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Mission Control (feat. T Man the Wizard)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Logic
Logic
Vocals
T Man The Wizard
T Man The Wizard
Vocals
Rhetorik
Rhetorik
Scratches
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Songwriter
Arjun Ivatury
Arjun Ivatury
Songwriter
Tramayne Hudson
Tramayne Hudson
Songwriter
Howard Kaylan
Howard Kaylan
Songwriter
Mark Volman
Mark Volman
Songwriter
Tarik Adolemiui
Tarik Adolemiui
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Shondrae Crawford
Shondrae Crawford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Logic
Logic
Producer
6ix
6ix
Producer
Bobby Campbell
Bobby Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Kyle Metcalfe
Kyle Metcalfe
Additional Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Now, now, yeah, yeah (Woo)
Let's fucking go (Now, now)
Come on (Ah, ah), ah
Yeah
Y-y-y-y-y-yeah, yeah, ayo, ayo (Now)
[Verse 1]
Uh, open up the rhyme book and read the composition
I can truly give a fuck about the competition
I'm in another atmosphere, I'm on another mission
Yeah, you know that boy Logic put pen to page like a petition
You a bitch, always switching up your whole position
I can see it in your face like an esthetician
Food for thought, this the highest caliber nutrition
Everything come out my mouth, that's my own cognition (Now)
I got out the hood then got money in addition
I remember when that boy ain't had no pot to piss in
They wouldn't let me in, so I never asked permission
Tour is like a war, I'm getting minimum five mill' per mission (Oh)
Uh, hit the ignition and peep the emission
Self-medicate like a clinician, more than a musician
My flow rare like a first edition
Report for dismission, everything I ever thought of, it came to fruition (Ha)
King of the transition
We never switchin', peep the acquisition, no omission
Your lyrics drier than the prohibition
Prepare for collision
I'm higher than the satellite that's on an orbiting mission
[Chorus]
I remember we didn't have any permission (No permission)
Never forget, we on a motherfuckin' mission (We on a mission)
I remember that they didn't even wanna listen (They ain't listen)
Now we cookin', we ain't even in the fucking kitchen (What we cookin'?)
I remember we didn't have any permission (No permission)
Never forget, we on a motherfuckin' mission (We on a mission)
I remember that they didn't even wanna listen (They ain't listen)
Now we cookin', we ain't even in the fucking kitchen (What we cookin'?)
[Outro]
Now
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (Now)
Lemons on the cha—, feet up
Lemons on the chain, chain, chain, chain—
Lemon pepper wings and a free— (What?)
Lemon pepper wings and a free— (Y-y-y-y-y-yeah)
Lemons in their face, face, face (Brr)
Lemons in their fa— (Gucci)
Written by: Arjun Ivatury, Beninu Tarik Adolemiui Bey, Howard Kaylan, Mark Volman, Radric Delantic Davis, Shondrae Crawford, Sir Robert Bryson Hall II, Tarik Adolemiui, Tramayne Hudson
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