Rapman by Logic
[Intro:]
Meanwhile, back at the rapcave!
Jumping Gee willickers rapman your never gona believe
this!
What seems to be the problem my raptastic companion?
I just found out there's a bunch of wack ass, no talent
having, swear they can
Rap, 40-something, shoulda got a job, still living with
their parents, so wack they
Couldn't even get the whole 15 minutes of fame, only
got 2 minutes perpetrating bitch ass
Motherfuckers out there on the scene trying to make
music!
Oh my God! (I know!)
Rapman will not stand for this! (Go Get 'Em!)
To the booth!
[Verse 1:]
Now let me hop up in the rap mobile, get so much pussy
in the back they should call it the cat-mobile
Everybody's worried about a deal, but I keep it real
Fucking around and I hit you in the crown with a
inevitable sound that's spreading through your town
Hold up! Gee willickers rapman I don't think they
comprehend or can begin to even understand
We don't fight crime, we fight whack rhymes, one song
at a time, line after line
Hold up! motherfucker I'm bout to roll up, pull out the
hamma on a bamma leave em tore up (oh my God!)
Yea you talk, but can you walk, let's see you put the
dough up (Cha-Ching!)
Rhymes I throw up, a little nasty bastard, people
hating on a brother just cause I mastered the flow
Like Jedi, bet I, murder it before you heard of it,
bitches I'm murking it
Go berzerk in the club while honeys twerkin it
Haters talking shit where they ain't to time for this,
you know I'm bombing this, the flow is ominous
Second I'm rhyming this, sound like a dominous.
(Ching!)
All the people that was hatin' in the beginning, know
that I'm winning, let me slip through your fingers
And now your spinning, you can check the Polaroid
pictures cause bitches I'm grinning I got it
Treat the game like a honey, I had to get inside it
Visionary of logic, is like two planets collided
I'm a lyrical miracle, matter fact a paradox
On stage while my DJ scratching like chicken pox
Never put me in your box, if your shit eats tapes
I'm not biting, only quoting one of the greats, now
The radio got me feeling disgusted, punch you in the
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