[Logic]

Lyrically I murder you quicker than Lamborghini drive-bys

Who knew one man could handle more beef than Five Guys?

Sharper than steak knives, that I used to break ties

West Deer Park, that's where I'm from, end of story

Where cats pack more MACs than Apple's inventory

Maryland on my back, never slack, get the glory

I'm a motherfucking lyricist bitches they fearing us

Back in the day, they wasn't hearing this

Now I'm the one who's steering this, I'm self-driven

Will he kill it? That's a lyrical given

New-School style, but the '90s is where my lyrics living

My flow is like another Earth, second nature

I'll disintegrate ya', migrate ya', then light-saber, decapitate ya'

In the beginning they said I was fabricated

As soon as the numbers escalated, but these fuckers just mad that I made it

More chains than when a slave's traded, check it

I'm under MC's skin, like muscle tissue, what's the issue?

If you talking shit then I'ma hit you

Grab that pistol and whip you then dip you in lava, ain't no one 'liver

Second I arrive I murder it, I know you never heard of it

So sick, my lyrics I don't spit I regurgitate 'em

As listeners, chronologically study my words verbatim

Assassinate 'em, the second I raid 'em like five-O

We pull off the heist and flee to Cabo, uh

I mask emotions like a robbery

'Cause when it comes to matters of the heart, women will clog your arteries

This reality, kill it and you're dead like a fatality

Haters wanna kill me, I should put 'em on a salary and give 'em their own hotline to talk shit

Call it 1-800-SUCK-MY-DICK

Wu-Tang forever, motherfucker what I'm reppin'

The second I step in the vicinity, murder evil entities

Who pretend to be friends of me but I know they not

Heart of gold, that's what I got, catch me in the spot

Never getting caught, never getting shot

Know we never run like snot

Unless it's from the cops then out body drops, ha

Of course I'm speaking metaphorical

Prophesizing the future like the oracle

Flow is rhetorical the shit's historical

But they don't understand me I'm staying now

I getting honeys wiser than Christopher Columbus

While the youth's listening to music that make them the dumbest

Kamasutra flow, motherfuckers already know

My position is on top, your position is fetal

Never vain like a needle 'less I'm on the mic damn right

Hand me the mic and I'm the cockiest arrogant motherfucker that you've ever met

But after the set, I'm humble, ready to rumble no we never stumble cause we 'bout it

Before I dropped my last shit everybody doubted

Till it came out, spit the flame out, and got my name out

'Cause I'm ripping it up in a way that ain't nobody heard of it

Totally original but you ain't heard a word of it

All you do is compare me to others cause you're scared of it

So every category that you put me in I murder it

Murder it brutally, who are you to me, what could you do to me?

To make me stop telling people to follow their dreams?

'Cause in the world we livin' everything it ain't all as it seems

But, if I can make ain't no reason they can't do the same

So if you ain't happy then you're the one to blame

What a shame, persevere 'til these haters fearing your name

Life is a vicious game, deal with both pleasure and pain

But you only get one shot, so boy, you better aim

Rattpack, Wu-Tang, forever what I claim