Terror To Your Ear 7L & Esoteric

[Intro]
You need an intro? (Yeah, yeah, yeah). So Esoteric. My mello my man. Get on the mic and do the best you can

[Verse 1]
A brief description of the Esoteric rap addiction
Always on a mission to crush the competition
Listen, I got crab rappers running scared
I always come prepared while their major's undeclared
And don't know what to study
Acting buddy buddy with the 'dactyl
But I break 'em down like a fractal
If they want to battle, we'll have to make a date
I'll rip 'em like a paper plate, call your label mate
Escape will leave you [?], my tape was the bait
A crazy wack demo that I made in '88
Now if I can recall, that was the same time
That you were in your dad's whip throwing gang signs
And now you wanna rhyme
And now you on some real shit
I remember when your Walkman was for your field trip
It's ludicrous
Attacks from crabs are numerous
Your rap tones are like arm bones they humorous
I'll make you look bad like hooded flannels
Foots in sandals
And Jeeps with wooden panels
Washed up bums who really just shouldn't gamble
And elderly cats that you just couldn't handle
My name is Esoteric