Esoteric - Spaz Out lyrics

[Intro] "But the Thesselonian you're fighting... He's the biggest man I've ever seen. I wouldn't want to fight him." "That's why no one will remember your name." [Verse 1: Apathy] We the poisonous boys in the hood Poised to deploy you, destroy alien barbarians ragin' on 'roids We the '89 Raiders, Bo Jackson in your radius The eighth wonder space hunter, Godless and atheist Decepticon cannibals eating metal and chemicals A robotic vampire fangs sinking into wires Rowdy in the Audi, smoke pouring from the tires To burn my kingdom you must use nuclear weapons White kids started studying lessons But with devils in the mental can't see our reflections Cut my way out the womb, homemade c-section (Man you f**ed up) What would give you that impression? [Verse 2: King Magnetic] I'm known for rushing in, tuck your chin Knuckles friend, s** it in, cut your kin, puncture skin Stuck up in the muck again I'm bucking till they dug up in their motherf**ing trunk again Let 'em run up on them every witness that wasn't there I'll f** up your teeth like cheap fronts Vegan caterers, n***as never handled beef once Nope, tofu to soul food, the vocal choke you Now you can't feel me, you're not supposed to I'm close to the edge mezzanine melodies Steadily ready to stab like the riff from the melody Telling me different I'm felony riffing Melons be dripping, temper wild, Melanie Griffin Stiffing your body from lifting the shottie, vision of Gotti Living is property, visual sodomy Prison lobotomy, the wrong people in your head now Jail dudes stand up, the king like a head count [Verse 3: Esoteric] I'm an animal activist, dog I'm far from a hunter So Sarah Palin be the only cougar I put a gun to What type of spell am I under? You want a beef? Take a number I wonder why these younger rappers won't acknowledge their blunders I got unquenchable hunger, my stomach rumbles like thunder A real Jedi kid, you a toy Yoda like Tundra You a scene out the movie 8 Mile, studio puncher Run to the litter, spit a quitter bullsh**ter I'm the definition of driven, the prisoners have arisen With visions of demolition and fission through ammunition I'm wishing cannibalism was a family tradition I eradicate your groups over Gladiator loops, listen [Verse 4: Celph Titled] You think you can beat me with ether? When I'm cooking something fresh and y'all reheating pizza The Intertec make you move like doo-wop dancers I'm slicker, bust the blicker, then I moonwalk backwards You gonna see clouds but no it ain't the DreamWorks intro Fire and brimstone in each verse tenfold You thought I was ill? I'm ten googolplexes times that My raps are phone calls from Hell so star-69 that You an actual queer, we put a rapper in a bungee sling Dunny, we catapulting careers The world's most dangerous MC and I'm him C-dot Title, I'm liable to be a problem Your album sells like clothes at a nudist club It's the dude you love that had that line about that Krueger glove Yeah, so feel the hurricane force when I murder My main course is Main Source, Barbeque flame sauce