Logic - Ask 'Em lyrics

Yo it's your boy Phil Ade
Ah man it's crazy here
Logic, I think they're ready for it
Let's get it!

Yeah I got it now what is it
Pay the world a visit
Let them know I'm 'bout it
With this golden ticket
See my curriculum is flippin' 'em
A hundred and fifty one yeah we sippin' 'em
Bitches they trippin' all up in the club
Show me love if you really 'bout it
I don't never doubt it
One of the best out of Maryland
I'm down to shout it (Oh really?)
Never cocky I'm just confident
The flow is prominent
This is the reason that I'm dominant
That automatic platinum plated flow
Know I'ma shine with it
All of y'all is down to conform
But I realign with it
Performing at a full house
Feeling like Uncle Jesse
Bitches they stress me
Take them to the crib undress three
Children lie, men lie, women lie then we die
But I'm here to tell the truth and
Let you know I'm finna rise
To no surprise, fake rappers meet your demise
The microphone and Adobe Audition
My only supplies
Look within my eyes, yes I'll bury the odds
Now I ask 'em, is you feelin' me?

I got it back and now I'm on again
Hit you in your chest like breathing
After a shot of Gin
I'm just a living organism that has arisen
With so many bars
I can manufacture for various prisons
So let me show you what I'm
'bout and baby how I do it
Flowin' for hours every day just
So I can improve it
When I perform I envision a crowd
And how to move it
See I am lyrically inclined
Alphabetically take apart and
Rebuild your mind
I'm on my grind and guarantee
Ain't no style like mine
I bring the force of course with no remorse
I'm married to the game
Don't even talk about divorce
'Till death do us part
Reincarnate then restart
With Biggie's eyes, Big L's mind
And Pac's heart
Rip it apart, intravenously like poison dart
Y'all bananas if you think I'm
Slippin' in Mario's Kart