Mic Mastery

[Esoteric]
 Yo, yo, yo I weave a tapestry strike rapidly and magically
 Alter battle rap habitats automatically
 You back down, I change your background like Photoshop
 My oratory inventory's overstocked
 I'm ripping the track, djs are enjoying it
 "Cutting it up, and completely destroying it"
 Ambidextrous, yo you must be on a deathwish
 Stepping to this, I'm venemous I'll leave you breathless
 I spat words, waxed and taxed herbs
 Your raps absurd, backs get fractured,
 My crack a shell, bag your mademoiselle
 Take the cake then I break like a bat out of hell
 You fuck with Esoteric catch a capital L
 Lock horns with 7L, son there's none parallel
 You need a beat to flow to?
 You're lucky if your said Hello to
 Bitch-ass crab I thought I told you
 "Known to be the master in the M.C. field"
 "Make way, 'cause here I come"
 "Known to be the master in the M.C. field"
 "Cover every angle on the mic, I'm killin'"
 It's Esoteric kid, yeah that's whose spitting
 Ask Lew dipping in the back, brew sipping
 I spit hot shit when wack crew ripping
 It even leaves the ink on your tattoo dripping
 Crab cat talk about how your seeing gats
 The only metal you hold is the one for being wack
 The only battle you've been in is the one you reinact
 Talking trash from the back like a sneak attack
 I'm strictly biz cause I'm going where Parrish went
 You ain't wack, you's a fucking embarrassment
 I'm making sense like your last record's total sales
 I spoke in brail, you felt it so much
 That you left with broken nails
 When packing a jam, harrassing the fans for not clapping their hands
 Cuz you ain't dope you just a flash in the pan
 Like coke to a crack dealer bagging a gram
 I rock a fitted cap, can't deal with little straps
 Strictly big guns when it comes to ripping tracks
 I ain't sweating sales, dub this for your crew
 Cuz once they hear the rhymes they're gonna want the cover too
 Hook 2x
 Yo I take command crushing all my enemies, breaking their hands
 A giant avalanche quaking your fam
 The mic killer, I bring doom ripping buffons
 Rhymes expand like the womb in delivering rooms
 Too gory, these kids split Whigs like a Tory
 More importantly I bring the 4th degree of sorcery
 Orally, forgery authorities report to me
 Quarterly, the way I corner borders be like Normandy
 I'm ornery, words turn, as your verse squirms like an earthworm
 First learn, churches burn as worlds turn
 Predicaments, make your ligaments of no significance
 I'm speaking real words kid your speaking ignorance
 I must insist, it's tough to feel dissed
 By a rap group I don't even know exists
 What you maggots hope to say, could never serve Shay
 The only wax you put out was candles on your birthday
 Hook 2x