The Name Game

[Verse 1: Illogic]

I gathered the basic elements to be seen as a rhymesayer

A (????) sluts lured into my lair

Emcee slayer, handle you with my cannibal oxcutters

As weightlessness erases elevator music lovers

A letter person, the last straw’s dispersin’ to spitball

I nomad, known catalyst, sparked activist, pitfalls

(It’s all a fable) as Aesop who rocks the blockheads

With vast air and lungs breath control electroshocks the brain dead

With a few billion megahertz, my company flow’s conducted

Infringe on your atmosphere with criticism constructive

(Disrupt your shine) when prism segregates it in a rainbows

Throw an eclipse over your hip-hop and spit an insane flow

Blueprint’s manifest the drainage of the inkwell

My superpowers are empowered to plead the fifth as paint swells

(If you got nice, throw itself) from my LP you can tell

That I’m anti-convent-you-rip-lyrics-well

Now you should have an idea about my abilities

Giving you the sweetest taboo when I speak instantly

Into the wind of breezes pullin’ me, smothered in bliss

To whatever diss that I throw you is in the form of a haiku

Now you’re under siege can you fathom the depth

Of this phantom menace that’s kept on eggshells with each step

I rock steady, leave any crowd shellshocked that’s not ready

Let go, cast a spell grippin’ the third rail of the metro

The way that I flip the page (??) on stage

You’ll think Dominique was possessed by a speed demon enraged

I, my structure has three members: mind, soul and physical

Mental holds the lyrical depending on the ozone from the low zone

How I turn tables is drastic on labels that have elastic deals

Pop a slug in the grill for ignorin’ my true skills (What you do?) (I)

Pop a slug in they grill for ignorin’ my true skills