[Intro: Phil Ade]

Yo, it's your boy Phil Ade

Ah, man, it's crazy here

Logic, I think they're ready for it

Let's get it

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I got it now

What is it, pay the world a visit

Let them know I'm 'bout it with this golden ticket

See, my curriculum is flippin' 'em

A hundred and fifty one, yeah, we sippin' 'em,

Bitches, they trippin' all up in the club

Show me love if you really 'bout it, I don't never doubt it

One of the best out of Maryland

I'm down to shout it (Oh, really?)

Never cocky, I'm just confident, the flow is prominent

This is the reason that I'm dominant

That automatic platinum-plated flow, know I'ma shine with it

All of y'all is down to conform, but I realign with it

Performing at a full house, feeling like Uncle Jesse

Bitches, they stress me; take them to the crib, undress three

Children lie, men lie, women lie then we die

But I'm here to tell the truth and let you know I'm finna rise

To no surprise, fake rappers, meet your demise

The microphone and Adobe Audition my only supplies

Look within my eyes; yes, I'll bury the odds

Now I ask 'em, is you feelin' me?

[Verse 2]

I got it back and now I'm on again

Hit you in your chest like breathing after a shot of gin

I'm just a living organism that has arisen

With so many bars, I can manufacture for various prisons

So let me show you what I'm 'bout and baby, how I do it

Flowin' for hours every day just so I can improve it

When I perform, I envision a crowd and how to move it

See, I am lyrically inclined

Alphabetically take apart and rebuild your mind

I'm on my grind and guarantee ain't no style like mine

I bring the force of course with no remorse

I'm married to the game, don't even talk about divorce

'Til death do us part, reincarnate then restart

With Biggie's eyes, Big L's mind, and Pac's heart

Rip it apart, intravenously like poison dart,

Y'all bananas if you think I'm slippin' in Mario's kart