[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]

The only time they go hard's when they having sex

Six-shotter Smith, hotter than the dragon's breath

Original Dark Knight, I’m Adam West

My chick notice the burn, she like Sharon Gless

Deck's official, got a whistle and pin stripes

Be Smooth B, everything Greg Nice and heads like

Son, take performance enhancers

Barry Bond flow, so they talking outlandish

[Verse 2: Esoteric]

The Glock that I brandish put my thoughts on the canvas

7L made the beat, CZARFACE doing damage

The god of chaos, his squad is way off

Rap life, sweatsuit, not a day off

Stay off the dilly, the bars is silly, guard your grilly

I bark at rappers like Sir Charles in Philly

I'm wild, down the back like a rotary phone

The wolf pack's back, tell them coyotes we home

[Verse 3: Esoteric]

I’m that Ketel, I’m that Grey, you that bottom shelf

I am not God fearing, I am God himself

Your track was aight 'til they went and put your vocals on

You ain't paint a picture man, that’s a photobomb

I crop you out, my mission: murder everything

You do it natural like Ken Griffey swing

Hit it out of the park, yeah I spit a powerful dart

Rough sound like bloodhounds when they bark

I got snipers that will lounge in the dark

[Verse 4: Inspectah Deck]

No sound of the spark, goldfish fuck around with the shark

No bitch, no coward at heart no matter how big a part

No second thoughts I was down from the start

Toast up, lightin' victory Ls for all you scary fools

Body froze up the rows, I could barely move

Rarely lose, see me stuntin' in the Daily News

Verbal intercourse curl your toes like fairy shoes

[Interlude]

Don't worry about him

That guy's dumber than a bag of hammers at the bottom of a frozen lake

I know your kind, I read the emails

And I seen WNBA teams with more game

You can explain?

No, I do the explaining around here

I'm gonna stick my leg so far up your behind

You're gonna wonder why your mouth taste like boot

Seriously though

[Verse 5: Esoteric]

Toast to the Gods, shit is overcharged

Throw the bars around this way, you know we large

'Bout to take it to a new plateau, you rap slow

You know the fucking name, the pterodactyl's swooping in

Dance with the pen, Darien [?]

The motherfucking shit a ten, don’t pretend

That you don't know the name and you don't know the rep

You look dumb like Greg Focker when he overslept

Slow your step, flow - it's pimped out like custom model

[?] trained to fight like Cus D'Amato

I get so much fan mail due to these verses

I gotta block letters like I can't write cursive

[Interlude]

Wow, what is it y’all

It’s real, it's what they asked for

It’s real, it's what they jam for

Wow, what is it y’all

It’s real, it's what they asked for

It’s real, it's what they jam for

Wow, what is it y’all

(Can you hear me ok, George?)

7L, Esoteric, Rebel INS, your highness

(You must choose your oxygen destroyer)

(What will become of us? And what will become of us if the weapon system they now have falls into the wrong hands)

Apocalypse wild

(Then you'll have a responsibility no man has ever gotten)

Right now

[Verse 6: Inspectah Deck]

When I’m on the scene drama is routine

I mean it’s gonna take the Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines

I’m a monster, fuck shit up - my middle name

I'mma mash out your posse like Danze and Lil 'Fame

No block in my lane, King Kong style

Playing handball with the choppers and planes

When the beast is released I’m coming through the streets

Crushing million dollar highrises under my feet

While walking through explosions, blowing up tanks

To reciprocate the notion, showing no emotions

Nothing left behind just a path of destruction

Aftermath I’m the wrath I conduct in

Bustle up your city, beating on my chest like

You want me - come and get me, you frontin' me is risky

I’m Godzilla with bars, the God's illa' with bars

It ain’t real 'til you feeling the scars

I’m Godzilla- I’m Godzilla with bars-

The Godzilla- The Godzilla- Godzilla- Godzilla- Godzilla-

I’m Godzilla- I’m Godzilla with bars-

The Godzilla- The Godzilla- Godzilla-

[Verse 7: Esoteric]

Hey yo, yo, hey yo, check one two and you don't quit

My name is Esoteric, y'all, I'm the ulti-yo, yo

Check one two and you don’t quit

My name is Esoteric, y'all, I'm the ultimate, ey yo

Thought you were sick and vicious

IQ is triple sixes

My tools are too malicious

Humans are too delicious

I got my head up in the clouds and my feet in Brooklyn

Keep pushing, I flip tacks like seat cushions

I'm wild, I'm giant I'm king sized

I’m 90 Yao Mings tall, I'm 50 Fat Joes wide

Yeah, the '93 versions these person don't need a surgeon

Keep searching for the bodies deep beneath the earth and

My footprint is bigger than Fenway Park

When they start shooting I will end they heart

My pen stay smart, your pen dumb and dull

Numb to your numbers, you a numbnuts numbskull

[Verse 8: Inspectah Deck]

We spitting lyrical and leave the mic on critical

And make the crowd get physical

We official too, we don’t hit you with that bullshit

We just stick to the principles

So we dissin' fools, whip 'em through with the clip full

And we far from the typical

We official too, we don’t hit you with that bullshit

We just stick to the principles

[Interlude]

"You goin' to the authorities describing a giant prehistoric lizard

That spits fire, well... they'll just put you away for a long time"

"But we saw them captain, you saw those monsters, they're real"

"But I know just when to keep my mouth shut, sir

Have another drink Mr. Bishop"

"I don’t want anymore

We gotta report what we saw captain, don’t you understand?

They are two of the most monstrous

Creatures any man's ever seen"

[Verse 9: Esoteric]

Inhuman voice - Black Bolt level, get it?

2015 rappers bang on Reddit

Sit your ass down like a Marvel end credit

The bonus scene's next when your whole team get wrecked

You need to spark up a spliff to get they bars up

While I’m lifting cars up, this the wrong tree to bark up

I carve up a Hollywood actor in back of Starbucks

And hop out the dumpster all bloody

You feeling star struck

Because the star struck his body like storm shadow

I'm pulling off in an Escalade, now follow the star's truck

Another Czar cut, every day I’m hustling

That's word to Rick Ross and his bizarre cut

Yeah, it’s large, what

Here’s a large cup of the puke I barfed up

And it's still more appealing than your shit 'cause it's horseshit

You got your wheel spinning but you leavin' no treads

Like a broken moped, your ho falls for cokeheads

And Broke heads with no bread

You get brave then you catch Heat like Javy López

I be Merker, I’m spazzing like my arms

Hosting the ghost of Tom Glavine

You so hood but no good, you go wood like log cabins

(We going right in)

My execution is sharper than tools from Brutus the Barber

A shark is loose in the harbor, and yes I'm proving I'm smarter

Than Isaac Asimov and Garry Kasparov

You can marry [?] like David Hasselho-

Ha, ha, I can’t even finish that

[?]

You happy? Where the fuck are my cynics at

Turn off your smartphones, they trying to enslave us

I got bars, I should write for cats like Jim Davis

[Outro]

Write for cats, for cats, yeah I know

Czarface, fast like car chase

Wait, hear him out

I want to join your group

But first

You kids out there running my shit?

Good, good, good, good

If they just let me see her once and a while, you know

You seem [?]

You know and the thing is is like a lot of people I think

If we're so stupid how could we come up with the melody and

You know it's such a big handicap but we did

And just imagine if my man Beethoven

Had a fucking sampler

Exactly, if he had a DJ