Ease Up (feat. Planetary, Reef the Lost Cauze & Blacastan) - Esoteric, Stu Bangas

Your boy back, boy that sound good to the masses

My boy Blac, Reef, Esoteric, we massive

The art of dots, and now we aiming them at your management

He like a mannequin, stiff a nigga?

We stabbing 'em

Your distribution deal, deaded from that Louisville

Planetary shoot to kill, tell me how this bullet feel

Ain’t no fighting tooth and nail this is what I do for real

Money, man I need something like Meek Mill’s Puma deal

I let the Ruger peel nigga this is Vietnam

Very rare, you can give a stare and I’m a sea of calm

I’m a caged up animal, you flammable

I’m pouring gasoline on your mixtapes and camera crew

Ah Snap!

I got the power still

It’s light work like I just paid my power bill

I never know how a coward feel

Y’all got the bitter face, you been sucking on a sour dill

Back and bigger, the baddest spitter

My man Eso just bought a crib off of Czarface action figures

Make more off merchandise than you will in your worthless life

A hundred «Fuck you, pay me» t-shirts, they be gone tonight

The mic that I’m holding is probably stolen

You a deceiver, I’m a retriever, stay golden like Logan

I’m in Rome doing shows with the Romans

In those little ass hotel rooms, the windows won’t open

I’m hot!

Stay off these nuts

Rappers better ease up

I roll my sleeves up

And fuck a few MCs up

They light work, light work

Like raking leaves up

They talking like they got that heat

But they freeze up

Concubines worship the ground that I walk on

Chalk outlines on corners that I stalked on

Let’s see who loves you when you under the rubble

Let’s see who rides with you when that ass is really in trouble

Roll up a notebook and spit a sharp pencil through it

What I’m spitting acid, poisonous fluid

Champion hooded, blacked out like the arch-druid

Punch through your chest and snatch your weak ass heart through it

300 time deeper than your idol Leonidas

If there’s beef, never sleep — I’ll call and reunite us

Bicker and squabble and beats, never could divide us

In your cerebral, we spreading like it’s gingivitis

Coming to you liver

Crack your jaw, get a wire

It’s Black Goliath, rap messiah, rapid fire

Stu Bangas on the track, that’s the crack supplier

Everything is in sync, we don’t match attire

Slang rough, hangin' tough, no McIntyre

You say you getting rap money and it’s stacking higher

But you a nine-to-fiver

That can’t find the time to pass out a stack of flyers

Shit, you a crappy liar

Call me your Sire

Bad to the bone, back in the zone

I didn’t need nobody’s help, no I acted alone

They say they thugging, they’re bugging

What type of thugging is clubbing

And popping bub' outside the VIP and tuggin'

On the velvet rope, hoping to avoid a snubbing

Claiming that they hella' dope, but they don’t sell, they broke

They’re the usual, and couldn’t see it with a telescope

Cause they delusional