Warlords

[Celph Titled]

Yeah, Celph Titled

The motherfucking doctor of destruction

Back with the Eso-Ptero-Smack-Y'all

It does what it does cos we do what we do, let's go

[Verse 1: Celph Titled]

Finesser, keep a TEC-9 in my dresser

Lyrical professor, keep you under pressure

Mind like a thousand computers, you better re-route your maneuvers

Cause my soldier recruiters murder producers

Who'll blast holes through your promo-poster

With black bazookas

We not playin' dice, but we some certified crap shooters

Rap barracudas, killa better pass the Buddha

We put a stop to your weight watching - yet you're still a fat loser

It's disappointing, but I got bigger fish to fry

Super-size a Great White - that's the type of fish I fry

You didn't listen guy? I done told you

Got you stuck off the realness and that's what dunn told you

(Can you stop rhyming the same phrases?)

No - My brain's been misplaced in a vacant space basement that the cavemen made

I drank some razor blades right before I ate grenades

Then I swam with crocodiles in a pool of Gatorade

And this just might be, Murder-Death-Kill part 3

But since then me and ES grew sharp shark teeth

Carve apart our beefs into aardvark meat

A Steak Tartar treat in a charred car seat

[Hook: Esoteric with Vinnie Paz]

You can get it however you want it, little crumb

I can leave the microphone bloody, crippled drums

I'mma fucking warlord, blood-stained floors

I'm the opposite of pure - drugs, pain, war

[Verse 2: Trademarc]

You want the god of war? Man I'ma connoisseur

A piece of love in my life is more foreign than your corner store

Lump you, dump you, straight to the water's floor

Pump you, slash you, knife you

Mask and glove, midnight you

Or just out-write you

Cause I ain't like you, you're just a fag

Your double-time raps? Just twice as bad than anything you ever had

Shit talk and you're zip locked

Bagging you up, and I don't mean Glad

Stacking you up and I don't hear your mans laughing it up no more

Running his mouth, or backing it up no more

Leaving battle fields scattered with shields

Shatter bodies and tattered rags

Smoking guns in my saddle bag

Cracking tags and the badge off of those that remain

So I remember the names

Of those slain - on this rugged terrain, fucker!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Karma]

Ayo I rhyme like Forest Whitaker acts

I rhyme like we under attack

I rhyme like Rakim is sitting on my back

Critiquing every rhyme, he's weakening my spine but strengthens every line

To the dismantling of a great mind

Can Chris Hansen save our kids on Dateline?

I'm drinking rich wine with a bit of strychnine

Knowing in my mind I'm never gonna see my prime

I'm getting mine's, by, any, means, necessary

Calmer than my adversaries

Is it imaginary or just as scary

That oils worth more than blood on my capillaries?

I'm not playin kid, I'll never take a (loss)

In this cold world, I just chill with frost

I'm hardcore, much more than a beast who creeps across floorboards

On all fours - The Art of Warlord

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Esoteric]

Ayo we 'fraid of nothing

You ain't built for this, you a plush toy - you made of stuffing

You ain't kill for this, you a slug boy, I'm hater snuffing

I'ma soldier raised on pain and suffering

You a pussy that be softer than a plate of muffins

I'm the type to transform a sandstorm into man form like Flint Marko

A premonition like the jet engine in Donnie Darko

These DJs have been in vinyl

Now they frontin' with disc breaks like Monte Carlos

My sound wave will ravage and rumble

Watch you rappers just stumble over your words, you actually tumble

I'm back in a bundle, I came first like the Gobots

My sight kill you lost boys, eat maggots like mic kills

Street magic, I write ill

You sleep past the Nyquil

I smash thugs with frosty mugs, there's your ice grill

Your rhyme book accounts for more white trash than Nascar

While I'ma party animal, I rep to the last bar

"At least we know this much Perry

(Eso) will stop at nothing in his pursuit to rule

Therefore, he must be stopped"

"He's a very clever arch criminal who must be put away"

"I have escaped from Arkam Asylum and revenge will be sweet"

"Oooo that is bad news, Commissioner" ---] Batman