Logic - Homicide Ft. Eminem

[00:00.42] Intro: Smokey Legendary, Logic & Both

[00:03.67] Son, you know why you the greatest alive?

[00:06.66] Why, Dad?

[00:08.17] Because you came out of my balls, nigga

[00:11.17] Hahahahahaha

[00:12.17] Chorus: Logic

[00:13.42] Fuck rap

[00:13.92] Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic

[00:15.42] Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back

[00:17.17] Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive

[00:19.17] Leave a suicide note, fuck that

[00:20.67] Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this

[00:21.92] I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby

[00:23.92] I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies

[00:25.91] Verse 1: Logic

[00:26.41] I'm foamin' out the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out

[00:27.67] Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about

[00:29.68] And I dare you to test me

[00:31.17] 'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me

[00:32.42] And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration

[00:33.91] But I'm full of innovation

[00:34.93] And I'm tired of all of this high school "he's cool, he's not" rap shit

[00:38.67] Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit

[00:40.91] No, this ain't a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame

[00:42.67] Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame

[00:44.16] Like a moth to the flame, I'm a realer man, a killer

[00:46.17] Know you feelin' it, I sizzle when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself

[00:47.92] Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself

[00:49.92] Mass murder like this can't be good for my health

[00:51.92] When I rap like this, do I sound like shit?

[00:53.92] Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit

[00:55.17] Yeah, I'm killin' this shit

[00:56.17] Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit

[00:57.92] Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit?

[00:59.42] Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit

[01:01.17] Chorus: Logic

[01:01.42] Fuck rap

[01:01.92] Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic

[01:03.42] Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back

[01:05.17] Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive

[01:07.16] Leave a suicide note, fuck that

[01:08.17] Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this

[01:09.92] I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby

[01:11.92] I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika-chika

[01:13.42] Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady

[01:14.17] Verse 2: Logic

[01:15.17] There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide

[01:17.17] Hit 'em with that (Do-do-do) and they die

[01:18.67] We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide

[01:20.92] I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes

[01:25.17] No, we ain't fuckin' with that

[01:26.42] Yeah, there's a time and a place

[01:27.42] But if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps

[01:29.17] Callin' yourself the greatest alive

[01:30.92] Then you don't deserve to do that

[01:32.17] No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that

[01:33.67] You gon' get smacked

[01:34.67] You gon' make Bobby attack

[01:36.17] You gon' make Bobby Boy snap

[01:37.17] You gon' make Bobby Boy snap (Bobby Boy!)

[01:38.67] Chorus: Logic

[01:38.92] Fuck rap

[01:39.67] Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic

[01:40.92] Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back

[01:42.67] Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive

[01:45.42] Leave a suicide note, fuck that

[01:46.42] Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this

[01:47.67] I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby

[01:49.41] I'm feelin' like I'm chika-chika-chika-chika

[01:51.17] Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady

[01:52.42] Verse 3: Eminem

[01:52.92] Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like JAY-Z

[01:54.17] Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything

[01:56.17] Are getting washed now, liga-liga-liga, like bathing

[01:57.67] Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees

[01:59.66] Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy

[02:01.17] Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover

[02:02.92] Your body goes limp and slumps over

[02:04.67] Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered

[02:06.42] Hold up, I said rover because now your Rover is red

[02:09.67] Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant

[02:11.17] But I roll over my opponents instead

[02:13.17] Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down

[02:15.92] I'll go slow for the speds

[02:17.42] But when I go (Roof!) like the doberman said

[02:18.42] I still think the (Roof!) would go over your head (Haha)

[02:20.17] Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit

[02:21.42] With so many foul lines, you think I'm a free throw

[02:22.92] Figured it was about time for people to eat crow

[02:24.67] You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned?

[02:26.42] I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep clothes

[02:28.67] From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T

[02:31.18] Who the best, I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though

[02:33.17] 'Cause MCs know

[02:33.67] But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts

[02:35.17] Your shit is ass like a tailbone

[02:36.42] Or you're trapped in your cell phone

[02:37.42] Or my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe

[02:38.68] I don't want to fuckin' listen to you spit your raps someone else wrote

[02:40.67] Used to get beat up by the big kids

[02:42.17] Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel

[02:44.17] And I wouldn't do shit but just sit still

[02:45.68] Now money's not a big deal

[02:46.67] I'm rich, I wipe my ass with six mill'

[02:48.92] Big bills like a platypus

[02:49.93] A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis

[02:50.92] I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin'

[02:52.68] Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate

[02:54.42] Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin

[02:56.17] And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again

[02:57.67] A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back

[03:00.42] And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap

[03:01.42] I sound like a fuckin' millionaire

[03:02.67] With the Derringer with a hair trigger

[03:03.92] 'Bout to bear hug it, fuckin' terrier, the Ric Flair dripper

[03:05.93] Y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil

[03:07.92] When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin' air duct

[03:09.67] I'm about to bare knuckle it, nah, fuck it

[03:11.17] I'm gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket

[03:12.17] Abraca-fuckin'-dabra

[03:13.42] The track is the blood, I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it

[03:15.16] What? Dracula, fuck that shit

[03:16.67] I'm up, back with a thud

[03:17.67] Man, stop

[03:18.67] Outro: Chris D'Elia

[03:19.91] Look what I'm plannin', plannin', I'm plannin' to

[03:21.42] Do all this while ya panickin'

[03:23.67] And you're lookin' and starin' at mannequins

[03:24.17] And I'm goin' to Fanagans

[03:28.67] Trying to get up a plan against

[03:30.42] All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans

[03:32.42] While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana

[03:35.43] You're in a cab-

[03:36.67] I'm in a cabana and a Janet

[03:38.42] I'm in a cabana chantin' all this stand up banter

[03:40.92] While you don't got the stamina, you're lackin' the stamina

[03:43.92] You're lackin' the stamina while you're divorcin' Harrison Ford

[03:45.92] And I'm in a Porsche on the floor boards

[03:48.67] While I'm world tourin'

[03:51.17] You usin' way too many napkins, papkins

[03:53.92] Lapkins and chapki-

[03:55.42] You using ChapStick and napkins while I'm bapkin'

[03:58.92] Flappin' around like a bapkin'

[04:02.42] Flamminababbitapannitajampkin

[04:04.17] Dammit, a can of p-