go...go... Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C Hey! Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C C'mon Drop auto logic You thought you could get wit' Me
of this shit, man, we about to let them know, right now The amount of time it takes me to write a hundred rhymes Be about the amount it takes you
to get blessed in a minute ill need my head rest i don?t want you to fight it, you like it then lets get excited I?ll drop like a pilot, take it off
keep my two feet on the ground 'cos when you're in the clouds everybody always tries to shoot you shoot you shoot you down, like a clown i was a kamikaze pilot, they gave me
't hear me though, even when I'm comin' through in stereo You make a mockery of what I represent properly Yo, why you startin' me? I take that shit straight
you but you, you don't know me Won't you climb aboard and I'll Take you on a little ride I'm your pilot and I'm your captain Listen ground control could you
You gotta sip through a straw Shop lift through the mall Pictures of me on my mom's living room wall Hey ma maybe I'll give you a call SIKE! YOU FUCKING
'm near Please, please, tell me where I've been Whoo, yeah-ee yeah Whoo, yeah, I can take you there, take you there Oh, my baby, ooh my baby, let me take you
, Saturday Take me to the pilot, lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot, I am but a stranger Take me to the pilot, lead me through the chamber Take me to the pilot
now Hey hey hey heey I gotta stay on my grind cause it's my time (hey), My time (hey), my time (hey) If your with me let me hear you say, common Ma ma
script, cross me, and Imma have to do you from the uzi grip your shits hilarious, you think u gonna fool me prick, (huh?) you a fraud, I know the clown
sun for you Cause there's somethin you do (There's something you do) That got me walking on the moon uh There's something you do That got me walking on
ya kindly And I ain't tryna flatter you but I think you the finest damn you gettin thick I hope you don't go on a diet I just bought you a dress cause
be so you're nice to me hey mr. officer i got an upper seat please mr. officer just give me what i need speed up till the automatic pilot will take
on my albums a movie and this is the pilot You're forced to eat rhymes and this a mere chapter of skills And here after you'll feel the FEAR FACTOR A
fuck the (hey) my black ass still gon eat Airplay they can't stop the Villain (aha) slangin' Mixtapes like my fuckin' ass dope dealin' (what you need?) take
two way, (hey) uh, what should I - ah here take this (hey) that right there, fucking my voice all the time nigga, (hey) nigga you hot to me, I like you
Neefy. I'm warning ya sweety. Y'all can't beat me. You'll see when you meet me. And I'm gunna say it real clean so you niggas understand. Fuck the Young