Juice Logic

[Intro]
"Hmmm, yeah!"
Sinatra

[Verse 1]
Aight, yeah, yeah, homie I'm comin'
I'm coming and I'm never gonna give up
My mentality is making rappers feel like
They can never even live up to Logic
You bust I dodge it
Think you seein' me, nah, you just miragin'
I'm gunnin, I'm gunnin like a semi-automatic
That’s fully equipped with lyricism, I'll let 'em have it
I blast it, any style that you comin' at me with
I master it, I son mothafuckas that I'm out on you bastards
Syke, I'm just playin' with y'all

[Verse 2]
Yeah, you know I had to keep it going
Kid rhymes that blow minds and C4in
Real recognize real and you lookin' foreign
I was spittin' flows before I was even born in the womb
And I'ma keep it up until the tomb
And as for the fame, yeah I know it's coming soon
Cause I'm goin' in raw, finna bust up in your room
I hit a beat and it's ergence to emerge in the game
Pukin Hodukens I'm too sick to spit that Yoga flame
The way I see it, this is rap second renassaince
Spittin' dirty sentences, so ill they affecting medicine
Ha, I'm heaven sent and spittin' fire like a demon
As the internet I let my flow to get to streamin', I'm beamin'
Flawlessly listen in that women in yo head while you dreamin'
Leo Dicaprio flow all up in that bitch schemin'
Tryna' get you to buy that album, tryna get you feenin'
See my vision as I commentate it
You wanna see naked rerun of the bait but the hater ate it
Success is truly overrated
I've seen caster with a blow up to pop and get deflated
See yeah, you made it but all your fans hate it
And it's kinda lookin' like you and Satan negotiated
When it comes down to the rap game you see I'm integrated
Half-white, half-black I had it incorporated
Get the money
(Whoever did this is a real pro)