7l Esoteric Chain Reaction (featuring Vinnie Paz) Lyrics

Chain Reaction (featuring Vinnie Paz) Lyrics

[Vinnie Paz talking]



Yo, this fuckin' Vinnie Paz baby



Esoteric baby, 7L baby



We takin' y'all motherfuckas to war



Teachin' y'all how to rhyme, awrite



So feel me, before I stuff a fuckin' sock in ya mouth



and stick you in my trunk, what, check it out



It's like this, yo, yo, yo







[Vinnie Paz]



This Vinnie Paz let me tell you how I handle my beef



Hands in ya safe, watch how I slang to a beat



And you weak motherfuckas better stand at my feet



'Fore I beat motherfuckas when I handle my heat



So consider this verse here a motherfuckin' bomb threat



Cause I ain't even let out, all of my dogs yet



I ain't even pulled out my four fours yet



I ain't even let out, all of the launch yet



That's why ya plams sweatin', you fake bitch



I'm strong like Iron Mike Tyse in eight six



You fake snitch, you get slashed wid fast razors



Fuckin' wid Paz mean you dead, and that's basics



Slash racist, he'll rob ya parents and go



Y'all crazy big wid no skill like ?????? bo



Vinnie Paz bring physical rain



And the only thing y'all feel is physical pain, what







Hook:



We steady blastin, ya city gon' crash in



Ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin



See a wack rapper, and start smashin'



"And that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction"







[Esoteric]



I'm like Bill Gates motherfucka



You're like Philbert Grate's younger brother



My rap style's undiscovered



Dames wide like the frame or the Lincoln Navigator



Style just like an aborigine that wrestles alligators



You know the deal crab rappers peel



I give 'em shit that they can feel



My style's like steel



You can stop tanks wid it, rob banks wid it



Plot pranks walk planks block shanks wid it



That's why when I challege you cats you ain't wid it



And that's where the battle is at you can't spit it



Rappers tryna play-che, that'll be the day-che



Pulls a forty-five and ain't just spittin' reggae



Today's pay day, we on some dumber shit



Rip you out the whip throw ya body up the front of it



Put you in check, put my foot to your neck



You lookin' up to Esoteric and I've come to collect







Hook (2x)







[Vinnie Paz]



The Army is back, and we bombin' the track



Armed wid a gat, blood spill onto the DAT



Regardless of that, battery assault wid a mack



And Vinnie Paz a motherfuckin' dog when I rap



You beef wid one of us, we all in ya back



And a muh'fucker like me, put claws on ya back



Stalk you like that, y'all just talk like Grovano



My team, they fuck up more keys than a piano







[Esoteric]



Yo check it, my method on the microphone's murderin'



Blood curdlin', surfacin', the soul purpose still



Circling, in ya shitty deck



I defeat a vet, leave him wreck his breath



watch him bleed to death



Cause I'm the type of rapper that packs to full capacity



Actin' like you packin' a gapper to pull the blast on me



With Vinnie Paz on my side known as Ikon



We got it covered like cats that hold the mic wrong







Hook (2x)