Damn

[Intro] [Illogic talking]

I mean it's scarin' me man. It's so frightening. Aight

[Verse One] [Illogic]

Think of what you're doin' before you lose you mind

We beyond human, kind of rhyme mutants

I'm...music personified

It's in the way that I walk, tried, smooth as a trombone slide

Move folks, scatter, run and hide

Or loose control of your bladder when we stand eye to eye

Your confidence is shattered, smashed to bits

You can't be serious with that, even your moms laughed at it

Your existence is an accident, a typo

So in that case, a few taps of the 'backspace' and you're gone

We make hot lines into hot songs

You shouldn't rap unless chicken patties and lettuce are involved

If your chick is Coyote Ugly I'm dancin' on your bars

Our planets bare witness, the kid is Dancing With The Stars

He leave you this sickness, it's passed down through generations

Like sickle cell, wedding rings, photographs and recipes

[Blueprint talking]

Yeah yeah yeah. Me too. Yeah buddy. Right. You know how we do

There's things man, all these things. Decisions...at a high level. Right

[Verse Two] [Blueprint]

Even though I got crates that you can't believe

It's too predictable so I had to change my steez

Lame MC's, thinkin' they the same as me

Cause they buy their records at the same place as me

When will you get it?

My new method, too epic

A true head can turn any tool into a weapon

Pimpin' simps

Why you limited to a record?

You make it wack while I take it back to the futuristic

I'm out there

Right where you scared to go

Cause your mind is where ideas is scared to grow

Head to toe, respect everywhere we go

Greenhouse on the down, don't need to let it go

Dudes still beefin' 'bout what happened back in the days need to understand

I left that back in the day

Make you question everything that these rappers will say

They little girls, grown men ain't actin' that way

The way y'all hatin', gossip 'bout nathin'

You might as well start rockin' skirts

Cause the only thing worse than a bad situation is making that bad situation worse

That's your life

Accept the fact that you chose your path

Broke, no cash, homies so mad, hopes is dashed

They wonder how you ended on your ass, it's simple

Cause broke people always roll in packs and I ain't fuckin' with y'all