Louis Logic, R-Son - Logic & Reason lyrics

(uh, ah)
Together again for the first time (yeah)
R-Son, the voice of reason (check it out)
Louis Logic, JJ brown
Back up in this motherfucker (yo, yo)
Before you even knew

Be prepared when the clock strikes
We ignite these hot mics
To heat up the spot like bauxite
Snatchin' the spotlight from those
Who don't deserve it
When you want the set wrecked
My bros is at your service
Be careful what you ask for
The chaos'll be extreme enough
To warrant a FEMA task force
For a damage assessment
Batten down the blast doors
You had your chance to study up
These here is the crash course


Down to the last straw
We take cats that were passed off as emcees
And strip their masks off
The black Isaac Asimov
My sci-fi imagination is so
Sick you'll need vaccination
Causin' exasperation
(Damn) and scientists tryin' to find a cure
Failin', cause the toxin's so pure
And I'm so sure
Of the venom Randy's droppin'
That each record comes with
A vial of anti-toxin

R-Sonin your sectorlouis Logiccocaine
With words
Verifiedthe question is thisyou wanna battle?
Jay scratch the waxr-Son, in your sector
Louis Logic, cocaine with wordsverified
Yeah, real logic and reasonlike this, yo, yo

Back in part one
R-Son left you far from stardom
Now it's bar none
I'm tryna leave you locked up in a car trunk
With large lumps on your dome
Like the Epcot Center
Many a venomous snake skates
Once the despot enters (Here ye, here ye)
The ruler in charge
Cooler than Arctic snowstorms
Louis is artistic
This is bully your squad with no horns
Clothes torn like you're in
A schoolyard grudge match
With two hard thug brats who aim
To take your lunch bag
And once back on Memory Lane
You'll get chased by the dude in the dunce
Cap who never gets blamed
So save the judge act for Mills Lane
I never arraign
Though I'm more able than the man
Who killed Cain to spill shame
I will maim your respect
Will place you in check
I will strangle your neck
And you'll still bang my cassette
And I ain't threatenin'
That's just how it is
You need to be more like Mrs markie
And get the fuck out the Biz
Uh, yo yo check it out, yo

When I'm comin' down the home stretch
Sudden death rules in effect with no rep'
That's the type of fight that you can expect
Cause, I'm flier than stupid insects
Ya'll bang on the ground
So if you're still hangin' around it's
With a noose on your neck

If the prospect of lynchin' causes
Tension on the surface
The purpose of this word is
To make you nervous
And when the paranoia sets in
It'll make your head spin
Clairvoyantly reading your thoughts
Like Kreskin

And I got a plan for your
Dissection and a fresh blade scissor
To remove your breastplate quicker
Understand I could kill y'all with a rhyme
So you best wait, mister
I'm still strong in the mind
Like an ex-weight lifter

The best shape shifter can't mimic this
The power of logic and
Reason combined is limitless
That's why we left behind witnesses
To remind innocents in our presence
The ones who survived are the penitent

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so if you didn't know
Now you know (Now y'all motherfuckers know)
Motherfuckin' Louis Logic up in this bitch
(The original Shadow Cabinet)
You're man R-Son, aight
Takin' this motherfucker over
I been tellin' y'all niggas
It's time to take this game
A little more serious
Yo, JJ brown on the motherfuckin' boards
(Comin' through in your sleep, comin' through
In your memory, it's like that, what?)