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    Illogic / Lyrics

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    "Check It Out" Lyrics

    Illogic

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    Yo yo yo
    What I want you to do on this one Illogic is
    Show all these people, what kind of styles you got
    'Cause the true test, of any MC, is his versatility
    So get on this mic, and show these heads what you got
    Yeah

    Yo, yo, so you want to try battlin'?
    I know time will tell my prime but I paddle time for tattlin'
    I'm on some, kind of, time to, hypnotize a hypnotist
    Verbally you're vaginal
    Take this stiff mic and split your lips
    Lyrically I'm picturesque and you're not photogenic
    My shadow gets tripped up tryin' to mimic
    In memory mention me mentally, starvin' put simplistically
    Pardon but waitin' for you my mind would malnourish
    While my style flourish, try not to bother it
    'Cause with your intellect
    You couldn't stay atop your flow with a scholarship
    Holla if, ya hearin' this, conceal I'm revealin' gets
    you higher than heaven so then it's now an execution
    You feelin' this?

    It's Illogic on the mic, check it out y'all
    Blueprint is on the track, check it out y'all
    Lioness is in the house, check it out y'all
    Dose One is in the house, check it out y'all
    Five D's in the house, check it out y'all
    J. Rawls in the house, check it out y'all
    We got the Third in the house, check it out y'all
    Check it out y'all, check it out y'all
    Check it out y'all

    Purified skill I demonstrate as the wack is eliminated
    I could cum off with a vasectomy and you struggle masturbatin'
    For this rendition I need some competition
    Some type of challenger cause I smash, melons like Gallagher
    With strength you're weak/week like one line of a calendar
    Amateur, here's a warning, I keep it live, and you're snorin'
    I'm so hot my conception was the initials stages of global warmin'
    Stormin' kids, typhoon-like when the mic ignites I strike tykes
    That take flight to lights of elevated height, cloggin' pipes up when
    Bend men on the regular, sever ya, flavor ya lactates
    You to beatin' me has the probability of lightning striking
    Three times in the same place, but I make haste
    'Cause I'm destined for great things like the fetus of Jesus
    With wisdom I confuse the color schemes of prisms
    I manipulate mics like the Nation of Islam to attack men
    And leave whack men endangered like the species of black men
    I'm on the prowl and, usually disembowelin' my attacker
    And for some reason I got this habit of chain-smokin' rappers

    Mr. Dibbs in the house, check it out y'all
    Signify in the house, check it out y'all
    G. Fresh in the place, check it out y'all
    Apple G., check it out, check it out, check it out y'all

    At times, my metaphors are hard for me to catch and I threw 'em
    Heads I flew 'em ran through 'em with the quickness
    Synaptic shutdown, what noun can haunt the pronoun for progressing?
    So aesthetically profound, I got nuns undressing
    Let's slow down, impossible cut throttle to light speed
    This ya gotta see facts spittin' so sick I'll need a colostomy bag
    Resistance is too foul, I'm advancin' hands when raps adapt
    I'm so dope and you're so whack
    You now defy the law that opposites attract
    Herb you don't got the nerve to test me
    'Cause my mind is so quick
    You'd think my thoughts are goin' the speed of sound on a jet ski
    You're rockin' name brands but you don't impress me
    If I was your breath, while takin' a rest, you couldn't catch me
    Respect me you're gettin' cancelled like Matlock
    Cut short like a half-top
    Stop, I told ya now I gotta fold ya like a laptop
    You wonder why you can't get me it's cause you're not thinkin'
    'Cause yo I flip more styles
    Than a couch potato flips channels in a weekend

    Megahertz is in the house, check it out y'all
    We got Spirit in the house, check it out y'all
    M-U is in the place, check it out y'all
    Opium is in the place, check it out y'all
    We got The Roots in the house, check it out y'all
    Check it out y'all, check it out y'all
    Haiku's in the place, check it out y'all
    N. Hutley in the house, check it out y'all
    All Out's in the place, check it out y'all
    Elevator's in the place, check it out y'all
    It's Columbus on the mic, check it out y'all
    Check it out y'all, check it out y'all
    This song was submitted on December 10th, 2013 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by John Mellencamp.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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