Gatecrasher

[Intro: Doctor Destruction]

I just wanna say I appreciate y'all

Giving me my $20,000 feature fee

[Verse 1: Doctor Destruction & Logic]

This is Doc D, the one and only

I stay with the pen like I'm Spicoli

Stay high so they think I'm lowly

Sharon left me and I'm feeling lonely

Doc, shut the fuck up

Logic here to tell you wrap it up like a Chapelle skit

Made it out but Doc stayed underground

Shut the fuck up, Logic, you punk bitch

Nah, I'd rather not

Esoteric, INS and 7 all ready to rock

Only fucking with their album 'cause you wanna be relevant

You far from Bruce Willis, far from the Fifth Element

Ayo, fuck you, homie, I signed you but you don't know me

Yeah, yeah, yеah, we all know you the half-black 1-800 guy

Bars so cringe I wanna cry, fuck you, diе

Hold up, what you say?

You heard me clearly, fuck you dearly

I'm too driven to steer me, I know you motherfuckers hear me

I'm not sure if Doc is alive or inside of my head

I feel schizophrenic every time I grip the mic instead of feeling better

Like an angel and a devil on my shoulder but the both of them holding semi-automatics

For drugs, I'm an addict, this category here erratic

And the fact they let me out of the asylum of rhyming got me ecstatic

I'm fucking over it

Hahahaha

[Verse 2: Esoteric]

Why the hell y'all beefing up in our joint?

We trying to make the lab nice and y'all trying to have fight

We grab mics, but only when we rocking live on stage

You don't grab the studio mic, you could damage it, act your age

And Logic, listen, you really put me in a odd position

Nobody invited Doc D, he's acting all familiar

Deck so mad that he could kill ya, maybe kill me too

I told you no guests but still you brought this dumbass through

Plus his shit stank, smelling like a fish tank

I bought him beer, I got him food

I didn't hear "Good lookin' out" or "Thanks" or anything like that

Bobby, I said I was down to do stuff when Mike Rap introduced us but this shit is too much

'Cause this guy's a dufus

Yeah, you heard what I said, get him out of here

It'd make me happy like waking up in my bed next to Amanda Seyfried

With eyes red in a tight red..., well, I digress

I just want your guy dead, you can stay

INS up next to flex

Get on the mic but don't address this mess

[Verse 3: Inspectah Deck]

I've seen it all, done it all, I ain't feeling none of y'all

I become involved when real money involved

Teach me how to fish, I grab a rob and a net

Next thing you know I'm starring on the Deadliest Catch

I learned to feed myself, couldn't lie or try to cheat myself

Been so many things in this life, had to be myself

Streets dreams are made of these, hottest hoes, latest V's

Rumors say you cooperating with the agencies

Born king, pass the crown off to my offspring

I show off on the whole thing, zone off on my own thing

Crack game to the rap game, the fame is making them act strange

Carried the load for so long I ended up having back pains

The deal is you lookin' at one of the realest to ever reveal this

Deck's a cult

You better check your pulse if you don't feel this

[Outro]

You feel this

I can feel you feeling this

[?]

And I can feel you, feeling me, feeling you, feeling this

If you know what I mean