Conjure the Legions Army of the Pharaohs

[Verse 1: Esoteric]
In '95 this rap style was impressive
By 2005 most rappers lost the message
2014, rappers wearing dresses
Shit is tough to look at like airplane wreckage
Check it
I'ma waste you, the chemicals will lace you
My rep keeps growing like Emma Stone's face do
You recently decent, I've been a beast every season
My pen and speech is the reason I'm pulling wenches with ease
And I'll take that Benz that you're leasing
And put a dent and a crease
In the driver side, leave you leaking
A homicide, call a deacon
I'll have you wheezing in deep
Breathing, the beat I'm just meat
Cleaving, I'm coming to meet
Steven King, I'm a demon ayo

[Verse 2: Planetary]
Keep me out of reach of your children's ears
This the surgeon general warning
You rap moguls I'm the shit to hear
Crystal clear, missiles tear through the fiscal year
Bombs over Baghdad, official pistol issued fear
Fear not, the air is hot, your atmosphere popped
Every bar souvenir, nigga, keep your ears locked
Dog, you must got me chopped
Everything about me rugged
Low rugby ruckus: my middle name and I'm soul crushing
(It's nothing)
Wiping the dust off the Paper Mate
I'll leave a paper trail for my niggas like it's The Great Escape
Save the date, the birthday of the Bathing Ape
No holds barred, bar none, I'mma raise the stakes