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logic – steps back radio freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: logic]
lyrically i murder you quicker than lamborghini drive-bys
who knew one man could handle more beef than five guys
i’m a motherf-cking lyricist, b-tches they fearin’ this
back in the day they wasn’t hearin’ this, now i’m the one who’s steering this
i’m self-driven, will he k!ll it? – that’s a lyrical given
new school style but the 90’s is where my lyrics livin’
my flow is like another earth
second nature i disintegrate ya’, migrate ya’, then lightsaber decapitate ya’
in the beginning they said it was fabricated, as soon as the numbers escalated
but these f-ckers just mad that i made it
more chains then when a slave trader, check it
i’m under mc’s skin like muscle tissue, what’s the issue?
if you talkin’ sh-t then im’a hit you
grab a pistol then whip you, then dip you in lava, ain’t no one ‘liver
second i arrive i murder it, no you never heard of it
so sick my lyrics i don’t spit – i regurgitate em’
as listeners chronologically study my words, verbatim
-ss-ssinate em’, the second i raid em’ like five-0
we pull off the heist and flee to cabo now
i mask emotions like a robbery, cause when it comes to matters of the heart
women will clog your arteries
rattpack, v’s up – visionary

[verse 2: mikkey halsted]
see the truth through the eyes of the childen that’s born in poverty
where their chances of breaking that cycle is like the lottery
not about black and white – you’re rich or you’re poor
so the poor trying to get rich till they stiff in the morgue
i’m the embodiment of ‘real’, i body n-ggers with sk!ll
if i up it ima’ bust it, somebody bout’ to get k!lled
smoke em’ like black and milds, bringing lyrics back in style
these suckers don’t want to battle, they ducking like pacquiao
8 blocks of bodies, i’m ahead by a mile
sucker thought he could rap, i f-ck up n-gga’s morale
i got the clarity of jay, the complexity of nas, lines like big l, i go against all odds
like pac did, i pop sh-t with the best of them
they got to much estrogen to f’ with him
ima’ changa like the nephilim
i flood the market till there’s no more left of them like the days of noah
i split the brick and dip my blade in c0ka
take a sniff and see there’s nothing doper
this c0ke-eighty sh-t, they soft as baby sh-t, p-ssy as chocha
they better deuce before the whole world smell the aroma
listen, i want it all, charlie i’m born to ball
im the machine-gun preacher and this is my alter call… bang!
im the machine-gun preacher and this is my alter call… bang!

- logic lyrics

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