Illogical (Logic Diss Track)

(Intro) *Adlibs*

(Verse 1)
Come at me if you can but you don't want beef with this collection of G's
One eye open, we still catch you while you drifted asleep
We got untouchable style so please just be leaving it be
You the door to the rap game? well I've gotten the keys
You style so old it should be resting in peace
You looking like the grandfather of Mr. Jay-z
You live a how-to guide of how never to be
You've been getting frail it ain't very hard to see
You bread been getting hardened, weak, staler, and meek
You could drop a whole project, nobody notice for a week
But now I'm in with that yes diss, and you in for defeat
How many records did you last album ship? I'm dying to know
Kanye dropping better music, and he sings for the pope
You acting like you got skills your dying too show
By now your probably popping molies just trying to cope
And you mad cause every sees you whiter then coke
So then you say you're biracial it's like Lil homie we know
We just don't like you every time that you trying to flow
Ill give you one more shot to drop, one shot left to blow
Before I'm coming out with real my diss my homie, let us go

(Outro) *Adlibs*