Prime - Logic

Hey the mental state of a lyricist in his prime

Spit divine thought from the mind

Poetic rhetoric that rhyme

We punch lines that leave you conflicted and hit rewind

Every time I spit an ill line the worlds mine

F**k a matana

Quit it the second I'm out the vagina

Won't even call her mañ ana sike

Lyrical unibomber

Ima allergic to drama

Mentality of a felon

Rebelling elevate

While you repellin'

Only hate because I'm sellin'

Who you tellin'

See I was on that raw sh*t

While you was on that naw sh*t

The people they gonna toss it

When that all they endorse it

I just waited for my time to shine I never forced it

Strategically planned it like peyton mannin' way before sh*t was even real

I remember nights as a child with my momma hungry

But my hunger for this music is on another level

This sh*t will truly have you contemplatin' deals with the devil

But homie I'm a king not a pawn I never settle

Cause the strength within my mind

Is so fine I can bend metal

Yeah in high school I wasn't worried about them a's and b's

I was trying to make the flow unkillable to obtain these gs

Murder syllables yes I aim to please so much ice

They call me Mr Freeze Sike

All up under your girls skirt as if I was the breeze

Flow celsius I surpass degrees

Homie please

And now I'm feelin' like I'm number 1

Cause nobody made it in the game out of where I'm coming from

Can you feel me

Me and my team devised a scheme to get the cream

Followin' dreams livin' our lives like movie scenes

Started as a teen sippin' liquor smoking' green

For music I was a fiend my homies know what I mean

Ha lethal projectiles aimed at reptiles

Best get your money in order fore' you get checked now

Yeah the beats my b**ch the mic's my mistress

Fiance flowin' I engage don't miss this now

Hop on the track you know I kill it to death

F**kin' with logic it's inevitable that I will result in your imminent death

Now hit rewind and take a breath homie ain't nothin' left

I'm gregory house and this game is testin' my patients

Been on the low like Freemasons

Livin' amazing if your sh*t is hot my sh*t is Cajun

Divine white wine flowin' yes you know its aging

You got sixteens ha I got mathematical equations