They call me LOGIK aka THE MILLION HOLLAR MAN-my plan-
To be the ROBERTO DURAN-
of punchlines- that dent mindz- when they land-
Iradicate/ eliminate-ten of you dimes- cause im short
a buck-
its like they applied- to be one of many PEOPLE I
STUCK-
Running your mouth saying my name like we fucked-
For almost the last month-
Adlib every punchline cause you suck-
And come weak-that’s why you need to double them up-
OH JESUS
is right cause when I spit delirous-
You’ll be screamin the name like a religious
experience-
Leaking fluids like feminest wrestling on they
periods-

I capatalize off every word I said- and let it end- in
exclamations-
Metaphorically kill you dead- outline you in
punctu-ations-
Im like ocu~puncture abrations- performed by a
suicidal asian—
After marking 50.8 level registration- of
intoxication-
ORBO ABACHO you cant ignore us- the collaberation
/ impregnation/insimination of words like I raw fucked
a thesaurus-

my tongue alone splits- compound words like vaginal
lips-
callen these cats nasty clits--
and ass~holes…. a mix-
between being dirty and being full of shit---

yeah I got knowledge but why show it-
this is what you wanted so-be-it-
now im prepping to battle with bombs like the
so~vi~ets-
plus with a legion-translation the conjuring of
demons-
who pledge alleagence- to one meaning-
to be so demeaning- and rip m.c.’s so fast by the time
they contort they body still be heaten-

a lyrical razor- but as sharp as a lazer-
spit on you while I flow then conduct a verse- at 40
thousand mega hurtz-
through a tazor-the size of a pager-


ight lemme come in nigga

Its sunshine that nigga the lights up the block // ak –47 word penetrator with the stand by by glock// verbal asasins and killings, its world war 3// murderin wack emcees spitting shit so sick I verbally split you in threes// yo logic pass the beat please so I can let these faggots know, when I come out for battle im rippin you a new asshole// im sendin blows like sin on the wackones dicks // I give ticks like tourettes syndrome and country hicks// lacinated pen with the gift of a prodigy no turning back walking my path logically//I chronically smoke chronic absent mindedly// don’t cry to me when im spittin the fire consistently// so fuck yall who never believed in me, cuz everyone knows the style burns more than fire in the first degree//observingly I elevated severely, writing verses from the heart sincerely// but I can barely take hating bitch netcees that talk more shit than they do, cant you see?// So try me, if u wanna battle me hit me up in bitch slapped so u can get nasty net disease// oh you don’t know? That’s when I beat u so bad I have u dick ryding these(nuts) hating with beef and envy inside// robbin emcees of they fame ,call me bonny and clyde// I will abide and duckin or no shows,ha! I will never hide so if u wanna battle this newbie you gotta decide//until then i write and get better so if u want me call me now, before u get ripped like shredder(ninja turtles)and wonder how