I'm insane so I just keep relapsing 
Can someone help me up out this struggle I'm in I'm stressed I need relaxing
My team my factions a bunch of soldiers
We keep attacking
Even when the enemy's dead nigga we keep on blasting
No ambulance or doctor seems to save me
My DNA is so fucked I can't even have a baby 
I would just leave her on earth so I don't have a lady
My demons tell me I'm cursed,
Or maybe God just hates me
I keep on tripping, I'm sipping something that makes me flyer
If I get higher I'll suffocate I am not a liar
Man I'm so tired of being a damn degenerate
All men are shit says a woman who was a fan of dick
I cannot quit
Just believe me nigga because Ive tried it
I just resorted to practicing how to fucking hide it
I am misguided, what is my fucking destination
Is it damnation is that the reason I feel complacent
I am amazing I tell myself I mean hear my words
I go bezerk when I'm in the booth
With my vision blurred
Fuck what you heard
Wisest animals are the birds
Humans are third
Dancing with death we love to flirt
But dance with death without practice and you can land in hell
Where you inhaling in sulfur
And suffer where you dwell
We all need Jesus, give me the strength 
To keep believing, I keep on reaching
I'm tryna be super high achieving
Am I succeeding 
What if He took away my wings
Would I still sing
If I was sober would I be king
With all the bling
And not a worry bout anything
A diamond ring for the queen
Who would never cheat or bring 
Shame on our name, shell be the one
Who would make the calls
Just like a wall I could lean on her if I'm gonna fall
The world is small when you see the shit from the bigger picture
Hand me a swisher, I roll up a scroll
Then get the liquor.
But why is liquor so popular with the fucking people
Why is it legal
It's fuckin up our damn cerebral
It could be lethal
They profiting off our damn demise
It blurs our eyes
And causes trouble in people's lives. 
So tell me why
Do we love it so much
And why get high
Is it the feeling 
Sobriety makes us wanna die
But look alive 
It's impossible bitch I fucking tried
I'm mr Hyde
The part of me that I should disguise
But I'm off track so let's get back unto the topic, I'm Evologic the prophet, the fucking philosophic, 
And I'm so seasoned
Battling me just fucking stop it
I'll treat you like the microphone 
when I just fucking drop it
Somebody mop it
And After the show the pill I pop it
And roll up chronic 
Because my muscles are hypertonic
Go super sonic these pillies are like my fucking fuel
But I still duel with demons they think they fucking rule 

Okay

I need a homie to keep me from drowning
We just be clowning, he's sober while I just keep on downing 
These different pills
Tryna heal the pain that I feel when sober
I get no closure cause life is a fucking roller coaster, it's over
I'm like the poster kid for mental illness
That mental realness no marijuana or pills can heal this
If it's a sickness that's prolly why I'm the fucking illest 
With no emotions I'm likely to be the chillest, feel this 

I just get high these days cuz lifes depression
That's my confession
I'm only stressing from no progression
In my possession there's several weapons so keep it stepping 
That's for protection and teaching niggas a lethal lesson ya feel me
I can't get sober Imma die a legend
I need a reverend or someone to check in 
 I been stressing
Don't want no static
Chillings a mother fucking habit
I'll call in havok
Straighten these niggas automatic
I'm so sporadically dropping these hits
The shit just happens 
Like it was trapping 
My energy off the fuckin mapn
Get whooped while niggas yappin
Take rapping to newer plattes and
Raising my stats up until Im maxin
Actually got these niggas crappin
And when  I get it cracking its in this fashion
Ita passion in every bar 
Stoned so I'm very hard
I'm going very far 
 when up and I fucking snap like my bars I just had to slap em with rap to knock off ya fuckin hat man
smoking blunts until my lungs collapse


0: Infinite

VII - Dear Mama (Blame On Me)

ILLogic (evoLogic) - October 25, 2024 (Logic - Till The End)

VIII - ILLogic

Expensive Taste (feat. healer)

Lonely Star (ft. killthelocals)

Fucked (feat. healer)

The Intro to the Chronicles of WAR mixtape, 2025 shii

Intro - ILLOGIC 2 - (prod. P90) [Chronicles of WAR]

Issanewday!

First off let me say I love my blood brothers
Primarily the ones birthed from my mother 
but all my brothers my brothers love each other, from gutter to bread and butter
But we never have time for each other
I discovered my brother would scam me and I shuddered -
I forgave em like a ex lover gave a x        rubbers
Hoped and pray that he recovers
They shoot alot but its not a major shot like putters did I stutter
Bred thinner I cant believe this shit its not butter
Charismatic I'm sort of a
A mother fucker,
 I fuck her
Im intelligent and kind to her kinda like I love her
But I could never love her more than my mother
A real upper, and a up and comer
To sum it Im a Productor -

Its a long haul, truckers
I'm uptown like uppers, not Rutgers
Than means I'm higher than high school
Im no fool, they care when they might suffer
But I love every body cuz I'm tougher
Than any hobby
a scholar to a father
Im dead but I never holler bout a dollar
Now I'm tryna put something new on my collar
Out my body like a doctor 
Or a spotter, Im dying they can't see, like a blotter, I'm fancier than my father
My flow was darker but now I cut through enemies, slaughter em kind of a wiz like I'm Harry Potter
I want a daughter
But Rapping life is the alter, like a carter
But I'm grim, I sell souls, I barter
Im smarter than starters
I am a martyr
Im off the map like charters
Im spitting like they just took me off the charger
Im harder than ever
Baby,
I'm A bully, Peter Parker

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