YO from the top
im at the top of the game- so elivated if i spit at my level on aim- and send it might split a cat frame-
like dropping a penny of the world trade- building-
it would adapt to 1000 pound of pressure by measure wind peeling- just from the ground and ceiling-charged with a weapon conseeling-
and thats just a skilcraft-im leathel with this pen the recoil of the spring could give whiplash-
go ahead laugh- if you want -until we collide- my verbal monoxide- could exhaust you in font-
every thing from script to ariel- old english to courier-
i launch the ill shit like a porn actor turn aids carrier-
call me out the whole boards daring ya-
what LOGIK spits- logik rips- parten-
you from your skillz and post then om a milk carton-
(HAVE YOU SEEN MY SKILL)
nah that shit could never be found-
and you wouldnt be the bomb is you and c-4 were down-
ran a sex train on some grenades taped and bound-
LOGIK the noun that turn verb in all pretence-
a battler say my name wrong get referred to in past tence-
im ammence- with words that mince- my advesaries if call you half garbage that shit a compliment-
cause i was trash too but thats in life i was a king with content-