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Artist: Logic
Album:  RapMan (S)
Song:   RapMan
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

[Intro]
Meanwhile
back at the rapcave!
Jumping Gee willickers rapman your never gona believe this!
What seems to be the problem my raptastic companion?
I just found out there's a bunch of wack ass
no talent having, swear they can rap
40-something, shoulda got a job
still living with their parents
so wack they couldn't even get the whole 15 minutes of fame
only got 2 minutes perpetrating bitch ass
Motherfuckers out there on the scene trying to make music!
Oh my God! (I know!)
Rapman will not stand for this! (Go Get 'Em!)
To the booth!

[Verse 1]
Now let me hop up in the rap mobile
get so much pussy in the back they should call it the cat-mobile
Everybody's worried about a deal
but I keep it real
Fucking around and I hit you in the crown with a inevitable sound
that's spreading through your town
Hold up! Gee willickers rapman I don't think they comprehend
or can begin to even understand
We don't fight crime
we fight whack rhymes
one song at a time
line after line
Hold up! motherfucker I'm bout to roll up
pull out the hamma on a bamma leave em tore up (oh my God!)
Yea you talk
but can you walk
let's see you put the dough up (Cha-Ching!)
Rhymes I throw up
a little nasty bastard
people hating on a brother just cause I mastered the flow
Like Jedi
bet I
murder it before you heard of it
bitches I'm murking it
Go berzerk in the club while honeys twerkin it
Haters talking shit where they ain't to time for this
you know I'm bombing this
the flow is ominous
Second I'm rhyming this
sound like a dominous. (Ching!)
All the people that was hatin' in the beginning
know that I'm winning
let me slip through your fingers
And now your spinning
you can check the Polaroid pictures cause bitches I'm grinning I got it
Treat the game like a honey
I had to get inside it
Visionary of logic
is like two planets collided
I'm a lyrical miracle
matter fact a paradox
On stage while my DJ scratching like chicken pox
Never put me in your box
if your shit eats tapes
I'm not biting
only quoting one of the greats
now
The radio got me feeling disgusted
punch you in the snotbox til your brain concussed it
Women they lust it
when they guts get busted
rip it up and thrust it I'm the best trust it

[Hook]
OH MY God! Rapman What have you done!?!?!?!
Why
whatever do you mean rapboy?
Not only did you kill all the whack rappers
but my favorite ones as well what were you thinking!
Well I just had to show these motherfuckers who's in charge
What by obliterating them?
Well how else was I supposed to let them know who's really running shit around here
No
no
you're out of control
your drunk with power!

[Verse 2]
Yo
let me get it
you know that I did it
my flow is outta this world
like the alien that spit acidic
Middle finger to the critics and as fresh as a fitted
soon as a bet
get the honeys wet never upset
When I catch wreck
like bobba fett down to collect
doesn't even register that I ain't taken a breath yet? {Gasp!}
Oh my God! Oh My God! West Deer Park done raised the rap God
Maryland I'm reppin it
dare ya to step in it
none others iller for realer the killer slash drug dealer
I get bitches erotic by slinging dick like a narcotic
you want it I brought it
hit the club and get the
Party started
yea
The flows never ending
always ascending
while apprehending anybody who's partially comprehending
Feeling limitless
quickly swallow the pill and enhance
with the killer stance swallow the mic like a neverland
All up in yo bitches pants
the second we dance I advance
at first glance go together like lettuce and ranch
A born winner
schooling MC's like Principal Skinner
how I murder a kill-able syllable's are no beginner
Feeling high style running through your stomach like hot bowel
I'm the only human being'll perfectly rap this
so I'm coming for ya head like john the baptist is this
this is
The rapture
no camera can capture
annihilating anybody that's violating by hating
I spit hotter than Satan
when he was migrating from heaven to hell
Step to the mic and I shall prevail
finna blow your whole mind soon as time avail
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