Esoteric - Red Alert lyrics

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Esoteric - Red Alert lyrics

[Intro] Red Alert, Red Alert! Red Alert, Red Alert! Red Alert, Red Alert! Red Alert, Red Alert! [Verse 1: Esoteric] I'm way ahead of rappers, like where they used to keep the rock ca**ettes I got a leg up like how Cool J used to rock his sweats Let's see, I'm the k**er you're the victim We both got a way with words I'm just iller when I spit them Pew Pew, Churches benches Clap clap, all you hear, all you fear I'm kinda sick so I took this verse off But I'm kinda in charge of the f**ing project So they can't take this verse off First off you're nerf soft, hang it up tyke f** Seamus up? Yeah right It's that high-end sh**, I must be on another level Like I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's sh** I leave a new emcee shaking Hoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free bacon I got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-free "Yo hold the f** up! Gluten free? You ain't got no celiac disease!" You all about frontin' you ain't been on the road The only real tour (Realtor) you ever dealt with is house hunting Czarface persona, drunk off that Jameson On my J.Jonah and I'm out [Hook] [Interlude] Professor X calling! Red Alert! Red Alert! Mayday! Mayday! Hurry! The Professor needs us! But who dare threaten us now? Czarface! I'm sorry to bother you But something has come up that I thought you'd want to know about What is it Hans? Something's wrong with the kids [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Broadcasting live out the kitchen like a cooking show Cake boss, they open off of cookie dough I see ‘em looking though, I'm on A-Plus Game tough, clutch performer and my name's up You puff that plain stuff, I hit that sour power Might've hit that white girl but I ain't ‘bout no powder Clash with the titans who blast with the license To k**, for real that's why they icing my grill Don't deny what I'm reciting is ill Not saying I'm the greatest alive, only time will reveal I lean ‘em in the dope fiend, fire provider Light up the whole scene, sinister spitter did it for no cream My line-up the finest just like a pro team From the bottom I've risen, living the life most dream They smiling in your face but the hate's strong So I ram it in their face like Jake Long [Outro]