[Esoteric]
My blows landed, those they froze stranded
Most by most branded, for life I'm precise
These so-called perfectionists must have no standards
Thinkin they're the don when they s*** comes on
They got it all wrong, tryna step into E's world
They fakin jacks like the bootleg cheese curls
Please girls - stop eating up rice cakes
Have a nice steak for Christ sakes
My mic takes many lives, like 20 knives to the uterus
A pugilist, whipin out cities like Mt. Vesuvius
You jealous jerks - I'll rip you out your Perry Ellis shirts
Write a rap on the map and show you Hell on Earth
I pop fly s***, you catch it like Dennis Burkes
They only way you'd be well at work is sellin Certz
[Yo Esoteric, when you bringin the pain son?]
It's probably gettin done as we speak like Jenna Jame-son
[Chorus: samples cut up]
"Captivate 'em before the raps deactivate 'em"
"I smile with a sinister grin and finish him"
"Crews I run through it, drama I'm in to it"
"Right stupid" <-- Raekwon
"What! Bring it I'll blow ya whole spot" <-- Punisher
[Celph t**led]
Yo, f*** what you heard these are words from now Testament
Bring ya squadron and face the Demigodz regiment
I breathe fire, guns are a part of me
f*** preservin hip-hop artistry, I'll propel bullets through ya arteries!
Come through my hood and get smacked with the four
You look like a f*****! Just like Eve looks like a crack-w****
Straight up and down deadly, that's how my clique spit
I'm dope, your just a (?) kicking b**** s***
I choke emcees 'til they turn green, I'm a sick man
If a Martian f**** with me I'll choke him 'til he turns tan
Now that's some stupid s*** and n***** ain't havin that
Celph t**led's known to rip apart all you average cats
You might find me on a raft floatin from Cuba
With heavy ammunition, a**ault rifles and bazookas
And while your out claimin sets doin drive-bys
I'm in a stealth bomber, breakin sound, doin fly-bys
[Chorus: samples cut up]
[Open Mic]
I boost the crowd like riot squads and National Guards
and pull cards like blackjack dealers at the Mirage
Reflect life like light if a predator's camoflauged
Competitors find it hard to battle against the odds
They gaze in the oracle, to see the euphorical rays
That it displays for every metaphorical phrase
Audio-visuals like a spiritual ritual
And individual needs to uprise against the Citadel
Straight from the typical, originality's at a minimal
My soundwaves blaze with every syllable
I give a lesson on emceein and self-perfection
To teach you herbs steppin, that my words are a weapon
You got gassed, like you put the pedal to the floor
Put the metal in ya drawer so you know that I'm raw
I do damage, and represent the whole d*** planet
So no matter where I'm at I got the home field advantage
[Chorus: samples cut up]
[Apathy]
I make it hot like Heather Hunter's p**** in the summer
Then I f*** her hard enough to make Chloe Jones shudder
[f*** buyin product!] I'll make her call me the Don Da-Da
I'm a computer with a super medulla oblongata
[You don't know Ap!] Save ya h*** rap
[We rock Polo] You cop Chaps at TJMaxx
Think that you could battle me and win? Next plan
There's a better chance of Eminem joinin X-Clan
Cuz we [crush] mother [f******] when we [spit it] we're the [illest] crew
[Demi] Godz [bring it] with the [deadly] style [killin] you
And y'all ain't basement, y'all are locked in the cellar
Ain't sayin s*** like a Helen Keller acapella
And we originated "Root Beers" for ya frigid air
[So emcees had to get day-jobs with Medicare]
You cats run around sweatin Demigodz CD
m*********** calm down, this is only the EP...
My blows landed, those they froze stranded
Most by most branded, for life I'm precise
These so-called perfectionists must have no standards
Thinkin they're the don when they s*** comes on
They got it all wrong, tryna step into E's world
They fakin jacks like the bootleg cheese curls
Please girls - stop eating up rice cakes
Have a nice steak for Christ sakes
My mic takes many lives, like 20 knives to the uterus
A pugilist, whipin out cities like Mt. Vesuvius
You jealous jerks - I'll rip you out your Perry Ellis shirts
Write a rap on the map and show you Hell on Earth
I pop fly s***, you catch it like Dennis Burkes
They only way you'd be well at work is sellin Certz
[Yo Esoteric, when you bringin the pain son?]
It's probably gettin done as we speak like Jenna Jame-son
[Chorus: samples cut up]
"Captivate 'em before the raps deactivate 'em"
"I smile with a sinister grin and finish him"
"Crews I run through it, drama I'm in to it"
"Right stupid" <-- Raekwon
"What! Bring it I'll blow ya whole spot" <-- Punisher
[Celph t**led]
Yo, f*** what you heard these are words from now Testament
Bring ya squadron and face the Demigodz regiment
I breathe fire, guns are a part of me
f*** preservin hip-hop artistry, I'll propel bullets through ya arteries!
Come through my hood and get smacked with the four
You look like a f*****! Just like Eve looks like a crack-w****
Straight up and down deadly, that's how my clique spit
I'm dope, your just a (?) kicking b**** s***
I choke emcees 'til they turn green, I'm a sick man
If a Martian f**** with me I'll choke him 'til he turns tan
Now that's some stupid s*** and n***** ain't havin that
Celph t**led's known to rip apart all you average cats
You might find me on a raft floatin from Cuba
With heavy ammunition, a**ault rifles and bazookas
And while your out claimin sets doin drive-bys
I'm in a stealth bomber, breakin sound, doin fly-bys
[Chorus: samples cut up]
[Open Mic]
I boost the crowd like riot squads and National Guards
and pull cards like blackjack dealers at the Mirage
Reflect life like light if a predator's camoflauged
Competitors find it hard to battle against the odds
They gaze in the oracle, to see the euphorical rays
That it displays for every metaphorical phrase
Audio-visuals like a spiritual ritual
And individual needs to uprise against the Citadel
Straight from the typical, originality's at a minimal
My soundwaves blaze with every syllable
I give a lesson on emceein and self-perfection
To teach you herbs steppin, that my words are a weapon
You got gassed, like you put the pedal to the floor
Put the metal in ya drawer so you know that I'm raw
I do damage, and represent the whole d*** planet
So no matter where I'm at I got the home field advantage
[Chorus: samples cut up]
[Apathy]
I make it hot like Heather Hunter's p**** in the summer
Then I f*** her hard enough to make Chloe Jones shudder
[f*** buyin product!] I'll make her call me the Don Da-Da
I'm a computer with a super medulla oblongata
[You don't know Ap!] Save ya h*** rap
[We rock Polo] You cop Chaps at TJMaxx
Think that you could battle me and win? Next plan
There's a better chance of Eminem joinin X-Clan
Cuz we [crush] mother [f******] when we [spit it] we're the [illest] crew
[Demi] Godz [bring it] with the [deadly] style [killin] you
And y'all ain't basement, y'all are locked in the cellar
Ain't sayin s*** like a Helen Keller acapella
And we originated "Root Beers" for ya frigid air
[So emcees had to get day-jobs with Medicare]
You cats run around sweatin Demigodz CD
m*********** calm down, this is only the EP...