i just got your pm........so here we go.......

This rap game's is like the sims to me......creating new shit......
Your lyrics are like garbage to me......straight to the pit
What i'm trying to say ilLogics is your time is bout up......
I'm bout to hand you your own lunch.....your lyrics spit in a cup
My punch lines ain't great.......but i'm getting better I think.....
I cut your spline wide open.......not even so much as a blink
I'll let anyone come at me.........give me the picks....
the only knowledge logic gots is the knowledge of dick
I put this shit down.......hard mighty and fast.....
I weigh around 5000 pounds in my lyrics mass.......
I'd like to see Illogics try to compete.......
He's feelin' hashbrown cooking........creating these beats......
I'm bout ready to rap this rap up........
once again............give your best shot....try to keep pace......
Before your nose and your jaw drop.....straight from your face.....