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Yeeeaah, yo, YO! This is motherfucking Louis Logic and I got my nigga Rude 1 on the boards, aight? 'bout to make shit hot in the house for the psy-chos Yo; It's your favourite talk show host with thoughts so close to disturbed most of my words are cheap shots that no one deserves so when the beat drops, so do the skirts and girls in knee socks 'priest locked the doors and had to close up the church my nigga Rude says: "Blow up you jerk, you're like a child going berserk without his ritalin for quite a while" I just left from the hospital without a prescription a lousy condition, now they're freaking out cause im missin' bound for suspicion, fleein' in my hospital gown with cops all around, I'll stop for a round Logic's in town- drop your drawers baybayyy *you're craaazay!!* But I love breaking the law, that's why the local courts hate me I'm like a pugilist, prone to moodiness instead of using words to talk I'd rather use my fist I'll black and blue your lips until it's swellin' up your cake hole if someone's offered logics album, tell 'em just to say no Songtexte'Cause it's addcitive as six hits of dope mixed with dro after youve been sniffin' coke You pussy motherfuckers need to fix your flow like the pills they use for kid control, now niggaz know ladiiiesss honk your horn if you're in love with a psy-cho who might go out on the prowl, rockin' a night robe just say you love me, 'cause im a nutcase and you can spend our honeymoon wrapped up in duct tape fellaas suck my dick if you don't love all my rap songs I'll hunt you down in a black thong with an axe drawn this cat's gone right over the cuckoo's nest, and I ain't comin' back with any scruples left So what's that sayin' about death and taxes? it's the same with logic because it's guaranteed my record's fattest Forget your movie set dramatics cause I'll catch you bastards and I'll dead your status like a pregnant actress whatever happens, i'm set for action like a movie director so kiss my sweaty ass when it comes through the projector the only role I play, is the booty inspector a nudist aggressor in nike shoes with reflectors Two thumbs up, when Lou comes up for the huge drunk lush who likes to chew punks up and if you want smut, you bet your ass I can deal in dirt peel the skirt off your sister while you get your feelin's hurt This ain't the time to be a cry baby Why hate me? because I'm swimming in fly ladies? If I take three days to write one verse, it's only cause I ate your sisters slit till my tongue hurts *this guys some jerk* Nah I'm just a fight starter who woke up in a funk like I used my right guard up Shit, you ain't lookin' for a wife are ya? (naa) I know your steeze bitch, you probably got a life partner ladiiiesss honk your horn if you're in love with a psy-cho who might go out on the prowl, rockin' a night robe just say you love me, 'cause im a nutcase and you can spend our honeymoon wrapped up in duct tape fellaas suck my dick if you don't love all my rap songs I'll hunt you down in a black thong with an axe drawn this cat's gone right over the cuckoo's nest, and I ain't comin' back with any scruples left COOCOOOOOO, COOCOOOOOO Uhh, yeah yeah I forgot my fuckin' medication today ...it's gonna be a long one niggaz gettin' in my way- I tell ya what dude im creepin' up on you in a pair of leopard skin undies know what im sayin'? and I got a big fat fuckin' machete with your name all over it I'm 'bout to put that shit to your neck and sliiicee and make a big fat smiley face a smiley face, you know what im sayin'? Rude 1 motherfucker Louis Logic Chiii-cago and New York connect you know what I'm sayin'? ...show respect, yo Aus Songtexte Mania