[Verse 1 - Madchild]
Cold calculated killer I am strategic
Lone ranger dressed in black I'm the last reject
Four years got burned poppin' happy pills
But fuck with me and get burned I'm talkin' daffodils
Six feet of fresh dirt and a tombstone
I'm a doom (?) riding a fuckin broom home
Bitch I'm a warlock that's got a cult following
Two thousand skulls painted up like it's Halloween
I make music for misfits and shallow teens
Mentally I'm challenging, walking on a balance beam
When it comes to rapping Imma last as long as Yoda
Rocky said the cigarette lit drinking a can of soda
You get demolished if you're thinking you're more diabolic
I shoulda been dead twice I got a higher calling
Backpack full of cash stacked for a rainy day
Way I rap is crazy and my (?)

[Verse 2 - Esoteric]
I'm slicing rappers up and no wolf like (?) my bars set
Too high for your IQ now bow to the Czar rep
I spit it like Phife and New Balance
I take your life with my talents
And dissin' you is easy getting through your tracks that's a challenge
No matter where we go I'm getting dough like old-school Mysterio
I put it down like Buster in scenario
Thanks for that, Iron man dan in Ontario
Cats like y'all is why we make rugged material
Now let a poet raise hell
You're protege I noticed they fell
Straight up and down like a lower case "L"
And your crew I got 'em hooked like a lower case "R"
You could say these little raps are just some throwaway bars
So what if they are
I got lots of '98 (?) to take
Actually it's '95, my mistake
And y'all beating me is unlikely like a Paula Deen special on collard greens directed by Spike Lee
[Chorus - Esoteric]
Come on
Take 'em to war and set 'em straight now
(Bring that)
They googlin' guns but it's too late now
(yeah)
Can a tough guy talk
You can't walk that walk
(nah)
You ain't built for this life don't take the bait now
Come on

[Verse 3 - Madchild]
I fucked every bitch, snow white to cinderella
Did every drug now my mind has been developed
Madchild and Esoteric we are less generic
Lacerate your larynx and write a recipe for (parrot?)
Mind is in an evil state
Known for making people wait
Once they finally get to work how deeply they appreciate
I spit venom drip acid I'm a lethal beast
I spit fuckin' greased lightning on these feeble geeks
We in the fuckin' chop shop get your ego greased
I eat people with ease cuz my cerebral's deep
Contort torture, more than just an artform
Mind is in a dark room
Crazy and my heart's torn
I'm from the great northwest so I'm a sasquatch
Put me on your laptop
Beastie boy like Ad-Rock
They tried to break me couldn't do it like a padlock
Every fuckin' situation always play the bad cop
[Verse 4 - Esoteric]
Deal with a villain or two
Show me what Dillingers do
Your flow is primitive dawg show me what villagers do
I don't even write raps anymore they come out of my mind
I think they're in twine with my spine
That's why it's so easy to rhyme
Sayin' you reach for your nine
You don't want people to find
You decomposing in lye
You would just open the shine
Hoping we open the blind
Now you just open the wine
Now you just down in the building
You fuck around and get killed
I can decapitate cats that happen to aggravate
Happen to rap at a rapid rate
Attack like a savage they take a
Diva rapper serve his head on a (?) plate
Castigate your rap and look it up
(?) you massively

[Chorus - Esoteric]
Come on
Take 'em to war and set 'em straight now
(Bring that)
They googlin' guns but it's too late now
(yeah)
Can a tough guy talk
You can't walk that walk
(nah)
You ain't built for this life don't take the bait now
Come on