Save Ya Breath (feat. Joell Ortiz & Hindsyte) - Esoteric, Stu Bangas

I am the meanest alive

Yes Wolverine has arrived

No other team will survive

Head or gut, we can’t decide

Nobody can equal my

Reach I am deep in Dubai

Why you hatin' from your hood?

Why would I even reply?

I don’t want people to die

I have been sent from the sky

I can make it happen dog

I am both lethal and fly

Esoteric, I do away with the foolish way

Make it more Freddy Kruger way

Mutilate ya then move away

I’m a pit, you a bouvier

Who’s to say I’m not loony Shay

Bring the Doom like I’m Dumile

I’m in black for your funeral

Let the bugle play taps

Hey just google my stats

And see an ugly ass assassin

With a beautiful axe

Mind quicker than an Apple Mac computer reacts

So if you choosin' to rap

Prepare for brutal attacks

I got aluminum bats

For these delusional cats

Blastin' their studio gats

With the stupidest tats

Motherfucker

Uh

Say something I dare you

It’s okay to fear me

I should scare you

I was sent here to beast

I’m like a werewolf teeth

Designed to tear through meat

Be very careful creep

Cause if I hear you

You’ll be next on the menu

What you been through?

You’s a big sellout

All of my venues

I grew up duckin' number 2 pencils

Travelling at top speeds

Out of heavy metal utensils

You can’t survive without crime

You ain’t a warrior, you’s a Gloria

Here’s the secret Victoria

If we ever stood toe to toe, Victoria

Beat with a celebrate

Your other straight in Historia

Down on Brooklyn I’m a beat, you E G

Alien with the bars, I’ma lethal ET

My finger don’t glow

But when it pull, the barrel do

Sit yo ass in the crypt

Like you’re

We hang-glide through your window

If you download this album here

Then shoot the beats by Dre’s

Right off your fuckin' ears

I never click the spark

But you should live in fear

Tranquiliser darts will hit your heart

And then I’ll sip a beer

I got the right plan (yeah)

Me and my hype man (tell 'em)

We buildin' mic stands with lie detectors, iron fists

So any rap about your guns and clips

Traffickin', extortin', mass abortions

You’ll be hit with a right hand

Get out the booth please

You asked, you know I’ll squeeze ya neck

Until you can’t breathe (now you scare me)

You want revenge, come kill me

I’m prepared for trouble

I never live in fear surrounded by my body doubles

War is mental too, reverse psychology

Revert ya bangas

Straight from danger towards apologies

And desolate perceptions

Murder specialists, the introvert indefinite

With estimates of wrecks and