Dizzy Wright ft. Logic, Kirk Knight - Untouchable Lyrics

Yeah yeah, yeah
Turn my mic up a little bit rattPack, boy!

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 orthodon'tist
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 in it when I rhyme this
My flow is impeccable, hella unwreckable
Knowing nobody else on this
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
All of you know that Logic keep the peace
But my brothers keep a piece in the streets
You got it? Capisce?
See that's a life I never wanted
But I grew up in and did a lot of dumb
Shit I'll never do again, what!

The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
You can't fuck with this style!
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I said "Who want war?", mass killing MC's
I’m your Dada, nothing less then a seed
Please you can't 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 retell
You I already won
I terrorize the skies and probably
Just make you my son
Washed up your towel in early
Its 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 trying esoteric
Every post pivot
Niggas is pretentious I don't pretend shit
Penny for your thoughts man
Tell him where his sense is
I sense I know fear in this
Race my objects so clear
Whatever floats your boat
Is probably what’s, set by your peers
This is the food of my
Ladle, call me unstable, hold your horses
Ain’t nothing but fables
Whats 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 Allah, stay perpetuous

The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
You can't fuck with this style!
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Ayo yo who's leg is this? I'm
Stretching it til' it breaks
We sending messages
Scraping off the complexion on 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 symptoms
You just Hooked on Phonics with your friends
Got that livin' in ivy
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 what!?!

The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
The flow trustable, sick and it's untouchable
You can't fuck with this style!
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