Secret Agent

Louis Logic

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    Yo check it out this is louis logic
    My man celph titled on the boards
    J.j. brown on the scratches
    Fuck all of ya actors, know what i mean? check it out

    [verse 1]
    What i spit is slick like, porn star chicks and vaseline
    Going down south like big mike
    Cause when it comes to pushin weight
    My wax is like crack to fiends
    You hafta like my craft and bytes out of the dat machine
    Nigga's afraid to play with me like magic's team
    ? star catchin purple hearts like vietnam marines
    They hate me but still buy, like nigga's and koreans
    It's a dirty business but my hand are clean
    How many worthy critics on this green earth diss louis flow?
    Kids you know would suck dick for a louis logic t-shirt
    So it's gotta be worth spendin' the loot, on something
    One hundred and seventy proof before i step in the booth
    So pissed i never recouped
    And if you ever get dissed it's me and family and friends in cahoots
    So send in the troops like ?? renew tha niggaz
    Cuttin your balls off so you'll never produce
    I'll put your head in a noose, not that i chill with the klan
    But i'm an extremely militant man
    So down for the cause i spill on your fam
    And just know before i beat ya i'll cheat like hilary's man

    [chorus]
    My squad is like vagrant, rewind to the streets and pavement
    And try to stay bent, disguise the secret agent
    Motherfuckers are tryin to find out the plans to our mission
    And the position of our secret hideout

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    {"freeze!"}
    {"down on your knees"}
    {"i never run when i'm in trouble"}
    {"my enemies freeze"}
    {"secret"} {"agent"}
    {"brothers in the place"}
    {"don't fight"}

    [verse 2]
    I'm feelin' edgy abducting mc's in the back of a trunk
    Slappin you punks until you taste more blood than dracula's tongue
    So place no bets my effects is long range
    Short change try to come with it like payphone sex
    I'm feelin waco tex
    Half loco and half postal from weeks after weeks of weak take-home cheques
    And my work ethic is uninspired, yeah i'm admired
    As a talented tongue for hire
    But i'm one big liar, under fire with a sick sense of humor
    I don't eat pussy i grew tired of the sick scent of tuna
    I'm just waitin to invent a rumor that your a pervert
    Swedish sherbet, affluent for sure the words hurt
    Hide your face in a paper bag
    I humiliate mc's to the degree that they take the stage in drag
    It's not too late to add, i'll diss you in your favourite mag
    Erase your ? as the latest ad
    I mouth off to ?
    To say that all fraudulent occupants
    In this industry are reported as communist spies
    I'm spittin' ominous lies like a compulsive
    Hover over your dead career ??

    [chorus]

    {"freeze!"}
    {"down on your knees"}
    {"i never run when i'm in trouble"}
    {"my enemies freeze"}
    {"secret"} {"agent"}
    {"brothers in the place"}
    {"don't fight"}

    [outro]
    Yo this is louis logical you know what i'm sayin'
    I've been tellin niggaz....
    Head's is hungry like cats sleepin' in boxes and shit
    Motherfuckers need to pay the toll
    Before they cross the bridge.... know what i'm sayin'
    Get mistreated like foster kids
    Word is born
    Yo and we out

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