Logic
Ultra Violent
[Intro: Logic]
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)

[Verse 1: Logic]
Behind the mic or on the MPC is where you’ll find him
Fucking waste of life, you should’ve died in the 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, your 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 I'ma show out
My shit bananas, no doubt, huh
Yeah, you bet' not bring your hoe out
You motherfuckers ain’t got no clout
Kick in the door, waving the .44
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

[Bridge: Logic]
From the underground (Underground)
And we're uh-, from the un-
Uh-uh, from the underground (Underground)
If-if we're, if we're un-

[Verse 2: MTP]
Yeah, yeah
Logic this, Logic that
M is sick, M is wack
You know we just don’t give a fuck
Yeah, check me out
Guess I’m Underground but I ain’t dead, I’m Very Much Alive
1-800 then I kill this beat, you know it’s do or die
Motherfucker never missed a beat, unless I’m giving life to little bitches snaking in my shit although I let him
‘Cause I’m better
If I ain’t responding then it’s probably ‘cause I’m better
If I let you slide just know I know that then I led them
Like pow-pow-pow, 3 shots aligned
And that’s what I call pow-pow-pow, premeditated suicide
Ultra Violent, blood red like violet
Pop off on this beat, and I don’t need all your advices
Pop off so you know it’s me
Pop out, call me Polo G
Pop out, I’m the one you motherfuckers wish you could of been
I’m back again, I’m slapping, mad-rapping
Get you trigger finger to agitate and shot back on yourself ‘fore I respond but I ain’t gonna respond
That’s how far this is gonna get
And I’m repping PLP ‘less you fuckers wanna square up
Grip the mic like a machete and go and sever some heads
Motherfucker wanna mess with me I leave you dead
Like a bottle, I finna pop the cap off your raps
Yeah, you’re like a motherfucker writing all caps
Only hoods I know are the ones in my closet
Never was the one to start up trouble ‘fore I started-
And now I’m all up in your face, Tryna get what’s mine’s
Never doubt a wonder, I’m the wonde- you wondering
All them rappers now-a-days sound just like mandarin
I predicted it a while back, it’s called Chinese
The ‘old MTP’, I’m the ‘new MTP׳
I’m the ‘pack up all your shit before I snap’ MTP
I’m the ‘don’t settle, I’m coming, be aware’ MTP
Yeah, I’m the ‘new MTP׳
I am back MTP, ‘lemme snap MTP’
‘I ain’t asking for permission, Imma snap MTP’
It’s a scheme - MTP
‘What’s the Scheme MTP’ ?
The scheme is say my name as much as possible just so you know it’s me (pow)

[Outro: MTP]
Yeah, aye, takes are hella good, what the fuck
Uh-uh, from the underground (Underground)
We’re from the motherfucking underground (Motherfuckin'), aye