"Logic Unchained" lyrics
I was gone for a minute, now I'm back
Armed to the T strapped
Bad bitch in my lap, that's no cap
I'm the world creator
All you need with me is headphones, fuck a theater
The real life Tetsuo
I let you know, don't test my flow
I'm Mugen in Champloo
Can't do what the champ do
I'm the freezer sogger, the beat hogger
The lyricism supplier
Flow fire like a PSA dime piece Charizard
Worth half a mil, copped for a quarter, how you feel?
Finally off Def Jam, motherfuck a major deal
I've been on my slave shit, nigga, just playing the field
And I'm ready to kill hold still
I'm coming with the real now
Fuck everything they been talking about
I've been living and thinking about it all different
I'm never tripping, I'm prolific
Hieroglyphic off the wall
Flow specific, never indifferent, no, not at all
The lyrical miracle God
I am the mulatto master, biracial bastard
Leaving any MC in a casket
Your death I bask in it, seatbelt better fasten it
'Cause y'all tripping on me
I'm a slave to the game and y'all whipping on me
But I'm a free man now, like Morgan
After I body you, I'm coming to the morgue
And taking your organs if you want more again
I'm Tom Hanks when he hit the shore again
Nothing but my pen and my will, son
When I die, it's like a thousand plaques in my will, son
I know God heard that line like Will Smith's son
Do it for the happiness of my wife and my little son
After that line, ain't got no heart if you don't feel something
Talking about "Logic ain't the GOAT," nigga, you know you fronting
Yeah, I know I'm stunting
I think I'm on to something
You just mad I made it and your life equate to nothing
Ain't give it to me, so I'm robbing them like Goodwill Hunting, what?
Armed to the T strapped
Bad bitch in my lap, that's no cap
I'm the world creator
All you need with me is headphones, fuck a theater
The real life Tetsuo
I let you know, don't test my flow
I'm Mugen in Champloo
Can't do what the champ do
I'm the freezer sogger, the beat hogger
The lyricism supplier
Flow fire like a PSA dime piece Charizard
Worth half a mil, copped for a quarter, how you feel?
Finally off Def Jam, motherfuck a major deal
I've been on my slave shit, nigga, just playing the field
And I'm ready to kill hold still
I'm coming with the real now
Fuck everything they been talking about
I've been living and thinking about it all different
I'm never tripping, I'm prolific
Hieroglyphic off the wall
Flow specific, never indifferent, no, not at all
The lyrical miracle God
I am the mulatto master, biracial bastard
Leaving any MC in a casket
Your death I bask in it, seatbelt better fasten it
'Cause y'all tripping on me
I'm a slave to the game and y'all whipping on me
But I'm a free man now, like Morgan
After I body you, I'm coming to the morgue
And taking your organs if you want more again
I'm Tom Hanks when he hit the shore again
Nothing but my pen and my will, son
When I die, it's like a thousand plaques in my will, son
I know God heard that line like Will Smith's son
Do it for the happiness of my wife and my little son
After that line, ain't got no heart if you don't feel something
Talking about "Logic ain't the GOAT," nigga, you know you fronting
Yeah, I know I'm stunting
I think I'm on to something
You just mad I made it and your life equate to nothing
Ain't give it to me, so I'm robbing them like Goodwill Hunting, what?
