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