Logic - Logic (Verses vs Beats) lyrics

[Verse 1: Logic] Sickening. All you fake f**s that's listening Consider this your christening, guzzle gallons of nitro- -glycerin. I'm pissing in your medicine so you could feel Dead within your head, and then I'll stuff your nostrils with [?] I'll swing the bloody pendulum performing sick tracks Get a smile from ear to ear chopped in your face with a f**ing pickaxe Logic: pneumonic prophet made in toxic waste Homicide. Torture humans in a secluded cottage, polish My eyeballs with liquid acid, sniffing gla** With a fat-cracked dustbone in my vintage casket My thoughts are racing, robbing elderly women For their purses. f** their money. I just need their medication This is a dedication-to-d**h festival. Cut off your head And your genitals and hang the rest of you in a church vestibule Sticking pitchforks in your liver, deliver your baby Then serve it for dinner ‘cause my mentality's bitter With sick thoughts, I make it worth your while, your reason Get behind this b**h who'll have f**ing swordfight in her birth can*l I don't do d**... often giving coat-hanger Abortions. I'm lost in a state of distortion I morphed into an evil clone—this ain't me talking Stick a speakerphone in your coffin to hear your soul rot and corrode Put your co*k in your throat, display the corpse in a satanic auction An a**ortment of body parts tossed into the bonfire Gain my wings and play the harp of barb wire The dark sire holding a golden hatchet Leave your back split, rip off your skin and make a jacket Some n***a acted ravishing, so I stabbed him in his abdomen And then stashed him in a closet next to mannequin, deposit His intestines in the Vatican, show the Pope condolence Opponents get thrown into the pit of d**h in a split-second moment We, the chosen, have dissected the Earth. I wonder: What's my life worth? I've been infected since birth [Outro: Logic] (They're not ready). [?]. Logic. Level X