Secret Agent (Street Mix)

歌詞

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 {"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