Crash Illogic (Ft. Ill Poetic)

[Verse 1: Ill Poetic]
Study my flow like architecture

I’m still hungry, and I be spittin’ like I still want it
Long as y'all still want me, fuck a little hundred
How can you look up in the sky and think it’s still sunny?
Are you experienced? I feel little blunted
I need a revolutionary revolution so I let my 45 collide with a 45
I need a resolution, Aaliyah gets the irony
Every time she sing that line to me, I die
I keep heart and soul running through my barrio
I keep audio runnin’ through my cardio
I keep a guardian angel with a bulletproof vest
And the words live forever on the left of my chest
You want the devil, you got him
You want the top, you need bottom
You want the props, you need to stop with the jealousy, uh
You want the treble, the bottom is in the subs
You can’t have the hate without the love, let's

[Chorus: Ill Poetic]
Let’s crash (crash)
Let’s crash (crash)
Let’s crash
You make the feeling last
Let me find a gun and shoot it at the sun just for fun