East Coast Avengers - Avengers Assemble lyrics

Intro] Hah, yeah. (Who are you, mister?) Hah, you know the name. East Coast returns, back to burn. Huh, DC with the murderous track. Trademarc on my back. Graphic novel sh** [Verse 1:Esoteric] Yo, we hold it together, moulded together Motherf**ers wanna battle but they're frozen in terror The error of the pterodactyl is back upon us We do away with those that threw away rap personas I got the game on lock like [?] Will be coming out my stereo, I bury your kid People call me Esoteric while I'm severing limbs You can parasail in hurricanes and catch no wins Hey yo, I'm born of fire, military mortar fire I'll mutilate you like I never heard of human nature Never learned of euthanasia Only brutal ways to make a ma**acre like a show room You don't know doom Eso [?] whether piss drunk and stoned Sober, leave em hands trained em like a bad combover [?] Trademarc is animal, ? glorious off the top [?] broke spines, make bells ring, DC is [?], your style's developing Our style's dismantling, destroying, decimating Devastating, detonating Don't let the hibernation sickness blind you The bounty hunter of the year's right behind you And the second that he finds you He's gonna find the man that signs you And beat you both down like Brand Nubian in ‘92 [Hook] Boom, duck down, clap, fall back East Coast Avengers, three co-defenders Boom, duck down, clap, fall back East Coast Avengers, y'all ain't contenders Boom, duck down, clap, fall back East Coast Avengers, your flow's horrendous Boom, duck down, clap, fall back East Coast Avengers, y'all just pretenders [Verse 2: Trademarc] Okay, my eyes are red and black Blew bread shine back through cataracts in the warzone Blood dripping off a battle axe like wax from a candle On a mantle, back from the blade to the handle down In the belly of the beast where who*es roam Felonies feast on more bones of the wicked Battle lines are drawn and bones are ground and won While another's so high the horizon's gone Rise upon your souls, the Lord now knows on a first name basis Knock you out your homeostasis I'll re-stake this, if I don't like it's on I'm prone to acts of violence that lead to silence I do a slight groan, my words for opponents is My condolences, have you asking where the f** an organ donor is I weave phonetics in my genetics Like stripes on sleeves of fatigues And leave you with leave like a diuretic Lost like diametics, out of your leage You ain't an old school dude, you a relic They're relishing the fact, still spit, doing shows Your flow need a goddamned medic, not a hype man sh** dawg let it go, forget blow for blow You're so old you're more apt to die From a chest cold in a rest home than going toe to toe [Hook] [Verse 3: Trademarc] I attack, my tactics are bra** You backflip and catch crash and burn to ash In turn my heat will you turn you back to gla** And shatter you as I walk past your ba*tard [?] plaster wooden cast No questions asked, punchlines in rhymes Are hidden [?] mask, never ask They eat you away like rats on a bed of trash, looking for a medevac Never that, I'll reenact slaughter house [?] with your book of rhymes, lies from your crooked mind [Verse 4: Esoteric] Fine that you took your time, you know we sick of cats Like a [hookin'nine?] dime looking fine, know we fly Throwing peace signs like it's Jimmy Snuka time While you read the Koran I domesticate cats like I'm Cesar Milan That's canine, not feline, your game makes a beeline to exit with curtsies You dressing like Xerxes, you sell less than jerseys with [?] name on em