7l - Chain Reaction (Feat. Vinnie Paz)

[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