Louis Logic - Secret Agent lyrics
[Louis Logic - Secret Agent lyrics]
Yo, check it out, this is Louis Logic
My man Celph Titled on the boards
JJ brown on the scratches
Fuck all of y'all actors
Know what I mean? Check it out yo, yo, yo
What I spit is slick like
Porn flick chicks and Vaseline
Going down south like Big Mike
Cause when it comes to pushing weight
My wax is like crack to fiends
You have to light by crafting pipes
Out of the DAT machine
Niggas afraid to play with me
Like Magic's team
Cause circle start catching purple
Hearts like Vietnam marines
They hate me but still buy
Like niggas and Koreans
It's a dirty business but my hands are clean
How many worthy critics on this
Green earth diss Lou's flow?
Kids you know would suck dick
For a Louis Logic T-shirt
So, it's gotta be worth spending the loot
On something 170 proof before I
Step in the booth
So pissed, I'll never recoup
And if you ever get dissed
It's me and family and friends in cahoots
So send in the troops like Schwarzkopf
We neutering niggas
Cutting your balls off so
You'll never produce
I'll put your head in a noose
Not that I chill with the klan
But, I'm an extremely militant man
So down for the cause I'd spill on your fam'
And just know, before I beat you
That I would cheat like Hilary's man
My squad is like vagrants
We wander the streets and pavement
And try to stay bent
Disguised as secret agents
Motherfuckers is trying to find out
The plans to our mission
And positioning of our secret hideout
"Freeze!" "Down on your knees"
"I never run when I'm in trouble"
"My enemies freeze" "Secret" "Agent"
"Brothers in the place" "Don't fight"
I'm feelin' edgy
Abducting MCs in the back of a trunk
Slappin you punks 'Til you taste more blood
Than Dracula's tongue
So place no bets, my effects is long range
You're short changed, trying to come with it
Like payphone sex i'm feeling Waco, Tex
Half loco and half postal
From weeks after weeks of
Weak take-home checks
And my work ethic is uninspired
Yeah I'm admired
As a talented tongue for hire
But, I'm one big liar
Under fire with a sick sense of humor
I don't eat pussy
I'm grew tired of the sick scent of tuna
I'm just waiting to invent a
Rumor that you're a pervert
Sweet as sherbet
And prove it for sure that words hurt
Hide your face in a paper bag
I humiliate MCs to the degree they'd have to
Take the stage in drag
It's not too late to add
I'll diss you in your favorite mag
Erase your chart position as the latest ad
I'm out altering documents
To say that all fraudulent occupants
Of this industry are reported
As communist spies
I'm spitting ominous lies like a compulsive
That hover over your dead career
Hungry vultures
Aw, yo, this is Louis Logical
You know what I'm saying?
I've been tellin niggas
You know what I'm saying?
Head's is hungry like cats that
Sleep in boxes and shit
Motherfuckers need to pay the toll
Before they cross the bridge
You know what I'm saying?
You'll get mistreated like foster kids
Word is bond
Yo, and we out, and we out, and we out
And we out
My man Celph Titled on the boards
JJ brown on the scratches
Fuck all of y'all actors
Know what I mean? Check it out yo, yo, yo
What I spit is slick like
Porn flick chicks and Vaseline
Going down south like Big Mike
Cause when it comes to pushing weight
My wax is like crack to fiends
You have to light by crafting pipes
Out of the DAT machine
Niggas afraid to play with me
Like Magic's team
Cause circle start catching purple
Hearts like Vietnam marines
They hate me but still buy
Like niggas and Koreans
It's a dirty business but my hands are clean
How many worthy critics on this
Green earth diss Lou's flow?
Kids you know would suck dick
For a Louis Logic T-shirt
So, it's gotta be worth spending the loot
On something 170 proof before I
Step in the booth
So pissed, I'll never recoup
And if you ever get dissed
It's me and family and friends in cahoots
So send in the troops like Schwarzkopf
We neutering niggas
Cutting your balls off so
You'll never produce
I'll put your head in a noose
Not that I chill with the klan
But, I'm an extremely militant man
So down for the cause I'd spill on your fam'
And just know, before I beat you
That I would cheat like Hilary's man
My squad is like vagrants
We wander the streets and pavement
And try to stay bent
Disguised as secret agents
Motherfuckers is trying to find out
The plans to our mission
And positioning of our secret hideout
"Freeze!" "Down on your knees"
"I never run when I'm in trouble"
"My enemies freeze" "Secret" "Agent"
"Brothers in the place" "Don't fight"
I'm feelin' edgy
Abducting MCs in the back of a trunk
Slappin you punks 'Til you taste more blood
Than Dracula's tongue
So place no bets, my effects is long range
You're short changed, trying to come with it
Like payphone sex i'm feeling Waco, Tex
Half loco and half postal
From weeks after weeks of
Weak take-home checks
And my work ethic is uninspired
Yeah I'm admired
As a talented tongue for hire
But, I'm one big liar
Under fire with a sick sense of humor
I don't eat pussy
I'm grew tired of the sick scent of tuna
I'm just waiting to invent a
Rumor that you're a pervert
Sweet as sherbet
And prove it for sure that words hurt
Hide your face in a paper bag
I humiliate MCs to the degree they'd have to
Take the stage in drag
It's not too late to add
I'll diss you in your favorite mag
Erase your chart position as the latest ad
I'm out altering documents
To say that all fraudulent occupants
Of this industry are reported
As communist spies
I'm spitting ominous lies like a compulsive
That hover over your dead career
Hungry vultures
Aw, yo, this is Louis Logical
You know what I'm saying?
I've been tellin niggas
You know what I'm saying?
Head's is hungry like cats that
Sleep in boxes and shit
Motherfuckers need to pay the toll
Before they cross the bridge
You know what I'm saying?
You'll get mistreated like foster kids
Word is bond
Yo, and we out, and we out, and we out
And we out