DJ Hoppa - Untouchable lyrics

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DJ Hoppa - Untouchable lyrics

[Produced by: DJ Hoppa] [Logic] Yeah... Yeah, yeah Turn my mic up a little bit RattPack, boy ! [Verse 1: Logic] Ayo, whose arm is this? I guess Slim cut it off at the pharmacist We murdering MC's then flee to where ever the Bahamas is I blew up, so that should let ya know just who the bombest is Cause I could see the future like my gla**es' Nostradamus's Damn these rappers and they fillings like an orthodontist It's probably cause my skin is white, C'mon be more then honest? I signed a deal with Def Jam cause I'm the man These f**ers sorta's and kinda's. Yo, Ayo Yo my city behind this I know that you see that I'm murdering synonyms all up in it when I rhyme this My flow is impeccable, hella unwreckable Knowing nobody else on this So let me slow it down Yo let me slow it down Check it! Ayo, yo, yo Let me slow it down so these ignorant people hear me Even my favorite MC's won't get near me cause they fear me Revere me, no disrespect. I mean that sh** sincerely I am merely the 2nd Renaissance to the fullest It's all love from up above Keep a gat in the glove just in case Introduce you to Christ like Mase, Sike Nah! All of you know that Logic keep the peace But my brothers keep a piece in the streets, You got it? Capisce? See that's a life I never wanted but I grew up in And did a lot of dumb sh** I'd never do again, What! [Hook: Dizzy Wright] The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable(x3) You can't f** with this style! Funk Volume! RattPack! Pro Era! Funk Volume! [Kirk Knight] [Verse 2: Kirk Knight] I said "Who want war?", ma** k**ing MC's I'm your Dada, nothing less then a seed Please you can't romp with me And I still got Jedi view Pray that the force be with you all in this general bleed Don't retaliate when I retell you I already won I terrorize the skies and probably just make you my son Washed up your towel in early Its the same simple story but in this category you messing with me Brethren In the free spirit hear it in every lyric Something I'm trying esoteric, every post pivot n***as is pretentious I don't pretend sh** Penny for your thoughts man,tell him where his sense is I sense I know fear in this race my objects so clear Whatever floats your boat Is probably what's, set by your peers This is the food of my ladle, call me unstable, hold your horses Ain't nothing but fables, whats the f**ing deal if there's no labels Any enemies, I already decapitate 'em Can't compute this picture already just mainframe em So who's head is this? This is the rhyming f**ing specialist Ahead of the game like Allah, stay perpetuous [Hook] [Verse 3: Dizzy Wright] Ayo yo who's leg is this? I'm stretching it til it breaks We sending messages, scraping off the complexion on your face Pa** the medicine, landed never stranded in your state Couple demands, but my lovely fans will never make me wait You get the memo, the intro was some logic for your mental Lyrically complex for the temple you n***a's simple Taking over y'all should consider taking our instrumentals Just to prove that y'all can rap, or move the f** back We on fire, that Illuminati talk is gettin tired I mean the fact I'm this far should tell you I follow what I desire I'm the man (man), in the land of the snakes I do what I can I have King symptoms, you just Hooked on Phonics with your friends Got that livin' in ivy, your flow ain't acceptable n***a we comin up so we can k** everybody We headed, you better dead it 'fore we catch you when you be out in yo Bugatti Nah nah that n***a ain't nobody, he sloppy Lolly-gaggin with the bandwagon posse, you's a ho p**y dry you ain't cleaned it in months Preachin that Teamwork Makes The Dream Work from the jump, chump The homeless man that's eatin rappers for lunch A blunt to back it up, I hope that I ain't askin' for much What!?! [Hook]