Untouchable (feat. Logic & Kirk Knight)

[Logic:]

Yeah...

Yeah, yeah

Turn my mic up a little bit

RattPack, boy!

[Verse 1: Logic]

Ayo, whose arm is this?

I guess Slim cut it off at the pharmacist

We murdering MC's then flee to where ever the Bahamas is

I blew up, so that should let ya know just who the bombest is

Cause I could see the future like my glasses' Nostradamus's

Damn these rappers and they fillings like an orthodontist

It's probably cause my skin is white, C'mon be more then honest?

I signed a deal with Def Jam cause I'm the man

These fuckers sorta's and kinda's. Yo, Ayo

Yo my city behind this.

I know that you see that I'm murdering synonyms all up when I rhyme this

My flow is impeccable, hella unwreckable

Knowing nobody else honest

So let me slow it down.

Yo let me slow it down

Check it! Ayo, yo, yo

Let me slow it down so these ignorant people hear me

Even my favorite MC's won't get near me cause they fear me.

Revere me, no disrespect. I mean that shit sincerely

I am merely the 2nd Renaissance to the fullest

It's all love from up above,

Keep a gat in the glove just in case

Introduce you to Christ like Mase, Sike Nah!

All of you know that Logic keep the peace,

But my brothers keep a piece in the streets, You got it? Capeesh?

See that's a life I never wanted but I grew up in

And did a lot of dumb shit I'd never do again, What!

[Dizzy Wright:]

The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable [x3]

You can't fuck with this style!

Funk Volume! RattPack! Pro Era!

Funk Volume!

[Kirk Knight:]

Whoooooooo!

[Verse 2: Kirk Knight]

I said who want war? mass killing MC's

I'm your Dada, nothing less then a seed

Please you cyah romp with me

And I still got Jedi view

Pray that the force be with you all in this general bleed

Don't retaliate when I re tell you already warned

I terrorize the skies and probably just make you my son

Or swap your towel in early

It's the same simple story but in this category you messing with me

Brethren

In the free spirit hear it in every lyric

Something I'm tryna... every post pivot

Niggas is pretentious I don't pretend shit

Penny for your thoughts man, tell him where his sense is

And since I know fear in this race my objects so clear

Whatever floats your

Boat is probably what's set by your peers/piers

This is the food of my ladle, call me unstable, hold your horses

Ain't nothing but fables, what's the fucking deal if there's no labels

Any enemies I already decapitate em

Can't compute this picture already just mainframe em

So who's head is this?

This is the rhyming fucking specialist

Ahead of the

Game like all eyes stay perpetuous

[Verse 3: Dizzy Wright]

Ayo yo who's leg is this? I'm stretching it til it breaks

We sending messages, scraping off the complexion of your face

Pass the medicine, landed never stranded in your state

Couple demands, but my lovely fans will never make me wait

You get the memo, the intro was some logic for your mental

Lyrically complex for the temple you nigga's simple

Taking over y'all should consider taking our instrumentals

Just to prove that y'all can rap, or move the fuck back

We on fire, that Illuminati talk is gettin tired

I mean the fact I'm this far should tell you I follow what I desire

I'm the man (man), in the land of the snakes I do what I can

I have King simples, you just Hooked on Phonics with your friends

Got that livin' [?] Your flow ain't acceptable Nigga we comin up so we can kill everybody

We headed, you better dead it 'fore we catch you when you be out in yo Bugatti

Nah nah that nigga ain't nobody, he sloppy

Lolly-gaggin with the bandwagon posse, you's a ho

Pussy dry you ain't cleaned it in months

Preachin that Teamwork Makes The Dream Work from the jump, chump

The homeless man that's eatin rappers for lunch

A blunt to back it up, I hope that I ain't askin' for much

[Hook]