’m Satan’s daddy while you in here Catch me in a tenant caddy with a ******* from Cincinnati With the thickest fatty while I hit the gas, you lick it gladly With the window down see other ******* blowing kisses at me It’s a fact that me and Logic rip with vicious rap to list a wrap We spittin’ crack to keep the fiends, coming back to show world Reppin Maryland but I make music for the whole world Seduce a chick with lyrics whenever she hear it, it make her toes curl So sick I hope I don’t hurl, if you love me let me go girl Cause no ******* come before my flow, just had to let you know girl Spit it so thorough and in depth, I bet I leave in you impressed Rattpack be my family, I **** with y’all no incest Only interest is to blow up, and watch they hands go up Cause I used to throw shows back then but no one would show up I ain’t all about the money but I want it homie sho' nuff Cause krispie crazy bout’ the cream, you could say I’m doughnuts I murdered my manager Chris last night We exchanged a couple words, he said some things I didn’t like I said okay…then punched him in the face with a butcher knife I want more like Ashton Kutcher’s wife Now can you feel it? They won't Gimme what I want, so **** it I’ma steal it I’ll dilapidate you, grab the butter knife and decapitate you Yeah that’s what I said – huh, and ******* I did it We all have thoughts like this; I’m just willing to admit it I would never act upon these thoughts now, don’t you get it? It’s like when a gentleman sees the baddest ******* and thinks, “I’d hit it!” But he never says it; I’ll dump your body in a dessert It’s the wrath of a psychopath clutching a razor blade in a bath Having his last laugh, anticipating a gash- the other night I murdered captain crunch Right in front of Toucan Sam and a whole damn bunch That’s life, what can I say? I’m a cereal killer, venereal dealer And yes you know they ain’t none other iller It’s Logic
[00:10.25]Yeah; pass the mic before I jack it like gore-tex [00:12.74]Bust like raw ***, rappers suck like vortex [00:15.19]The life of a Don- We living like kings, and killing our pawns [00:17.65]Boy, the seconds it’s on – don’t know where we going [00:20.33]I’m flowing and killing this *******t from dusk til dawn [00:22.19]Just had *** with a Middle Eastern girl- The ******* was bomb [00:23.79]That last line made no sense like these rappers’ careers [00:26.44]But I make dollars, cause I’m all about the fiscal year [00:29.62]Yeah; you don’t like me? I’ll conjure up and summon all your fears [00:32.91]You wanna fight me? I’ll woop my own ass before you get here [00:35.45]Wanna write me? And tell me that my rhymes suck? [00:37.59]******* I don’t give a ****, I’ll stab you in the gut, call it a tummy tuck [00:40.70]You can ask my ex, I bust quicker than two techs [00:42.82]Caressed by a kid with category 5 tourettes [00:45.22]In other words I squeeze with ease, dot my I’s and cross my T’s [00:48.53]I’m a perfectionist; the lesson is **** everyone assessing this [00:52.15]It’s hip-hop, not to be taken literally [00:53.06]However on the light of note I stayed with bills like Hilary [00:55.73]My flow convects, murder subjects with little respect [00:58.07]Best protect your neck, before you play my tape better inspect the deck [01:00.88]**** every other rapper forever ever forever since the dawn of time [01:03.42]Sike- I’m not that much of a **** when I rhyme [01:06.25]On another level like duplex, bust heads like suplex [01:08.46]Slaughter MC’s then ask who’s next… [01:11.14]Ey yo my crew next, but you say you next, so I guess we now [01:13.71]Priceless flow so even If I write it’s still a freestyle [01:16.19]Never busting gats I ain’t no gangster put that heat down [01:18.58]Then go and grab a mic and see if you can **** with me now [01:20.89]I got that A plus flow I’m on a roll ******* I can’t fail [01:23.44]Making money with my mind, call that *******t a brain sell [01:26.18]Raise hell, like I’m Satan’s daddy while you in here [01:28.64]Catch me in a tenant caddy with a ******* from Cincinnati [01:31.12]With the thickest fatty while I hit the gas, you lick it gladly [01:33.59]With the window down see other ******* blowing kisses at me [01:35.70]It’s a fact that me and Logic rip with vicious rap to list a wrap [01:38.56]We spittin’ crack to keep the fiends, coming back to show world [01:41.43]Reppin Maryland but I make music for the whole world [01:43.78]Seduce a chick with lyrics whenever she hear it, it make her toes curl [01:46.28]So sick I hope I don’t hurl, if you love me let me go girl [01:48.74]Cause no ******* come before my flow, just had to let you know girl [01:51.32]Spit it so thorough and in depth, I bet I leave in you impressed [01:53.74]Rattpack be my family, I **** with y’all no incest [01:56.39]Only interest is to blow up, and watch they hands go up [01:58.89]Cause I used to throw shows back then but no one would show up [02:01.44]I ain’t all about the money but I want it homie sho' nuff [02:03.76]Cause krispie crazy bout’ the cream, you could say I’m doughnuts [02:07.11]I murdered my manager Chris last night [02:09.03]We exchanged a couple words, he said some things I didn’t like [02:11.55]I said okay…then punched him in the face with a butcher knife [02:14.57]I want more like Ashton Kutcher’s wife [02:16.26]Now can you feel it? They won't [02:17.23]Gimme what I want, so **** it I’ma steal it [02:19.34]I’ll dilapidate you, grab the butter knife and decapitate you [02:21.80]Yeah that’s what I said – huh, and ******* I did it [02:24.31]We all have thoughts like this; I’m just willing to admit it [02:26.82]I would never act upon these thoughts now, don’t you get it? [02:29.65]It’s like when a gentleman sees the baddest ******* and thinks, “I’d hit it!” [02:31.99]But he never says it; I’ll dump your body in a dessert [02:34.48]It’s the wrath of a psychopath clutching a razor blade in a bath [02:36.94]Having his last laugh, anticipating a gash- the other night I murdered captain crunch [02:42.52]Right in front of Toucan Sam and a whole damn bunch [02:44.62]That’s life, what can I say? I’m a cereal killer, venereal dealer [02:48.18]And yes you know they ain’t none other iller [02:49.68]It’s Logic [02:50.65]
