[Intro: Logic & Se7enth Assassin]

Aye, hold up, I gotta take a piss

Aye man

What?

You already know what I'm 'bout to do

What, you 'bouta chief?

Holdin' it down

Oh, oh, ohh

Aye man, make sure you wash your hands

Fuck you

Yeah, yeah

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hah, check it out, we gon' do it like this

Fuck an intro (Haha)

Let me kick it

[Verse]

Yo, cold as my style when I let the flow rush in

On cloud 9, like a gulp of Robitussin

Spit gritty, raw, dirty, nasty, disgusting

Ain't nobody on this earth that's worth the trustin'

Keep yo head up, but never yo chin

The next line is for the record, so allow it to spin

I am not without sin, a poet without a pen

Not a pawn, not a rook, not a crook, I'm a lord

A grandmaster, the earth's my chess board

Rhymes I recite with my doublе-edged sword

I drop tracks like a snitch drop dimеs

Way back when, in the black and white times

Whenever an informant would witness a crime

He'd drop ten cents in the phone, hence the dime

I'm on time, with the metaphors as I rhyme

The way I see, you couldn't genetically engineer a better MC

Split atoms to make me

Life's a race, but I chase the paper

Fuck a caper, I soar like a skyscraper

Study hip-hop like a blueprint paper

I spit mass verses like I'm overly religious

Eat MCs, they wack flows so delicious

Float like a butterfly with venom in my stinger

You couldn't touch my spit if I drooled it on your finger

Said I'm classy, but raw, like filet mignon

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And you can catch me on the corner spittin' lyrics

Ready and willin' who wanna hear it?

Ha, ha