Elis prism new art a
Elis prism new art a
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  1. 14159 (feat. MC Esoteric)

From the album Eli's Prism

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feat. MC Esoteric of Czarface

Lyrics

challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
sign my name 'cause I knew I could take this

challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
achallenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best

what are we doing?

what room in my heart for fear is left? NONE

[Will C.]:

living in fear now, eyeing the opposite
heaving a dry sigh, alive in apocalypse
demon inside, I see a viable plan
man I'm riding to Iowa with a bible I panned (meaning what?)
but god damn, the fire in my eyes is sand
a mock band is a wire to size your hand
not a marital thing, not a symbol of trust
but they were tracking my prints, when they bit the dust
and now I rip the skyline
and swish the net, you brick hit, I sidewind
if I make 3 points erase the Pi sign
if you make one for the one with five nines
it ain't nothing, the fake bussin'
the stray cutting, the pace rushing ain't synching
like Ace thinking of Abe Lincoln puppets
I stay winning, ya may grimace, but it's

challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
sign my name 'cause I knew I could take this

dead

challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness
a battle of the best
a challenge of greatness (dead)
a battle of the best

God, you always do this

you swoop in

[Esoteric]:

who's harder? who's smarter?
who could part ties / Ty's like the Juice Crew barber
you know the name know the brain, know the novocaine
know the feeling, no one healin' when I go insane
beat us? now that's absurd
"no more music by the suckers," that's the Magic word
I circulate, terminate germs and snakes
burn 'em at the stake like sirloin on a hot plate for too long
it's all your fault
I'm hip hop plus I'm maim and assault
and crush and kill and de and stroy
and stress and boy I'm blessed your lawyer's vexed
cause he can't handle the whole weight
your breath stinks yo, hand 'em a Colgate
silly rhymers I trap like Chilean miners, I rap
your built like a headphone jack
I'm built like a monolith at Stonehenge
don't call me for no money dog, get your own friends
meat cleaver, dismember the beat
yo Will, you're walking down a dead end street!

[Will C.]:

I had a path to follow, now that's a bust
exist now to backtrack and rush
the path's wilted leaves'll grab limbs and crush
labyrinth of weeds, absence of "lush"
pass in the record, go rest inside
won't leave my room, no exit sign
low decibel boom, a faux pesticide
flow gets devised
meanwhile I
wrote another one and spoke to Papa D
who joked with Trevor that few hope to follow me
wrote the psalm in a too broke economy
usurp 'em strong, cool jerk 'em bodily
work the charm and Mega Man equip
I never ran, the song will set a plan to grip
the lead in hands and Air Man's fan'll rust
jam and drop to land with an anvil thrust
keep falling

don't ask questions
the entire incident is void, clear?
it did not take place
do you understand?

yes sir, I'll see to it

move back slowly, then... break for it