You Can Try - Molemen, Apathy, 7L & Esoteric

Yeah, Apathetic, Esoteric, Demigodz baby

Molemen with His-Panik

Yo, Yo, Yo

I throw the mic at your breastbone;

leave your whole chest blown

Ap’s puttin' tired old rappers in rest homes

As far as battlin', I’m probably the best known

To leave you on the operatin' table gettin' flesh sewn

You wanna throw fists?

Then we can get it on

‘Cause me and you wack emcees will never get along

Sometimes I hates for makin' that song

‘Cause now even fat girls think they’re sexy in a thong

What the fuck went wrong?

There’s a whole mess a crews

And I’mma kick your fuckin' ass like Bow-Legged Lou

Your whole claim to fame is ridin' my dick

Like your name was Dana Dane and my name Slick Rick

And yo I only stick chicks if the bitches are thick

The sickest to spit, my whole clique’s vicious as shit

And the reason why my crew will never pass the mic

It’s ‘Cause it’s see-though like ice in a glass a Sprite

Yeah, Ap is tight

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Representin' like what… Demigodz

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Demigodz… representin' like what

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Representin' like what

It’s the pterodactyl swoopin' in on this track

And yo it’s like that, we strike bat like spinal taps

Cats prime up wax for five attacks up on vinyl racks

The finest cats don’t accept my rhyme attacks

Now when I’m at bat, I spit raw with intuition

We rock spots like a skin condition

I’m in position while you in submission

My rap broke the backs of cats with golden plaques

Now onto openin' acts;

my flow attacks

Smacks through soft tracks and

Sent ‘em back, with their bags packed into shrink wrap

Is Esoteric nice?

When it comes to open mics

I’ll blow your whole device then be ghost like Poltergiest

But when it comes to life, yo I takes my own advice

‘Cause fake guys role snake eyes like loaded dice

Ya clique a’int straight, I can tell from the gate

You a dead giveaway like a slain rapper’s demo tape

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Representin' like what

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Demigodz

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Representin' like what

I got a dark desire to spark the fire

Swing bats at cats like I’m raps Mark McGwire

Our names headlinin' the flier ‘til we retire

Fuckin' bitches flyer than Mia, Mariah, and Tyra

We don’t know our own strength, so just horsin' around

I could be forcin' you down, or put your corpse in the ground

Tryin' to find blazin' raps, but most ya lame tracks

Is like tryin' to find a fuckin' needle inside a haystack

Yo my rhyme style’s doper than prescription drugs

Mixed in chemical tubs by thugs with orange gloves

Plus its doper than that shit that’s gettin' slipped in clubs

Once it gets within' their blood, It’ll make woman bug

While you always screamin' peace, we’ll leave ya crews deceased

Plus our new release spins wax back like Judas Priest

If Ap says you wack it ain’t far from the truth

And if Eso’s spittin' vocals stay far from the booth

Yo when we combine with Panik, rappers try to ban it

At first they knew the deal now they can’t understand it

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot

Representin' like what

You can try but you’ll never ever be this hot