Devastating MC's

歌詞

(Intro: Esoteric) Yo, yo, It's the E.S. Brought a couple of cats with me Shit's about to get sticky Yo, yo (Verse 1: Esoteric) I used to think drinking was a real disgrace Now I drink till I can't feel my face Drink till I can't feel the bass Up in Magic Mike's truck Till I'm like what, till my eyes shut See me in the S class with a fly slut While I see your ass with a messenger bag Locking your bike up I strike up a conversation with the heroine And shoot myself in the foot like using heroin Fucking with the three of us, you could never win Cause that was back then, now I stack yen Date Asian chicks only to attract ends Cause every white chick I date likes my black friends When I'm 65, I'm a have a black Benz Bald, with a monocle, with a black lens Buy mad art and take a part in wack trends In a midlife crisis with cash to spend (Chorus: Esoteric) Cats don't even want it with my crew Don't want this to escalate to something That they just is, just cause There's just no fucking with these Devastating emcees (We devastating) And since you don't seem to understand You can ask your man He can tell you all about the mics that we rip When we're living as these Devastating emcees (We devastating) (Verse 2: Celph Titled) I spark fights with the mic And leave the pop screen in shambles Fuck your mother doggy style While I be gripping on her love handles I use a sample and make it unrecognizable My squad could fire you With the mac 11 ignitable Piss on a bible while you pray to your God I do a tour in Shalamon, get infinite head nods My insignia resembles that of rockets being launched Record the sound of your head exploding And put it in a song Dead you on a remix, making beats in the graveyard We off the hook, the map, the meat rack and the fucking radar Stuck up hoes, how many times I gotta tell you, right I'd rather fuck a fat bitch with big titties and cellulite Niggas is shook, coming at me trying to act hard When I know you watch Star Trek in a Captain Picard leotard Numb you quick, smash your head into a juke box Which in effect, will put you in a studio with Big and 'Pac I'm no joke like Arsenio Hall stand up In a title bout, I'll still knock you out, even in handcuffs This is the lingo for the next level niggas Who put hand grenades in teddy bears And give 'em out at Christmas With precise accuracy, destroy anatomies I'm that nigga that gave that mother fucking apple To Adam and Eve Y'all ain't ready for the return of the hog shit Esoteric, Apathy and Celph Titled with the rawness (Chorus: Esoteric) Cats don't even want it with my crew Don't want this to escalate to something That they just is, just cause There's just no fucking with these Devastating emcees (We devastating) And since you don't seem to understand You can ask your man He can tell you all about the mics that we rip When we're living as these Devastating emcees (We devastating) (Verse 3: Apathy) Now that the Gods are older Roll with whole squads of soldiers And an entourage of broads To massage our shoulders I only keep hoes to fold clothes and laundry Feed me and fan me with leaves from a palm tree Sitting on a chrome like I'm Caesar in Rome They point my joints in they whips So they speakers are blown When I speak, better let it seep deep in your dome I'm like God, turning blasphemous people to stone Since the first chromosomes created in sea foam I dragged my human bones to a plush beach home When the serpent tried to trick me into copping his fruit I slipped the shit in Eve's drink and started knocking her boots I'm like God, fuck Mother Earth, started breaking atoms Sexually you're weak, your freaks faking orgasms I'm electromagnetically charged Till bolts of lightning explode through the Tips of my big pens when I'm writing The fire starter, my esophagus burns phosphorous Soft carcass encased in sarcophagus to burst in flames Thugs got to reverse their range Cause when my verse is in range, the words hurts their brains Experts convert the verses into virtual shots You feel the force like paratroopers in vertical drops The Demigodz like the firing squad with teks shooting Three clips to remix this public execution (Chorus: Esoteric)