Logic - Homicide (feat. Eminem) (Official Audio)
[00:01.39] "Homicide"
[00:02.89] (feat. Eminem)
[00:03.89] Son, you know why you the greatest alive?
[00:06.64] Why dad?
[00:08.64] Because you came out of my balls, nigga!
[00:11.39] Hahahahahaha!
[00:13.64] Fuck rap
[00:14.14] Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic
[00:14.88] Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
[00:17.14] Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
[00:19.39] Leave a suicide note, fuck that
[00:20.89] Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
[00:22.14] I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
[00:23.89] I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies
[00:26.63] I'm foamin' at the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out
[00:28.39] Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about
[00:30.14] And I dare you to test me
[00:31.14] 'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me
[00:32.89] And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration
[00:34.39] But I'm full of innovation
[00:35.39] And I'm tired of all of this high school "he's cool, he's not" rap shit
[00:38.14] Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit
[00:41.14] No, this ain't a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame
[00:43.14] Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame
[00:44.64] Like a moth to the flame, I'ma reel 'em in and kill 'em
[00:46.39] Know you feelin' lyricism when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself
[00:48.63] Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself
[00:50.39] Mass murder like this can't be good for my health
[00:51.88] When I rap like this, do I sound like shit?
[00:53.64] Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit
[00:55.39] Yeah, I'm killin' this shit
[00:56.39] Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit
[00:58.14] Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit?
[00:59.64] Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit
[01:01.64] Fuck rap
[01:02.39] Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic
[01:03.39] Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
[01:04.63] Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
[01:07.64] Leave a suicide note, fuck that
[01:08.39] Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
[01:09.89] I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
[01:12.13] I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika-chika
[01:13.64] Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady
[01:15.39] There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide
[01:17.64] Hit 'em with that (Do-do-do) and they die
[01:19.14] We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide
[01:21.88] I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes
[01:25.14] No, we ain't fuckin' with that
[01:26.39] Yeah, there's a time and a place
[01:27.64] But if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps
[01:29.39] Callin' yourself the greatest alive
[01:30.89] Then you don't deserve to do that
[01:32.39] No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that
[01:34.13] You gon' get smacked
[01:35.13] You gon' make Bobby attack
[01:36.38] You gon' make Bobby Boy snap
[01:37.64] You gon' make Bobby Boy snap (Bobby Boy!)
[01:39.39] Fuck rap
[01:39.89] Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic
[01:41.14] Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
[01:43.14] Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
[01:45.38] Leave a suicide note, fuck that
[01:46.64] Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
[01:47.89] I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
[01:49.64] I'm feelin' like I'm chika-chika-chika-chika
[01:51.64] Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady
[01:53.14] Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like JAY-Z
[01:54.89] Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything
[01:56.63] Are getting washed now, liga-liga-liga, like bathing
[01:58.14] Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees
[01:59.88] Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy
[02:01.64] Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover
[02:03.39] Your body goes limp and slumps over
[02:04.89] Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered
[02:06.64] Hold up, I said rover because now your Rover is red
[02:09.89] Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant
[02:11.89] But I roll over my opponents instead
[02:13.64] Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down
[02:15.89] I'll go slow for the speds
[02:17.14] But when I go (Roof!) like the Doberman said
[02:18.89] I still think the (Roof!) would go over your head (Haha)
[02:20.89] Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit
[02:21.88] With so many foul lines, you'll think I'm a free throw
[02:23.64] Figured it was about time for people to eat crow
[02:25.39] You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned?
[02:26.89] I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep's clothes
[02:29.39] From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T
[02:32.14] Who the best, I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though
[02:33.39] 'Cause MCs know
[02:34.39] But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts
[02:35.39] Your shit is ass like a tailbone
[02:36.64] Or you're trapped in your cell phone
[02:37.64] Or my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe
[02:38.89] I don't want to fuckin' listen to you spit your raps someone else wrote
[02:40.64] Used to get beat up by the big kids
[02:42.63] Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel
[02:44.14] And I wouldn't do shit but just sit still
[02:45.89] Now money's not a big deal
[02:47.14] I'm rich, I wipe my ass with six mill'
[02:48.89] Big bills like a platypus
[02:50.39] A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis
[02:52.14] I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin'
[02:53.39] Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate
[02:54.89] Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin
[02:56.39] And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again
[02:58.14] A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back
[03:00.64] And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap
[03:02.14] I sound like a fuckin' millionaire
[03:03.14] With a Derringer with a hair trigger
[03:04.64] 'Bout to bear hug a fuckin' terrier, the Ric Flair dripper
[03:07.14] Y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil
[03:10.39] When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin' air duct
[03:11.14] I'm about to bare knuckle it, nah, fuck it
[03:11.89] I'm gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket
[03:12.89] Abraca-fuckin'-dabra
[03:13.64] The track is the blood, I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it
[03:15.64] What? Dracula, fuck that shit
[03:16.89] I'm up, back with a thud
[03:17.89] Man, stop
[03:19.39] Look what I'm plannin', plannin', I'm plannin'
[03:21.14] To do all this while ya panickin'
[03:23.89] And you're lookin' and starin' at mannequins
[03:26.14] And I'm goin' to Fanagans
[03:28.13] Tryin' to get up a plan against
[03:30.38] All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans
[03:33.14] While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana
[03:36.14] You're in a cab-? I'm in a cabana and a Janet
[03:36.89] I'm in a cabana chantin' all this stand up banter
[03:41.14] While you don't got the stamina, you're lackin' the stamina
[03:43.89] You're lackin' the stamina while you're divorcin' Harrison Ford
[03:46.90] And I'm in a Porsche on the floorboards
[03:48.89] While I'm world tourin'
[03:51.64] You usin' way too many napkins
[03:53.38] Papkins, Lapkins and Chapki-
[03:56.14] You using ChapStick and napkins while I'm bapkin'
[03:58.64] Flappin' around like a bapkin'
[04:02.39] Flamminababbitapannitajampkin
[04:04.63] Dammit my can of p-
