Stain in the Game Logic

[Intro: Logic, C Dot Castro & The London Bulgarian Choir]
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Flyer than the rest of 'em
I'm higher than the rest of 'em
My first name is Sir, so I'm sire to the rest of 'em
No-no-nothin' but the freshest wri-wri-writtens in my compositions
Psychological protégé, what more to say? Nothin', nothin'

[Chorus: Logic]
See, I'm a stain in the game, try to scrub me out, I'm still in (Yo)
I started at the bottom and now I'm spreadin' to the ceilin' (Yo)
Is you feelin' this lyricism I'm dealin' like rummy? (Yo)
You know my flow smoother than gin on its way to your tummy, nah

[Interlude: Logic]
See, I think we should come in like this, you know what I mean?
With that ill beat, sort of give it a different type of vibe (Okay, okay)
Uh (Kill this shit, son, let's get it before I cop that, 'sup, dog?)
(Okay), yeah, we finna get it like this
(Ayy, rip that shit, hope it there, homie), uh

[Chorus: Logic]
See, I'm a stain in the game, try to scrub me out, I'm still in
I started at the bottom and now I'm spreadin' to the ceilin'
Is you feelin' this lyricism I'm dealin' like rummy?
You know my flow smoother than gin on its way to your tummy, yeah