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Artiste : Logic
Titre : Lyricism
Uh, uh, uh
I run game like a sony
The original Mac Pro, sue Apple yeah they owe me
I´m real like iMac you bootleg phony
The center of attention but you at the cypher lonely

When I step up on the stage everybody getting loud
Call me double 07 cause I bond with the crowd
Say he rhyming with the rest of ´em
Up there with the best of ´em
No style can compare like Marc Jacobs addressing ´em
Inside the booth that’s my only safe haven
Flyer than a 747 out of Reagan
Ha, I keep the flow abstract
Keep the toast close to my six pack so im ab strapped
Nah, but it sounded tight right (Right, right, right)
Yeah, I said this buzz I´m creating is light years ahead
To infinite and beyond my shit is bomb
Like Al Qaeda carry on

You want beef I´ll give it to you classy like filet mignon motherfucker
Ha yeah, yo shit is vary like a military commissary
Oh my bad I mean cheesy cause your vocab it varies
Give me the mic and you know I´ma fucking smash this
I want my record in constant rotation like the earths axis
Never need to tighten up my game I spit ratchets
I´m David Blain you bammers is hat tricks
I´m a somersault off the boat you just a back flip
Any competitor whatever come face me
Homie im already straight you can´t brace me
Yeah, I keep my cool like AC
That franchise flow you know we spread like Macy´s

Any style, any pace I can flow it all
Getting brain in the booth I´ma know it all
You bleeding right through yo face homie yes, you show it all
I got that vi la Vida poker face I don’t show at all
This is maturity homie but you don’t grow at all
Pretends the fans minds is money I blow it all
Y´all slipping falling y´all can´t get up
Call me Drake´s ACL, I tear shit up
No disrespect homie
Nothing intended this is wordplay only
Never synthetic I keep it real never keep it phony
Stand out like blue jeans on the red carpet before the tonies
It ain´t over till the fat lady sing and I got that bitch gagged

I been red flagged by these posers that brag
I´m Comcast, they Fios
I study they bios
So if we beef I have the upper hand on all my rivals
This is just a bit of lyricism for your mind
Encrypted like Egyptian hieroglyphics and rewind
And listen to the punchlines divine to blow ya fucking mind
Enjoy yourselves