Yeeeaah, yo, YO!nnThis is motherfucking Louis Logicnand I got my nigga Rude 1 on the boards, aight?n'bout to make shit hot in the house for the psy-chosnnYo;nnIt's your favourite talk show hostnwith thoughts so close to disturbednmost of my words are cheap shots that no one deservesnso when the beat drops, so do the skirts and girls in knee socksn'priest locked the doors and had to close up the churchnmy nigga Rude says: Blow up you jerk, you're like a child going berserknwithout his ritalin for quite a whilenI just left from the hospital without a prescriptionna lousy condition, now they're freaking out cause im missin'nbound for suspicion, fleein' in my hospital gownnwith cops all around, I'll stop for a roundnLogic's in town- drop your drawers baybayyyn*you're craaazay!!*nBut I love breaking the law, that's why the local courts hate menI'm like a pugilist, prone to moodinessninstead of using words to talk I'd rather use my fistnI'll black and blue your lips until it's swellin' up your cake holenif someone's offered logics album, tell 'em just to say non'Cause it's addcitive as six hits of dopenmixed with dro after youve been sniffin' cokenYou pussy motherfuckers need to fix your flownlike the pills they use for kid control, now niggaz knownnladiiiesssnhonk your horn if you're in love with a psy-chonwho might go out on the prowl, rockin' a night robenjust say you love me, 'cause im a nutcasenand you can spend our honeymoon wrapped up in duct tapenfellaasnsuck my dick if you don't love all my rap songsnI'll hunt you down in a black thong with an axe drawnnthis cat's gone right over the cuckoo's nest,nand I ain't comin' back with any scruples leftnnSo what's that sayin' about death and taxes?nit's the same with logic because it's guaranteed my record's fattestnForget your movie set dramatics cause I'll catch you bastards and I'll deadnyour status like a pregnant actressnwhatever happens, i'm set for action like a movie directornso kiss my sweaty ass when it comes through the projectornthe only role I play, is the booty inspectorna nudist aggressor in nike shoes with reflectorsnTwo thumbs up, when Lou comes upnfor the huge drunk lush who likes to chew punks upnand if you want smut, you bet your ass I can deal in dirtnpeel the skirt off your sister while you get your feelin's hurtnThis ain't the time to be a cry babynWhy hate me? because I'm swimming in fly ladies?nIf I take three days to write one verse,nit's only cause I ate your sisters slit till my tongue hurtsn*this guys some jerk*nNah I'm just a fight starternwho woke up in a funk like I used my right guard upnShit, you ain't lookin' for a wife are ya? (naa)nI know your steeze bitch, you probably got a life partnernnladiiiesssnhonk your horn if you're in love with a psy-chonwho might go out on the prowl, rockin' a night robenjust say you love me, 'cause im a nutcasenand you can spend our honeymoon wrapped up in duct tapenfellaasnsuck my dick if you don't love all my rap songsnI'll hunt you down in a black thong with an axe drawnnthis cat's gone right over the cuckoo's nest,nand I ain't comin' back with any scruples leftnnCOOCOOOOOO, COOCOOOOOOnnUhh, yeah yeahnI forgot my fuckin' medication todayn...it's gonna be a long onenniggaz gettin' in my way-nI tell ya what dudenim creepin' up on you in a pair of leopard skin undiesnknow what im sayin'?nand I got a big fat fuckin' machete with your name all over itnI'm 'bout to put that shit to your neck and sliiiceenand make a big fat smiley facena smiley face, you know what im sayin'?nRude 1 motherfuckernLouis LogicnChiii-cagonand New York connectnyou know what I'm sayin'?n.....show respect, yo