Me vs Myself (Featuring I)

Artist: Illogic Album: Unforeseen Shadows Song: Me vs Myself (Featuring I) [Illogic] This is a little tale I like to tell, everybody About me, and when I finally meet my match on the battle scene Check it out, yo Now I was strolling down the block blessing my mind with freestyle scriptures In battles I emerged triumphant within my mental pictures Then there's a tap on my shoulder, a cipher appears from thin air Crews form circular groups on blocks to shock the cyclops, Illogic me Cats gave daps and formal introductions of rap names As I made my way to the center I heard this kid bustin He flipped dope syllables and colloquialisms line after line Rhyme style was undefined but it reminded me of mine as I listened more intently He didn't offend me, cuz son was kind of fresh But, as far as Illogic's style goes, Illogic does it best So, I stepped closer to the center, but yo, do my eyes deceive me? Now, for this next line, most of y'all cats won't believe me But he reflected my identity perfectly to a T I was sent, I couldn't move just because Of the sheer amazement of the symmetry between me and he An exact replica In one line, he said his name was Illogic So you know I had to step to the imposter Yo, what what? You think you me? What's this? You ain't Illogic You ain't the dopest emcee in the universe, punk You need to...yo, we gotta settle this by battling What's the deal? What's up? The site of this imitation has me squeamish Soon I'll excavate lunch from my sto-mach You couldn't attempt to burn me because you're no match [Illogic 2] Yo, yo, yo Hold that cat you're wack so being you is not an option Cuz I rock you, so my superiority stays clear like fiber-optics So stop this treasonous misbehavior You better call your savior if you think defeating me's worth the try As I speed up the purpose of the process of your life: to die The cipher and I are one and the same Another one in the flame, I'm toasting In life, hip hop's a parasite, and it's obvious I'm hosting [Illogic] Yeah, it's obvious you're roasting in my presence As I heat up the spot with my explosive effervescence Lessons in identity Being me is impossible, to be you, you strain [Illogic 2] Yeah right, I'm you With the height of my IQ you think I'm off the brain I run insane emcees out the realm of sanity You're not even worth the oxygen I bless you with So, as I live I've been given the gift to concentrate And make the fake Illogic levitate off the face of the earth For what it's worth, I'll abort you mom's face from birth to nullify your existence [Illogic] What? Whatever... You're not even clever enough I spit verses at you in 3-D Lyrics get complex as pyramids or as simplistic as teepees You wanna be me so bad you can taste it So watch your mouth or I'll slap the taste My tongues the pencil, and the wack has been erased [Illogic 2] Yo, yo you crazy chasing dreams (?) Word is chance, chase the coal (?) You're already feminine So when it's that time of that month you can't even come with a flow That shows your lack of skill You're wack at will So I guess you'll will it off And with no delay, I guess you got nothing left to say The real Ill has sealed the coffin, punk What?! What now? (That's cool, you got me) Yo, this is for all the kids that be biting the third Biting our joints, biting our shows You know what's I'm saying? This joint proves that the only person dope enough to defeat us is us You know what' I'm saying? This verse is for y'all punks Check it out Yo, yo now Now are you done yet? I hope so, cuz my next step is to stick a fork in ya In the road, the end of the road Forks five di-mensional I'm tri-di-mensional You should try di-mensional thinking Cuz you're shrinking Must be losing tall props It all stops when the phenomenal instance, so it's logical if the ball drops In your your team's first string It's yours if I pull the first string to string you along Bring you along on the ride of your lifetime At which time we'll end your lifetime You only punch, but I bruise with used lifelines On all lifelines death's pulling, but mine I'm out of this planet You see, my blood's liquidated granite AS I attack you'll have panic in mind And to make moves I'll pantomime To paint silence I'll paint a mime An audible silence I'll take to mind So you're now polluted Whatever concentration you had has been diluted Am I really that cruel? Thanks for the flattery After this battery you'll be flattery as plattery Whichever comes first You come first often, I've been told Your girl knows me personally from the waste down In my mind I'll rewind time and rewinding emcees CM, I see him, in a hypothetic synthetic hallucination Wouldn't want to be him That's for your your, check it out This is Illogic, Blueprint Me Myself, featuring I You know what I'm saying? Bordo (?) punks that be biting Thinking they be dope enough to take us out The only person that can take us out is us You know what I'm saying? That goes for all the hip hop community All the REAL hip hop community All you punks trying to be, trying to be hip hop Saying y'all quote unquote "hip hop" Real heads You're not You know what I'm saying? Y'all need to sit back down Sit back down, listen to this joint Than cower back in that corner and try to come up with creative stuff You know what I'm saying? This is Illogic, signing off Peace