Organized Noize - BackPack lyrics

[Intro] I'mma just go in on this joint right now for y'all All my lyricism heads where y'all at? [Verse 1] I spit fifties and sh** hundreds, do sh** that's undid Spontaneously combust in these b**hes guts I get em wet, no need to touch Break they back like dutches Keep em close like the toast I clutch Never the less, I'm never depressed I keep feelings suppressed One of the best but need to listen if I'mma progress I'm ready to live, I'm ready to die, I'm ready to ride for rap I said it on a record, now I can't take it back Stop, I shut it down like a bloodclot Smoke emcees, like a f**in bumbaclot Mic check, I come to catch wreck d**h before dishonor so I'm coming for your neck I pop emcees like Hymens Y'all gla** posing in studs but I'm a diamond I reckon you need to listen, I'm never dissin' Unless your sh** is wack, I'll beat you into submission Catch me fishin, cause I'm eating for a lifetime Wisdom in my mind, I'm a star watch me shine f**ing your b**h from behind Record it and hit rewind I'm nasty, construct rhymes like rhinoplasty A hip-hop statute, rhymes coming at you God bless you, when I kick wisdom it never stress you Or test you unless you a dumb motherf**er [Interlude] We gon' get into it like this... [Verse 2] Said this is mathematic tactics, murder this rap sh** Intravenously inject my prophylactics Inhale my words like a fresh batch of Vicks Similar to black ice cause the flow so slick What's up, rappers hear the rhyme they slit they wrists up Do a whole 'lotta talking, no rapping like fisticuffs Yeah, turn my headphones up That's all you sayin' but I'm sprayin' and I can't get enough Raw, rugged and rough, my alter ego Mr. Tough I'll call your bluff, face to face never snuff I murder you with predicate poetic balletic sh** No mercy cause if I grip the mic they might curse me Da Vinci flow before I grip the mic I'm in control Before I manifested tendons I was rhyming as a embryo Living in vertigo half of these f**ers don't know It's Logic—I said it's Logic