Logic : [Intro]
You have interfered with our affairs for the last time
Yeah, yeah
Ch-Ch-Check mic, check one-two
Straight from the underground type shit
When I write shit, yeah, type shit, ayo (Ayo)

Logic : [Verse 1]
Behind the mic or on an MPC is where you’ll find him
Fucking waste of life, you should’ve died in a condom
17 days, your whole shit beyond too weak
I grip the mic and blow the spot like plastique
The bomb atomically, the lyrical anomaly, bitch, I'm on one
Yeah, you fucking with the wrong one
I wrote this shit backstage in an arena
Pep and Jordan sippin' Pellegrino, never Aquafina
Been through a lot of pain, yeah, that’s word to Gina
I grip the mic like a machete, fuck
Grip the mic like a machete, get ready, don’t do me petty
Or I’ll do you like Bruce Willis did that boy Zeddy
Feeling arrogant, all up in your system like heroin, it’s easy
Know my beats bumpin' like Deezy
"Wu Tang Forever," get the C.R.E.A.M., shit's breezy
Whip out my dick, how it taste?
I’m cummin on your face, I’m a savage, this shit is average
Yeah, ha, on this day, we become legendary
Everything we dreamed of, bitch, I creamed up and rolled out
Illest motherfucker on the scene, don’t bring yo' hoe out
Louis on my feet, best believe imma show out
My shit bananas, no doubt, huh
Yeah, you better not bring your hoe out
You motherfuckers ain’t got no clout
Kick in the door, waving the four four
Bobby-Boy ain’t never rap on some shit like this before
Contradictin' himself on every other song
I got different calls for different occasions
This shit is amazing, now let me run that shit back, I fucked up
Listen, listen, ayo, contradictin' himself on every other song
I got different moves for different occasions, my shit is amazing
Barely scratching the surface, I’m barely fucking grazing
On the beat machine, dropping gems like back [?]
I gotta leave the booth 'cause my homeboy's blazing
Tryna get so hot and not a fuckin' thing faze him
Logic : [Outro]
From the underground (Underground)
And we're uh-, from the un-
Uh-uh, from the underground (Underground)
If-if we're un-

AMillz : [Verse 2]
Yo
Yeah
Run it
This shit so amazing
Drop a song with logic now all your friends hatin
Red hot Beretta shooting shots like i'm satan
AMillz on the come up WTF im waitin for the payment
WTF being welcome to forever
Got logic on the boom bap rap shit who better
Cold hearted but ill never gonna wear a sweater
Cease and desist don't even send the letter
Nah
Share this on your Instagram and see it on your Snapchat
See all your friends hit me up like they rattpack
Nah, don't be stupid you don't got no common sense i see
Too stupid just use a little L-O-G-I-C
That’s logic for you stupid little money hoes
And your stupid corny flows
We ultra violent
RGB like i'm fucking ultra violet
Talk some shit on AMillz ill make you go silent
Hip fire the drako I never needed no guidance
October 25th my album drops buy it
I really just plugged my shit on a logic track and i'm not gonna deny it
Yeah
Rappin like a fiend smoking up the money tree
E trap see many run it backwards don't fuck with me
I'm done with you clowns a just lemme breathe
Step on AMillz ima drag you underneath (to the underground)
1800 kept you alive logic don't want you dyin
He stopped you from tryin
I murdered this flow now i hear 12 spyin
Diamond in the rough no pressure i'm lyin
On some undiscovered rap shit i'm gassed like pedal
Precision and precious cut metal
I'm so high like i'm smoking an increda-bowl
Shit really takin a toll
I'm burning out rappers who never had embers from they coal
Its your girl that i stole
Now she on my bankroll
Midnight by logic on the speaker 12 out on patrol
We ultra violent time for population control
Oooo big syllables
Rapping like i care bout all you individuals
I'm a super i'm violet now i'm goin invisible
Last line c in logic at least i got the visual (ha)
I'm ultra violent
Bomb you like a Saudi pilot
Screamin bitch be quiet
Everyone sensitive go start a riot
Dissin AMillz yeah go ahead and try it
Private jets we fly it
See the drip then i buy it
Hole in the wall fist not cryin
Girl texts me like she think i'm super ultra violent
Its funny that i'm rapping to a circus
When these clowns are the ones that i haven't even heard of
Clowns got emotions and i would hate to hurt em
Fuckin Rudolph nose and high pitched flows
Hope the world hear this and everybody knows
Its Logic and AMillz and we catchin these woahs
This track keep runnin like a fuckin winter nose
Now i'm blowin like ya girl on a Saturday night
Its Nikki and she wit see the Julies little light
Yeah that's right
Julie wit me she kiss me she do it wit me just a quickie
Now they out to get me run and hide replacing Nikki
They don't want my smoke
They don't wanna choke
On my super rap showdown
I'm thinkin that they know now
I keep it real spit it independent not looking for a deal
If you looking for some closure this ain’t the place to heal
On my come up give me a ladder that shit ill run up
Go global like a baby i'm ready for the Gunna
That's just some street gossip if you really gonna wonder
Calling me a blunder who’s always stuck under
But one day everyone will know the name even ya mother
AMillz : [Outro]
Even ya mother
Thaha
AMillz Logic
Rattpack Boyyyy