Logic — Mind of a Maniac

[Intro] I'ma let it drop this time, yeah [Verse 1] Psycho is fearless, anti-snitch that means I'm illest No bitch in my blood so I qualify as the realest Infinite my mental capacity, ain't no passing me A mastery with more verses than the first testament Sacrifice a week, MC's that's how I do repent C4, I'll disintegrate your friend to see more Suicide lyricist, hit you like a claymore My sixth sense leave you to burn like a pack of incense Flow intense, filled with mad suspense As I drench your headphones, proclaim my throne Switch up the style quick to invert the tone Yo, ha, yo [Verse 2] My mentality decipher reality from pretend My state of mind is forcing spoons to bend Can you comprehend from where I do descend My minds may never end, my philosophy is endless prophecy Want me teach you this hypocrisy I'm an assassin with the name of a Kennedy But truly E-K-Killa my identity Sway with the miracle known as lyrical melody Coming with brutality, finish them with fatality Listen, I'm the illest white boy on the M-I-C Reside in MD Right around the corner from DC In my spare time, I write rhymes in three What's the dealio? Sharp like Number 24s free throw Playing Bitches like kino pass the C-note shit Cause you know I need dough Never pack heat my blade rip from retreat I never sleep, less it be around the police Spit projectiles, rugged exterior like a reptile I never met an MC that could truly amaze me Yeah they bust shots, but they bullets only graze me A mental institution, I probably need to be in it Cause I ain't done 'till I'm done and the song finished This the type of shit that you bump with your windows tinted This the type of shit that you bump with your fingers lifted Spit the illest, I grab the microphone so you can feel this Give you the realest, c'mon you know the deal is Ever since I started rapping, real shit begun to happen Brainwave frequencies I'm tapping My first show, standing ovation, they still clapping Showcases of governmental facilities They was feeling me, dictionary my only utility My flow heavier than menstruation Leave the whole club shocked cause my skin Caucasian Amazing, sharper than a sword by an Asian Rhymes I release through my rugged fingertips Keep a 9 to 5 only 'till I get rich Cause I gotta hold a job, or I'll feel like a bitch I murder mics, wordplay nice, heart made of ice Any publicity good publicity, right? So if my name in ya mouth, then I'm spreading like lice I'm too nice Drop it