Perfect Storm Illogic (Ft. Eclipse)

[Verse 1: ?]
I walk around your car with a knife, screaming “What is life?”
The first nig I see tonight might actually catch a slice
I strike criminally equal and kill four people
Y’all was craving for a sequel, see and you screamed too
At the preview peeping the iller damers fleeting review
Review the chapter of a mental warfare of sorts
Push you off the course, riding the Tour de Force
Come back compact and attack these active rappers
Under the trap door, now I’m the one the cops is looking for
Just walked out of the gun store
Wearing the mask, the money bag, and had it full with metaphors

[Hook: Illogic]
Now what was that? Huh?
What, what was you saying?
My, my, my crew’s the what?
My crew’s the shit
Your crew throwing fits
You ain’t doing what, what?
You ain’t doing shit
Yo, now what was that?
What, what was you saying?
Yo, yo, your crew’s the what?
Your crew ain’t shit
You ain’t fuckin’ wit it
You ain’t doin’ shit
Shh, now watch out
Hold up hold up