[Verse 1: Esoteric] This is my dick tone Your flows so dated it has friends with flip phones Now my sh**s grown I'm at a clam bake with [?] You're eating Alpo with Edie Falco on the Jersey landscape What type of a stunt is that? What type of a G.I. Joe Grunt is that? Part Mark Hamill, part camel, part Lexus door panel, part vandal You have the self-esteem of 17 teen [?] queens That'll [?] lean, yet who's breasts seem Flatter than boards used by a chess team They chicken heads like robots from Seth green and their breath's obscene I'm an ex-marine d**h machine You're a nectarine that's never mean and never seen With their [?] clean You're dope, like the NFL refs are clean I get it popping while the rest snooze, cuddle up and dream You're the original to Ignition I'm the remix, the fix to what was missing Listen, you don't want to stand up for [shay?] On the mic I'm wise like Gandalf the Grey [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck} Your new bars lukewarm this is pizza oven I lean a fiend eyes bulged cheeks s**ed in Crazy like the second Jesus coming To me it's nothing You hear the music gets scary when the beats is coming Imma bring it to your face no 3D gla**es Airing out bombs like TD pa**es Splash in a mint green Aston GT mashing Czarface CD blasting Verbal Intercourse colder than the Winter Warz Hard bars lock you in like a prison door Haters they [?] oh well I don't care about ‘em Hated since 12, yeah I take the air out ‘em That mean the oxygen Arsonist they charging them The Czarface dodging the case with Ray Donovan Full time mind blower eyes on the soldier Get the money, get the girls, strike a pose on a poster And I'm [?] sir