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