Stain in the Game

[Intro: Logic, C Dot Castro & The London Bulgarian Choir]
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Flyer than the rest of 'em
I'm higher than the rest of 'em
My first name is Sir, so I'm sire to the rest of 'em
No-no-nothin' but the freshest wri-wri-writtens in my compositions
Psychological protégé, what more to say? Nothin', nothin'

[Chorus: Logic]
See, I'm a stain in the game, try to scrub me out, I'm still in (Yo)
I started at the bottom and now I'm spreadin' to the ceilin' (Yo)
Is you feelin' this lyricism I'm dealin' like rummy? (Yo)
You know my flow smoother than gin on its way to your tummy, nah

[Interlude: Logic]
See, I think we should come in like this, you know what I mean?
With that ill beat, sort of give it a different type of vibe (Okay, okay)
Uh (Kill this shit, son, let's get it before I cop that, 'sup, dog?)
(Okay), yeah, we finna get it like this
(Ayy, rip that shit, hope it there, homie), uh

[Chorus: Logic]
See, I'm a stain in the game, try to scrub me out, I'm still in
I started at the bottom and now I'm spreadin' to the ceilin'
Is you feelin' this lyricism I'm dealin' like rummy?
You know my flow smoother than gin on its way to your tummy, yeah

[Verse: Logic]
I'll stop your heart like a pulmonary edema
I'm so hungry, I need FEMA, and I used to be a dreamer
'Til I came into fruition, now all of y'all better listen
And understand it's my mission
That no matter where I walk, it's my purpose to glisten
'Cause you rappers can't see me like you bought the wrong prescription
But I spit that Lasik, so close that I can taste it
While you go back to the basis 'cause you don't know where you headed
As soon as I shred it, you dread it like Wayne's skull
I'm one of the best to ever do it that ain't done it yet
And yes, that might sound cocky, but I'm just gunnin' for your respect
That's how you do it

[Outro: J. Cole]
Okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
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