Let's Go - Illogic

Let’s go like

Yeah uh (x7)

Keep it moving uh

Yeah uh (x7)

It don’t stop uh

Yeah uh (x7)

Keep it moving uh

Yeah uh (x4)

Check it out y’all, it’s like this

It’s I-double in the place, can you feel it?

People dig the flow ‘cause this wax so appealing

Yeah, I’m on another plane coasting

Floating with the wifey, sipping on potion

To the future I’m toasting

If I see tomorrow, can I borrow your emotion?

I wave to the ocean, sway side to side

Show me your devotion if you’re down to ride

Ok I watch the sunrise, ears open

To hear the light sing when my energy is focused

I burn holes in your hindsight

The more I write, I find I had foresight before sight

Like fine wine, I get more nice

Aged to perfection, no question you wrestling with stage-fright

My pores spill limelight

I’m kicking in the door whether or not the time’s right

Uh

Yeah uh (x6)

Keep it moving uh

Yeah uh (x7)

It don’t stop uh

Yeah uh (x7)

Keep it moving uh

Yeah uh (x4)

Yo, it don’t stop, it’s like this this, y’all

Listen to the wind blow, keep the tempo

You’re looking at me like ‘How could it be so simple?'

Degree of difficulty off the meat rack

It’s somethin' in my pad, that’s if you asking where the heat’s at

Living in the future where the past is present so my

Rhythm is the future so I’m past and present

You’re irrelevant, I leave fans breathless

My dreams are scenes from evolution sketches

I’m a walking and talking Kodak moment

Every rap rocked’s a snapshot of when your casket closes

Mic check one two, what is this?

Diabolical Fun, Illogical inscription

If I ever meet the sun, I owe a handshake to start

I make beautiful art and so does my bandmate

We’re part of a revolution and I can’t wait

To take the music I’m doing and feed it to my fanbase

(Here, you want a little bit of this?)

(Yeah)

(It's kinda tasty, I know, I know it’s tasty)

Ya know what I’m saying?

Like

It’s been a long time, but Illogic is back

Check it out uh

Yeah uh (x7)

Keep it moving uh

Yeah uh (x7)

It don’t stop uh

Yeah uh (x7)

Keep it moving uh

Yeah (x4)

Yo, check it out, kill it

Your spittin' is feminine, need to man up

Punchlines are punch drunk, your flow can’t stand up

Even if you try to use a tripod

Sleepwalking in place, a slave to your iPod

You dazed and confused, every page that you use sings the blues out of tune

Have you ever danced with death in the moonlight?

You write soap operas my pen strokes to life

I count stars, patience is a virtue

Don’t get caught sleeping even though it’s passed your curfew

‘cause what I’m speaking’s chicken soup for the soul

Liquidate lyrics for sippin' when you coming from the cold

Listen, any time my pen leaks ink six out of seven days in a week I bleed a

masterpiece

Yo I crawled before I started walking

I’m the quiet type, I just let my six releases do the talking like

Uh

Yeah uh (x6)

Keep it moving uh

Yeah uh (x7)

It don’t stop what

Yeah uh (x7)

Keep it moving like

Yeah (x3)

Crazy yo

Yo, Illogic, Ill Poetic

Let’s go

Cats are dangerous right now

We goin' nuts on y’all

You wonder where I been

I been in the lab with Ill Poetic, making bangers

They don’t want it

They don’t want it

Worldwide, nationwide

Sit down and keep your eyes open and your ears open

Nothing but the heat

Nothing but the heat

Check it out, uh