Spaz Out (feat. Apathy, King Magnetic, Esoteric & Celph Titled)

(*Prod. by JBL the titan) [Intro: {Clip from Troy}] [Messenger Boy:] The Thesselonian you're fighting... he's the biggest man I've ever seen* I wouldn't want to fight him [Achilles:] That's why no one will remember your name. [Verse 1: ~Apathy~] We the poisonous boys in the hood Poised to deploy you, destroy alien barbarians raging on 'roids We the '89 Raiders, Bo Jackson in your radius The eighth wonder space hunter, Godless and atheist Deceptacon cannibals eating metal and chemicals A robotic vampire fangs sinking into wires Rowdy in the Audi, smoke pouring from the tires To burn my kingdom you must use nuclear weapons White kids started studying lessons But with devils in the mental can't see our reflections Cut my way out the womb, homemade c-section (Man you fucked up) What would give you that impression? [Verse 2: ~King Magnetic~] You know we're rushing in, tuck your chin Knuckles friend, suck it in, cut your kin, puncture skin Stuck up in the muck again I'm bucking till they dug up in their motherfucking trunk again Let em run? every witness that wasn't them I'll fuck up your teeth like cheap fronts Vegan caterers, niggas never handled beef once Nope, tofu to soulfood, the vocal choke you Now you can't feel me, you're not supposed to I'm close to the edge mezzanine melodies Steadily ready to stab like the riff from the melody Telling me different I'm felony riffing Melons be dripping, temper wild, Melanie Griffin Stiffing your body from lifting the shotty, vision of Gotti Living is probably visual sodomy Prison lobotomy, the wrong people in your head now Jail dudes stand up, the king like a head count [Verse 3: ~Esoteric~] I'm an animal activist, dog I'm far from a hunter So Sarah Palin be the only cougar I put a gun to What type of spell am I under? You want a beef? Take a number I wonder why these younger rappers won't acknowledge their blunders I got unquenchable hunger, my stomach rumbles like thunder A real Jedi kid, you a toy Yoda like Tundra You a scene out the movie 8 Mile, studio puncher Run to the litter, spit a quitter bullshitter I'm the definition of driven, the prisoners have arisen With visions of demolition and fission through ammunition I'm wishing cannibalism was a family tradition I eradicate your groups over Gladiator loops, listen [Verse 4: ~Celph Titled~] You think you can beat me with ether? When I'm cooking something fresh and y'all reheating pizza The Intertec make you move like doo-wop dancers I'm slicker, bust the blicker, then I moonwalk backwards You gonna see clouds but no it ain't the Dreamworks intro Fire and brimstone in each verse tenfold You thought I was I'll? I'm ten googolplexes times that My raps are phonecalls from Hell so *69 that You an actual queer, we put a rapper in a bungie sling Dummy, we catapulting careers The world's most dangerous MC and I'm him C-dot Title, I'm liable to be a problem Your album sells like clothes at a nudist club It's the dude you love that had that line about that Krueger glove Yeah, so feel the hurricane force when I murder My main course is main source, barbeque flame sauce